Alpha Maximus The Last Lycan Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Your father, the true Alpha King, isn’t happy that you’re an Alpha now despite his wishes. You weren’t ever going to ascend Lone Wolf, and having you here, it puts a stop to his plans.” “Is that so?” Justin snarled, uninterested in this banter. He petted my head, my forehead damp with a new sheen of sweat. “Well, my father can forget about coming after me. I am the Last Lycan. I am the Devil, and if he wants to challenge me, he can come and fight me directly.” “He’s not stupid enough to do something like that,” Scott bit. “He thought that mating with the virgin would take away your Lycan, but it made you stronger. So he wanted to use her against you, show your true colors, but that was thwa

This couldn’t be real. But it was. I was about to marry the Lycan King. - - - Alpha Damien Blackwood stood tall and still. His face was unreadable but very handsome, I wondered if he was real. I have never seen a man look this good. His eyes—dark and sharp held me in place. They were locked on me with a kind of intensity that made my skin prickle.

The fury inside me settled into a cold, dark promise. "You think you have won, Vivian?" I whispered, my eyes burning with a dangerous red light in the shadows. "You think those Lycan princes can protect you from me forever?" She knew my army, yes. But she had forgotten one important thing. I was still her first Alpha, and I knew how to hunt. If she wanted a real war of minds, I would give her one. I would mobilize every single male in the Voss alliance. I would burn the entire western forest to ash if I had to.

“No!” Scrambling to the door, I brought the gun up, unloading it at the lycan as it stood on the end of the bed, ready to attack. It screamed, turning on Me. This one was bigger. Bigger than the ones which had attacked in Vegas. Bigger than the one I had just killed in Othello’s room… From its blackened fur and larger stature, I knew it was an Alpha. Fuck. I backed up, breaking open the gun and shoved more bullets into it, before snapping it closed. I bought it up—

Carson stepped forward, to the fear of Maxwell. “I do not know where she is,” he said, as he tries to clamber out the other side of the bed. “Sit down,” Carson commanded. Maxwell had no choice. Although he was an Alpha, Carson was the Lycan Alpha, and his command could hold Maxwell. Maxwell had no choice but to sit back in bed.

If the war is lost, the balance of the supernatural realms are all in danger and will forever be unbalanced. Maximus’ lycan, Marcus went to attack Xander and his Beta went to attack Xavier. The war has begun. The huge lycan’s were fighting and snarling relentlessly. The grass beneath them turned red as the war raged on. The East Side “Kill them all”, roared Alpha Knight as he shifted into his dark brown Alpha wolf. The east side of the field had about two hundred rogues. The lycan and wolves all shifted and began tearing the rogues apart. There were about a hundred skilled pod members who fought alongside Alpha Knight. Some used their gifts and some just used their fighting skills.

I couldn't sleep a wink throughout my last night at the kingdom of Cessi. After Alexander told me he was a Lycan, I made it known to him that I didn't believe him. Lycans didn't have the ability to pause time. Although Lycans did have fast reflexes as attributed to Alexander, there were still a lot of blank questions that needed to be answered. Besides, the last living Lycans in existence were all killed with the aid of my father during the bloody coup. It couldn't be possible that Alexander was a Lycan.

Alex grinned and nodded, taking my hand. “Yes, that's her. The latest member of my family and my daughter. Hannah, these are the heads of the families that form the Lycans. They come from different parts of the world,” Alex said, and I nodded, my smile in place as I tried not to fidget under their gaze. “This is Martini. Alpha of the Crescent pack, the first, and most powerful pack. He is here with his four sons, and the charming woman beside him is Lady Annabelle, his Luna.”

"They are lesser in number, weaker in strength but if you ever go to their territory, you'll not find much difference. They too live like us. After all, they are lycans. We share the same culture and traditions." That made me realize that I might have met many more rogues in my life, thinking that they were normal lycans. There was no other way to identify them unless their eyes flashed red. Isabella leaned back on the couch, "Now to answer your question, some five hundred years ago, when Alpha Xander's father was the Lycan King of that time, it was Ryan's father who was his Beta." I frowned at that, "I thought it was Antonio." She shook her head in denial, "Antonio became Beta later on."

I released my full Alpha aura, and they looked down in submission. “What Witch Lily showed you all just now is the truth. I am the last Lycan in existence, and I’m going to take my revenge,” I told them in my Alpha tone. I could practically smell their fear after I said those words. They were afraid of Andre. “Andre has the Silver Moon Pack, and the Glowing Stone Pack behind him, but we also have allies. Alpha Lucas of the Spirit Shadow Pack will work with us, as does his mate, Alpha Colton of the Rogue.” I gestured to the two lovebirds who were holding hands behind me.