My Unwanted Lycan Mate

Mate

Monarch Miller Jones’s point.

In the heart of the mystical Lycan realm, where moonlight wove secrets and shadows danced with desire, there existed a king unlike any other. His name echoed through the ancient forests, whispered with both reverence and fear: King Miller.

I stretched my limbs once I woke up from the hot and tiring s*x with Tina, the pack slut, and my current bed partner for a good f**k. She provided me with coitus (s*x) anytime, anywhere, and whenever I was horny. I got up from my bed and took my shower before getting dressed. My name is Miller Reid Jones. I am the Lycan king. I was born as a Lycan. My father was the former Lycan king. He was courageous, noble, and the most powerful king in the world, but he was destined to be mated to a mere human. A despicable woman who made his kingdom a wreck.

That pathetic woman, Patricia, was my mother. She was mated to my father, the king of the Lycans. Despite being human, my father loved and cherished her a lot. He shared his kingdom and people with her. She gave birth to me, but she died during childbirth.

Pathetic, how weak she was. She mated with my father, a Lycan king, and I was born as a Lycanthrope. I was my father’s only child and the next in line to be king of the Lycans.

At age 15, I was already the king of the Lycans and the alpha of the Cold Blood Pack, the most hazardous and cruel pack, and we had the largest territory that spread through the states. We were the strongest, making us the most feared pack.

I loved sleeping with anything that had a p***y underneath the skirt. Apart from being a cruel alpha king, which other packs knew me as, I also had the reputation of being a man w***e all over the Lycan and werewolf worlds. I loved f*****g whores and bitches, but despised having a mate.

I felt hostility toward one word.

“Mate.”

I was not interested in sharing my throne with any weak Lycan or wolf. I didn’t need to find my mate or my queen since I was satisfied with sleeping with my whores and bitches. My harem was already filled with different kinds of beautiful Lycan wolves whores. I put on my clothes and went outside before calling my beta, Scott, and my third in command, Chris. We had a lot of work to do as we needed to start the training of the new young wolf that had just shifted a few days ago in the pack. We were the biggest and strongest pack, making everyone fear and envy us. I started training the pups in a very hard way.

(Remember, we Lycans and wolves had no issues being together. Everyone was at peace. I also chose a werewolf as my beta because he was stronger and faster than a normal werewolf. Even though Lycans were stronger, bigger, and faster than wolves, and it was also a disgrace for a Lycan to be paired with a wolf, especially the royalty).

“Slow down, alpha, you are too hard on the pup,” I heard my third in command, Chris, say.

“Sorry, I lost my control. Are you okay?” I asked the pup I was training, now covered in blood. I called the other wolves to take him to the pack hospital.

“You need to learn how to control your emotions. Maybe having your mate beside you is not a bad thing,” my beta indicated.

“I have no mate, and I will never accept any mate. I don’t need any she-Lycan who will weaken me or sit beside me as my woman, my mate, and my queen,” I snapped back at him.

“You need your mated queen, alpha. She will calm you and teach you how to control your emotions and your anger,” Scott told me as he began to nag me again.

I ignored him, walking back to my office.

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HER...

MIA.

I had a good night’s sleep. I got out of my bed and took my shower. I slipped into my black crop top, my short bum shorts, and a pair of my favorite cute white sandals. I blew my hair as I pulled it up into a messy bun. I walked down the stairs to my kitchen. Since I was living alone now, I usually went over to my brother’s pack since I would be able to see the sexy beta.

I made some breakfast for myself before going out for the day. I stopped by to drink some coffee at a coffee stand shop.

I walked in to meet the coffee seller.

“Good morning, ma’am. Welcome to the Flavorful Coffee Stand. What can we offer you?” she asked, smiling.

I smiled back at her. “I need a cup of Americano,” I stated as I took my seat.

Alpha King Miller.

I was out in town with my beta and Chris. When we arrived near a coffee shop, I felt my Lycan stir, trying to come forward.

“What has gotten into you, demon?” I asked my Lycan wolf. He did not bother to reply to me. He was just anxious. I could feel it.

“Are you alright, alpha?” my beta asked. He seemed to notice me.

“It’s nothing. Everything is alright,” I replied. I pretended to be okay as my Lycan fought to take control of my body.

“What the hell is wrong with you, demon?” I roared through the mind link. I was still worried about him when the smell hit me. I smelled the most intoxicating, alluring scent.

My wolf, Demon, howled and shook his tail in happiness.

“Mate,” he growled. s**t, he uttered the most annoying thing. The word “mate” was a poisonous word to my ear.

