All Chapters of The Lycan King's Curse: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CENTURIES LATER LYRA POVThe moon illuminated the night sky, bathing the outskirts of Blackwood in a pale glow. The place that had once been my home. A peaceful haven for werewolves, but now it was a battlefield of endless wars. The war between the clans had destroyed the tranquillity of our town, and I could hear the feral growls echoing through the air, a sharp reminder of the violence that plagued us.Anxiety thrummed in my veins as I skulked through the darkness and atop a cliff, I perched myself overlooking the battlefield below. My name is Lyra, but I am also known as Moonshadow, a name I earned through years of training learning to be silent and unseen like a phantasm, setting traps with the moonlight at my back, planning out strategic manoeuvres that would take our enemies by surprise. I am a small wolf, and my small stature is no match for the beasts that surrounded me. I had to work to hone my skills in the art of elusiveness, swiftness and cunning to keep us safe.I, the

I crept through the camp, my senses alert, and my movements precise. I knew I had to be careful in my every step, aware that every move I made was watched and scrutinized. As Alpha of the pack, I had always led with a different strategy - setting traps, using stealth, and deploying tactical manoeuvres - but some of the troops questioned my abilities.I came to a sudden halt as I heard voices coming from one of the guard posts. I listened intently as snippets of conversation carried through the breeze."She's too weak," one soldier muttered. "How can she lead us in battle against the enemy? we’ve already lost so many troops, many with severe injuries.""Does she even know what she's doing?" questioned another. "We need a strong leader, not someone who's going to get us all killed. It would have been better if it were her that died instead of her brother, at least then we would have had a strong leader.”My throat tightened and tears pricked at my eyes, but I kept walking silently throu

I trembled before the cursed Lycan King, his fiery demeanour threatening to consume me in a wave of anger and resentment. His contemptuous expression conveyed clear disdain, his eyes narrowing into a menacing glare as the curse compelled him to obey my every command regardless of his initial resistance. Every breath he took was filled with fury and frustration, his nostrils flaring with an intensity that I could almost feel emanating from his body.“You dare summon me, a powerless werewolf? he bellowed with contempt, his voice a raging inferno. "I am the cursed Lycan King, feared and revered by all. You should be grovelling at my feet, but instead you summon me to do your bidding. You are just a flea that I can crushed beneath my boot.” His words were dripping with venomous loathing, and his presence seemed to weigh down on me like an unyielding force of nature. The ferocity of his glare was paralyzing, as he stared at me with unrelenting abhorrence. His entire bearing radiated powe

FENRIR POVThe scent of defeat permeated the dense forest as I disappeared into its depths, my furious strides propelling me forward with unstoppable force. Each step echoed my simmering rage, fuelling the fire burning within me. How could they have a Lycan on their side? The very thought ignited a growl deep within my chest, a primal expression of frustration and disbelief.Failure tasted bitter on my tongue, a reminder of the setback I had encountered. But this retreat, this momentary disappearance, was not a sign of weakness. It was a strategic pause, a chance to regroup and gather the storm of fury that raged within me. The taste of defeat gnawed at my consciousness, taunting me with its unwelcome presence. But I refused to succumb to it. Instead, I channelled that defeat into a powerful resolve, an unyielding determination to unleash my true fury upon those who dared challenge me.I raced through the forest, the once-familiar landscape was now draped in an otherworldly aura, cloa

As Maya Alex and I approach the commotion I can sense the charged atmosphere that hangs in the air. I glance at Asher, whose calm demeanour stands in stark contrast to the tension radiating from the other. His voice steady as he tries to diffuse the situation, his words laced with sincerity and understanding " Please, everyone, let’s give Lucian a chance to explain. He's not our enemy. In fact, he helped us in the battle," Asher says, his gaze shifting from one pack member to another.Some of the pack members exchange glances, their expressions softening slightly, but there is still a palpable undercurrent of mistrust. I step forward, my voice firm yet filled with empathy, hoping to ease their concerns. "I brought Lucian here because I believe he can help us. He's been through a lot, and I trust him," I say, my eyes meeting each pack member's gaze.The tension in the air thickens and Maya, Alex and I exchange glances our eyes reflecting a shared understanding, silently communicating t