Aaron Lycan Fanart Novels & Stories

Lycan Cross said Wow! That's robust. Alpha Saga said Dude, I thought you said you can't love any woman apart from the woman the Moon goddess will give you. Alpha Bryan asked Well, I won't deny that I didn't say that but right now I take back my words because that girl isn't just beautiful but she is not also like the pretentious girls we have now. Also, she is the best friend of our friend Uriel and you all know how Uriel is. “Omo Guy! This Lycan did fall right deep for that Neo ei sister.” Alpha Saga said.

Looking at the screen, I was both fascinated and amazed. “What is a pocket dimension?” I asked, no one in particular. And how did they disappear… but we can still see them on a screen? All these thoughts and questions ran through my head, but I couldn’t get any answers. But that didn’t stop me from watching. On the screen, I first saw a Lycan lord in a place that looked like a garden. He had silver hair that flowed down his shoulders to his back, and eyes like amber, with a jawline females would kill for.

“My baby… you’re so strong. Stronger than any of us could have imagined. But you’re still just a child. If this gets out… if anyone discovers what you truly are…” Matthias stepped forward, his large hands trembling slightly as he reached out to touch his daughter’s silvery fur. “You’re the strongest of us all. A Lycan Soother blessed by the Moon Goddess. But that also makes you the biggest target. The Blacklores, the High Council… they would stop at nothing if they knew.” Liliana looked up at them, her silver eyes steady. “That’s why I’ve been careful. That’s why I built everything in the shadows. But I can’t hide it from you anymore.”

He came to stand over me, looking down at my weakening body, excitedly. 'Well, well, my pretty little wolf, who are you? Methinks, looking at your size and rare colour, that you are a very special little wolf. You are a Lycan too, and probably somebody's Luna. You are too powerful to be an ordinary wolf, which means he'll come looking for you, and I'll bet he's something special too.' Then he reached out wth his grimy, blood-soaked hand and petted me like a domestic dog. I tried to react, tried to bite that evil fucking hand off, but the drug held me still as he stroked my silky fur.

He’s a forced to be reckoned with and a threat I won’t take lightly. “Not weak but the maths doesn’t add up. If I support you, then we all outnumber him. And if he is removed, if he is killed, I want equal split on his lands.” “Fine.” Aeron says. “What else?” I ask because I can see he’s itching for more than just that. “Your mate can produce Lycans.” He says leaning forward, his eyes gleaming and suddenly all my hackles are up, and my Wolf is threatening to come out. “I want a treaty between us. One of your Lycan pups will mate with one of mine.”

“And here I was thinking I was crazy.” “The thing is… falling for a powerful ancient Lycan does make you crazy. It’s chaotic. Messy. Sometimes painful. But at the end of that night, I felt safe in the arms of the most ruthless, powerful male in the world… listening to his heartbeat while he stroked my hair.” Arianna smiled softly, eyes distant with memory. Lylah smiled too. It was nice seeing Arianna like this. Genuinely happy. Even though there was still a storm beneath the surface, as long as that smile stayed, she’d support her no matter what.

Lucan asked me to help him attach an iron shield from his neck to the spine. This shield is big and attached to the skin because it has magnets attached to his skin and if he turns into a Lycan it will look small and line up his spine. I kissed his shoulder when everything was installed perfectly.

"Look at him. So alert already." "Lycan blood," Lyra says. She stands beside Araya, her expression thoughtful. "He'll develop faster than normal pups. Stronger. Smarter." Araya's chest tightens with pride and fear. "Will he be safe? When he gets older, when people see what he is?" "We'll keep him safe," Ronan says firmly. He moves to stand behind Araya, his presence solid and reassuring. "No one will touch him." Araya leans back slightly, letting herself rest against Ronan's chest. He wraps one arm around her shoulders carefully, mindful of Lucian in her arms.

"If you have one, I'd love to hear it." He was quiet for a moment. Then he looked up. "Become acting Lycan King." I blinked. For a second I thought I'd misheard him. "What?" "You heard me." I stared at him. "Aaron, that's ridiculous." "No, it isn't." "Yes, it is." I pushed away from the table and stood. The suggestion was so absurd that I didn't even know where to begin. "I'm not a Lycan." Aaron shrugged. "Neither was Ryan when people first started following him."

" I like to ride," " Brilliant," he winked. They all groaned and pulled disgusted faces. I laughed. Aerys shifted into a mighty dark grey lycan. It towered over me. My breath caught in my chest. I approached it and let my fingers roam over his soft coat. The huge lycan licked my face, and I frowned. That was too much saliva. He couched on his stomach, and I got on his back with the help of Coen. " Hiya!"