I looked around to search for the so-called mate, but I couldn’t see her. I couldn’t find anyone. The alluring scent got stronger and stronger. It smelled like vanilla and strawberries. Her scent made me drool. Inside the seductive aroma, I allowed myself to drool as I couldn’t control myself. She had this effect on me even when I had not seen her. She must die. I couldn’t allow her to destroy me. She was making my Lycan go against me.

My beta and Chris continued to stare at me questionably as I kept searching for her. My eyes fell on a very beautiful girl. I instantly knew she was the one. That was her. She was more beautiful than I expected her to be. My mate. I kept staring at her.

She was very tall and had delicate skin and very long hair that was pulled into a messy bun. She had a killer body. She was beautiful enough to captivate any guy. A growl vibrated from my chest when I noticed what she was putting on. It was a very short bum, showing her long, milky white legs. She was dressed in a crop top, showing off her gorgeous belly. I kept staring at her, hoping she would notice my hot gaze. She was a wolf. I could smell her.

“Mate! Mine,” I growled. I must claim what was mine. I must have her. I stood up and was about to walk inside to meet her when Chris suddenly distracted me.

“Alpha King, where are you going?” he questioned.

“And where did I tell you I was going?” I let out a dangerous warning. I ignored him and my eyes went back to where she was sitting. I was shocked when she was no longer there. She had suddenly vanished. Where was she? I ran after my mate. I kept sniffing the air to catch her fragrance, but she was gone. She vanished without a trace.

“What are you doing, alpha king?” Chris questioned, as they kept gazing at me, startled by my actions.

“I saw my mate just now,” I told them as I desperately searched my surroundings for her.

“Wait, your what?” they asked. “I remember you telling us that you don’t need a mate or queen. You never want one. I think Tina and the other whores are enough for you.” They mocked me, and they tried to hide their ridiculing faces from me.

They were mocking me, I knew.

“I never wanted her. My Lycan wanted her, not me, but I couldn’t believe she was so extremely outstanding, beautiful, and hot,” I told them.

“Oh,” they both murmured, mocking me again. “We see that it’s your Lycan that keeps searching for her, and not you.” I ignored them and asked them to get into the car.

Our entire drive back was not easy, as my Lycan couldn’t seem to settle down. All he wanted was to find his mate and claim her since he never agreed with me keeping or f*****g my whores. He only wanted his mate.

“Settle down, demon,” I snapped at him, “or I will reject her,” I snarled. The thought of rejecting her caused a stabbing pain in my chest.

How could she have such an effect on me already, since I had not spoken to her yet? I needed to reject her or kill her.

My Lycan growled, “I dare you to reject or kill her, and you are going to lose me forever as well.”

“Wow! Have you forsaken me for her? It’s okay, it’s okay. I will keep her for your sake,” I assured my Lycan, before shoving him away. What the f**k? He was so irritating. Our drive finally came to a stop as we reached our destination, “my kingdom.”

Today had been a stressful day for me. I lost my mate and my Lycan kept nagging me to look for her. I walked inside my bathroom. I stripped my clothes off me and walked into the hot shower. The water felt so good on my skin as I relaxed. When I was through with my bath, I walked out of the bathroom, only to find Sarah standing there. She watched me like I was her prey.

Sarah was one of my bedmates. She was my favorite w***e.

“Don’t you know how to knock?!” I asked her.

“Ahh, come on, baby, it’s not like it’s my first time seeing you naked,” she purred, trying to be seductive.

She irritated me, but I had no choice since I used her for my pleasure. She was just a w***e I used. And she was also not the only one I f****d.

I walked up to her to get what I wanted. My Lycan rejected me. “No,” he growled. I tried pushing him back, but he refused. Our mate would be here soon. Don’t mess around sleeping with all these cheap bitches again. “She’s going to hate us if she finds out,” he growled again.

“It’s enough for today. Don’t start with this mate thing, demon,” I warned, trying to push him back again.

I walked over to where Sarah was standing. I could smell her scent. It was so disgusting.

“Baby, I missed you,” she purred as she started stripping herself.

Her hands moved over my body as she pressed her naked body against me. Well, I needed a woman that I did not feel any attachment to, and she and the other she-wolves and Lycans gave me just what I wanted. I was a Lycan and also a man. I needed to always enjoy myself.

I needed someone to quench my lust, and they gave me just what I wanted. They gave me the pleasure I desired. I vowed never to think about that weak wolf who had been my mate again. I let her suck on my rod, sinking into the pleasure she was giving me.

“s**t,” I growled as her mouth gave me all the pleasure I needed right now.

I clutched her head tightly as I began to deep throat her just to have my own release. She began to cry pitifully.