Am Lich Novels & Stories

They were usually always ambiguous, and it would be futile to ask for explanations. Still, I began thinking about it. I have a seal on me? Does it mean I actually have a wolf? But who would put a seal on me? And what about my true potential and destiny that she was talking about? Maybe she wasn't talking about me, I sighed at the thought when I heard the door being opened. Both Witch Lily and I turned to see who had entered the room. I recognized the man. Brown hair, brown eyes. He was the Alpha of the Crimson Blood Pack - Alpha Liam.

“The lycans came under-prepared this time.” “There’s a thing about lycans. They are far more intelligent and cunning than us. They are never under-prepared and if they are, they don’t attack,” I said. “And attacking a party with three of the strongest werewolf alphas? I don’t think lycans are that stupid.” Edith smiled, “you speak as though you are close to the lycans. As if you know everything about them.” “There’s a saying: keep your friends close and your enemies closer,” I said.

They were like words and the opposite for a long time, Because long ago after a war between the Lycans and the dark witches, many people considered all witches to be the same and mLycanscans hated both the white and dark witches. "Send my greetings to Alice and Liam also if you can get in touch with him. I'm not sure he knows how to use a phone, " Lilac said and ended the call after a few more words. She sighed deeply as she walked back to the room where Johnathan was. But just as she walked in, Lilac stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes growing wide... Why...why was he glowing? "

It declared. The Voice It did not echo. It did not shout. It simply was. “Lily.” The word pressed through reality like gravity. Not curiosity. Not invitation. Claim. Lucifer’s amber eyes ignited. “No.” The presence ignored her. “You are misaligned.” Lily swallowed. “Who are you?” The light intensified. “I am origin.” The word hit like a blade. Aeron’s breath left him sharply. Luke’s hand tightened on his sword as realization crawled up his spine.

My mouth tasted like ash, and I could still hear Ama’s voice echoing in my ears. “What did you see?” Lily asked, terrified. I didn’t answer immediately. My mind was still wrapping around the horror. Ama wasn’t just working with witches—she was becoming something else entirely. She was morphing into a creature of both blood and shadow. A hybrid queen—witch, wolf, and something else. “I saw the future,” I whispered. “I saw the war she’s bringing. She’s harnessing powers far beyond what we expected.” Lily’s face paled. “We need to tell Nathaniel.”

I clenched my hands to stop them from shaking. “What are you exactly?” I asked, for once staring at him in a new way. Supernatural beings existed like fairies, witches,wizards, mermaids, vampires, and werewolves, but what the hell was he? He smiled softly, scanning my face. “Zaliver, answer the damn question!” His chin lifted up. His jaw clenched, and his fierce blue eyes looked directly into mine. “Lycan,” he said forthright. My neck tilted to the side. Was this a joke? Lycans were a myth.

Scott took a breath, trying to calm himself. “I am the Lurvine, a family of supernatural guardians. I summon to fulfill my pact.” He waited. But nothing happened. “I am the Lurvine, a family of supernatural guardians. I summon to fulfill my pact.” He repeated it and waited again. But after a while, still nothing happened. Had he failed? “Ahh…” The wound on his hand stung. It seemed he had cut too deep. Scott held his injured hand, stared at it, and sighed. It was all in vain.

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She mutters weakly with her head nodding. " No it's Lycan " " I know. Lycan Thinker and Lycan Myth are both different. It's just s coincidence you have his face " Lycan was plunged into confusion at this. He was about to ask questions when Amelia look away, brushing off tears that had now formed in her eyes. " I should return home now. I bet they are many answers waiting for me " Instantly she get on her feet, heading towards the exit. " There is no place like woodland. Even if there is just wait till you recover. You can't fight off the bad guys with this your health "

The moment we found the train, I perceived that scent again, and this time, Amelia could not hold back any longer, “Bloody lycans!” she screamed out furiously. It was then that I realized that the scent I’d been curious about was lycans, the bloodthirsty beasts that I detest so much. I don’t know why I hate them so much, but I just do. She nearly lost control when she found out they were the ones who took Ameera. She looked even more furious than I was, and I wondered if she knew anything about them. Like, why the hell did they take her, what do they want with her when they are not even one of us, and their names were not mentioned in the prophecy either?