A Luna For The Lycan King Novels & Stories

Ayden said to her, looking at her very hatefully: I think I did not ask you to say anything, so it is better for you to remain silent, or you will put your head in one place and your body in another. Emilia started to go back in great horror until she reached a corner inside the cell and sat in it. When she saw Ayden coming out of the other cell and heading to his cell, looking at Caesar with a look that no one understood her, he approached Caesar and pulled him out of his clothes and said to him with a hiss like a snake: You can never You look at the girl who is my companion, or if you have any feelings for her, or I will kill you, she is Luna the Lycan, and she is the future queen of the k

Eros could see in the blonde's eyes that she already knows who he is, but he still says the word. "I am the Lycan King." A gasp escapes Ara's lips as her hands fly to her mouth in shock. She suspected him to be a Lycan, but their King. Her body begins to tremble as all the tales she has heard about the man before her strike her heart. Eros sighs inside when she sees the terror in the blonde eyes. Most emotions he commands in people, humans, and non-humans. He had hoped she would be different. But just like everyone, she fears him.

Malcolm didn’t interrupt. “When Ryan became Lycan King, she was certain he would choose her as his Luna, simce they had all been friends,” Lydia went on. “She had already imagined it - her place beside him, her power, everything that came with it. She bragged about it everywhere she went.” Her touch softened slightly. “I even remember asking him if he would like to have her as his Luna and he didn't seem opposed to it. But then he saw Sapphire once at a party. Next thing I know, he chose Sapphire.”

I hold on to that feeling, letting it warm me from the inside out. “I’m Archie Gray. Lycan King of the North.” My breath catches, and I feel my throat tightening. “Have rules for you.” He strides towards me, and I take steps back instinctively, almost hugging myself. “Never touch me unless I do it first. You are free to live however the fuck you want; you do not enter. Am I clear?” “You’re not the lycan king.” I blurt out. My heart is pounding hard against my chest. He looks like he is bored and would rather be anywhere else than here.

"I begged to disagree, Father. You know his reputation. We all know that since his mate died, he has become a cold-blooded lunatic. He's dangerous and I don't want to be with him!" We all looked at her, didn't she just overreact? Wouldn't it be better if she got closer to the king so that this pack would be even stronger? She's not taking advantage of everyone. I guess she just took advantage of me just to bully me. "Calm down, Stella. The King needs someone to bear his child, the next king of Lycans. If you'll be chosen to be the breeder, this pack will be stronger," that's what I'm telling.

The Lycan King, with his majestic presence, growled directly at Constantine with such intensity that everyone around him stepped back slightly. "Constantine, I assure everyone here that the Luna is not under Nocturnus’s control," said the Lycan King, his voice firm and authoritative. "The Moon Goddess chose the blind she-wolf for a reason. She sees beyond what we are capable of, the strength and purity within her that are necessary to guide us. The Blood Moon ritual is a test to confirm that and to strengthen our bond with the Goddess even further."

He said it keeps him fit. The man leans forward and says with a sly grin, “Well, you are from Liddicoat, so you still don’t know, but the Lycan king has been traveling for the past two years to search for his Lost Luna. You know, that plain-looking woman with massive magic and insane, god-like skills.” “What woman?” I ask, pretending not to know. “Luna Serra Lore-Dunkerson. Although, she’s Mage Serra now if she’s still alive. You might have difficulty earning the Lycan king’s love if he is still searching for his Lost Luna.”

My head snapped up, "What is that?" Emma looked at me. "Haven't you heard? The Lycan King is looking for his luna. Apparently, anyone can sign up!" she beamed at me. Then my eyes flashed to the TV as the same words of the moon goddess flooded my head. An opportunity... This is it!

Isra commented with ridicule in her tone, sounding calmer now than she did before. “It’s decided. After the Moon Dance, we’ll discuss in depth the formation of a royal court. And our First Lycan King…will be Idris Raed.” The hateful Lycan declared with an authoritative voice that broke no room for arguments. Raed Basil seemed to return to his senses at this moment. “Wait! Uzair Shuq…Idris can’t be the Lycan Leader! Einas…Einas…” He stuttered.

"First is having their King killed by a werewolf. Second is a werewolf being their King. And now you give them hope but take it away by demanding the oath of fealty.” I glared at him. "You have no say in the matter. Tread carefully, Rhazien." "You were never going to make him the King, were you?" "No," I said honestly. "You gave your word," Rhazien looked at Ava. I didn't like him dragging her into this. Before I could say anything, she spoke. "What do I know? I have been a Luna for all of two weeks. Nikolai knows best about all of these things." She shrugged, still going on with our little charade. "He made a decision and I stand by him."