Mated To The Lycan Brothers by Lady k

“If you want to live. Shut it!” He growled as he pulled me closer to him. 

“You! You!” I cried as I looked into his eyes. He tilted his head. 

My heart throbbed as he stood closer to where I was standing. 

Zara’s POV 

“Let me go!” I cried as he placed his hand on my mouth and he looked into my eyes. 

Why was my heart throbbing just being so close to him? 

“You!” I shouted, but it came out mufled. 

He spun me around, pinning me against the wall, my hands above my head and his other hand on my mouth. 

“Paris?” I called to my wolf, but she 

chickened out. 

matter what. 

I have never known her to be someone who doesn’t put up a fight, no matter 

“What do you want please let me go!” I cried as he pushed himself towards me. 

We heard footsteps approaching as he brought his face to mine, protecting me as I groaned, and trying to fight him off 

“Fuck off!” I growled, 

“Your Highness!” The men who were approaching stopped in their tracks as I swallowed hard. 

“Your highness!” My eyes widened as I thought about the trouble I was in. 

As I know, the Lycan pack has four brothers, Micah, Mateo, Leonardo and Théoden. Which one is he? 

Green eyes, Dirty Blonde shoulder length hair? With a strong jawline! He must be the youngest among the brothers. 

His lips turned up into a smile, amusement on his face 

Theoden 

I have heard about how the brothers look like but could never meet them in person or seen any picture of them. 

She’s mine,” the Lycan prince growled and people who had come left without saying anything. 

“Let go of me I growled. 

“Feisty… Hm. I Hike,” He whispered, kissing my neck as I pushed him off me. This wasn’t how I imagined my first time. 

Using my knee between his legs, I used all the strength in me as 1 kicked him in his nuts. 

“Fuck!” He growled, letting go of my hands as I pushed him off me. I punched him once and made a run for it. 

He grabbed me by my ankle, causing me to fall to the ground. I spun around, kicking him off me, and he let go of me 

Picking myself up. I gathered my things before running as fast as my feet could carry me. 

Needed to get the fuck out of here, no matter what. But how would I do it? All I know is how to read a menu and make budgets. 

Oh god! I should have gone for training. I complained as I navigated through the back alleys. 

What kind of bad luck was this? Having to be rejected to find myself in a place where a Lycan was trying to take over! 

I stopped by the corner, taking a deep breath as I held on tight to my chest, taking a second to breathe. 

“Please, let’s just go back,” Skye pleaded with me, but I was determined to leave those traitors. 

How could my family betray me like that? They knew and let me walk down that stupid aisle without thinking about my feelings. 

“No. We have to find a way,” Paris retorted. 

“Oh, nice of you to join us Paris.” I sarcastically said after she resurfaced. 

“Always disappearing when we need you,” Skye retorted, sounding pissed as I looked around, thinking of a way to run. 

“Enough! It’s fucking draining to deal with the two of you on top of me running,” I snapped, holding on tight 

it to my bag. 

I just needed a minute to think for myself. 

“Let’s go,” I said before making a run for one car just before I could reach where I was running. 

Someone lunged at me again, as we both rolled down on the road and I groaned. 

“Let me go I ordered, trying to fight the person off, but he was strong for me as he grabbed me by my 

“Finally got you!” “The man from earlier seemed like he had achieved something great when he said that 

hale. 

“Get off me!” I tried to push him off me but he held on to me as he got to his feet, twisting my arm behind as I groaned, trying to fight him off. 

“Your Highness!” Some men rushed towards us as I swallowed hard. 

I was a captive 

Fucki 

“Take her! She’s coming with me,” He said, pushing me against three bulked–up men all dressed in just shorts, while covered in blood, 

“Careful. She can be feisty,” he smirked before heading off as I tried to free myself from the men who were holding me tight. 

“Fuck!” I groaned as the two men chuckled. 

“Save your energy. You have a long way home,” he said to me as they grabbed chains, tying my hands together as I winced in pain. “Fucking Silver? Really?” I turned to look at them and he shrugged his shoulders before dragging me to the truck, which had all the captives, and they threw me inside. 

1 landed on my butt after he pushed me inside and they all laughed like this was some joke. 

“We can roll!” One of them shouted after hitting the truck as I looked at all the people they had just taken as slaves. 

I can’t possibly live as a slave. Wasn’t built for this kind of life. 

I was used to that soft life and now being taken as a slave? 

I don’t know how I ended up sleeping, but all I remember is Skye trying to wake us up. 

“We are here!” Skye announced as I groaned, waking up in the prison. They held all the captives together. 

I looked around and found a pair of mother and daughter beside me, with the daughter having a fever. 

“She will be fine,” I said to the woman who held on to her child with tears in her eyes. 

“Out. All of you!” A man with tattoos all over his neck shouted from outside of the prison. 

I stood as I looked at him, long hair falling to his shoulders. Muscles rippled through his vest as I sighed heavily. 

“I said out!” He growled as all of them jumped out of the prison one after another, some of them almost stepping on the woman who was holding on tight to a little girl. 

“Here, let me help you,” I offered, trying to help her up. 

“Her fever is high,” she said, her voice breaking as I looked at everyone who was jumping out of the truck. 

“Hey!” I shouted as I pushed one captive aside. 

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” the man asked me as I swallowed hard, looking into his eyes and holding the child’s hand. 

“Nothing! She has a fever, I explained to him as he growled, titling his head while his eyes flickered. 

o the truck as I tried to push them off the kid. 

n into 

“Then she’s useless to us. Take the child!” He ordered one of his men, who climbed up 

“She’s a child.” I protested as I shielded the mother and the child away from the man who was about to take them. 

“Step aside,” he ordered as I shook my head, standing my ground before he grabbed the hand of the mother, pushing me aside as I fell to the ground. 

“No! Not” I cried, chasing after him after jumping out of the truck. I heard a gasp as I tried to go through the bulky man with the long hair. 

“Zara, do you smell that?” Skye asked me, but I didn’t have time for her right now. 

“Not now Skyel” I retorted, trying to fight off the man. 

0 

“What’s the fuss about!” A deep, calm voice came as I felt Skye getting uneasy and pacing around. 

She was excited as I turned my head toward the hill. She yelped in excited as my heart raced just hearing the man’s voice 

Jasmine and sandalwood scent hit my nostrils as I lifted my head, looking at the man approaching- 

My chest was heaving and my heart throbbing. I felt this about four years ago when I found out Ian was my mate. 

“Mate” My lips twitched as tears filled my 

“Let go of them!” The man said as I swallowed hard, watching him walk towards us, Wind blew through his shoulder–length raven–black hair, muscles rippled through his t–shirt and his jeans fit him so tight. 

“Mine,” he whispered as he approached where I was standing. The 

I was terrified. 

“There’s another scent” Paris resurfaced just at the perfect moment as my head snapped towards the balcony and I noticed a figure standing there 

I couldn’t see because of the sun. 

“Mate.” Paris muttered under her breath as I gulped down the lump that formed in my throat. I looked to the balcony, then to the man who just admitted he was my mate. 

Two mates? Oh, my god. 

Several minutes later, 

“Mine” those words kept ringing in my head after I was offered me in the living room 

from the prison by my newly found mate and I settled down on the chair that he 

He poured a glass of water for me and placed it on the side table for me, his gaze on me 

“The child?” I asked, curious to know what they have done with her 

I know weak people don’t survive in the Lycan pack. I have heard all these stories of how people have lost their lives just by not being able to lift plank 

“She’s fine. I asked for them to take her a doctor,” He said monotone to me as I parsed my lips tighter, looking around the living room 

It had a medieval touch to it with all the ancient furniture, which I think now should be in a museum or something, dark red curtains and wooden 

floors. 

Who still has wooden floors in their homes? It seemed so ancient form the foyer to the living room 

There was an awkward silence as he looked into my eyes, from head to toe as I played with my fingers, fighting the urge to bite my nails. 

“Say something.” Skye insisted. 

“No! I say we look for the other one,” Paris retorted and once again they went on arguing about what I should do, as if they were the only two people who should make a decision, 

“What rank are you?” He asked me as I swallowed hard, shaking my head as he inhaled sharply. 

“Listen-” 

“I asked what rank you are.” He cut me short 

“Omega” 

He lets out a low growl as if his disappointed. But who wouldn’t be disappointed? He is a freaking Lycan prince while I am just someone who has lived as an omega since I was fourteen. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Form which pack?” He asked 

ed me, curiosity in his eyes. 

My heart raced as I stared at him, but I couldn’t read his mind or what he was thinking 

“Just tell him who we are already!” Skye barked as I closed my eyes 

Why on earth was he asking me such questions? What did he want to know from met 

3:00 PM 

“My name is Zara Owens. If you are going to reject me, at least you should know my name,” I said in a dry tone. 

‘Little wolf. You must be mistaken. I do not plan on rejecting you” He retorted, walking towards me as I furrowed my eyebrows, confused by what he just said. 

“You won’t?” 

“No, litle wolf” His lips turned up into a smile as I swallowed hard, looking into his eyes, wondering why he wasn’t going to reject me. 

“I was just shocked. I didn’t think I would ever have to meet my y mate,” he said, rubbing his hands together as 1 closed my eyes, listening to the two wolves in my head argue. 

Then fucking reject him so we can find my mate,” Paris hissed in the back of my head as I sighed heavily, lowering my head. 

“Is everything okay?” He asked, with a look of concern on his face as he came closer to where I was sitting. 

“I need to tell you something,” I said to him as he put his hands in his pockets, waiting for what I had to say to him, 

Shaking my head as I faked a smile. 

My emotions right now were all over the place. 

“What is it, little wolf?” He said, coming closer to where I was as he held both of my hands. My voice shuddered as 1 looked into his eyes. 

I felt lighting jolts in my body, sparks on my hand as I looked in his eyes…. 

“The man… I have…” I was about to say when someone let out a low growl, making us turn to the man who just walked into the room. 

How long has he been standing by the door? 

Black hair, a quiff haircut, hazel eyes, commanding aura and a well–chiselled jawline, about 6’5 feet tall and a scar on the neck. 

He must be the Lycan king! 

My heart raced as my eyes 

y eyes met with the most beautiful greenish–grey eyes. He was in a black suit and white shirt with a few buttons left open, standing at over 6.3 feet 

His short hair was combed back, hands in his pockets as I exhaled heavily 

“Yes!” Paris exclaimed as she saw him. 

• I could feel a rejection coming as I looked at the man who had just walked in. In just 72 hours, my life e was a rollercoaster. 

Was he going to reject me? I hope not. I would hate to see Paris being broken after being rejected. 

Yes. This man who just walked into the room was Paris’s mate