Being The Lycan Queen, Claiming By The Alpha Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Please, let me try. If there’s even a chance I can save Elliot, why wouldn’t you let me?” Alpha Mason’s eyes narrowed, and he took a step closer. His presence was overwhelming. “Do you have any idea what kind of man the Lycan King is? He's ruthless. He doesn’t help people. He destroys them. If you go anywhere near him, he’ll kill you before you can even speak.” “I don’t care, Alpha. I’ll take that risk. I’ll do whatever it takes.” Alpha Mason stared at me for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Then he laughed—a cold, mocking sound that made my skin crawl.

"Guys, I need you to remain calm. Got it?" "What do you mean?" Leah demanded, immediately catching on to my panic. "What's going on, Thia?" "There's a lycan." I said slowly, still trying to get my thoughts together. "But it isn't a member of our pack and it looks like it may be rogue." "WHAT?" Leah hissed, suddenly jumping up and causing the lift to shake. "Could you sit down?" I hissed, grabbing Leah's arm. "Freaking out isn't going to do anyone any good."

He looks like war and temptation decided to make a child together. But it’s his eyes that stop me cold. Goddess, his sharp eyes are violet, burning with authority. There’s only one bloodline in existence with that color. The Royal Lycans. Nikola’s voice trembles inside me. “Mate.” For the first time in the past four years I've been a rogue, I don’t know what the hell to say. The word knocks the air from my lungs. For the first time in four years of running, I can’t think. I can’t breathe.

The feeling of pride washes over me as I say, “That’s right, Alice. I’m one of her mates, just like Peter and Parker.” I watch as she sighs and a look of disappointment crosses her beautiful face as she says, “That’s a shame. I already thought the queen was so lucky to have the two most coveted alphas in our world, but it also turns out that she also owns the most coveted beta in the Lycan society.” Without being able to help it, I feel my face getting hot. She laughs and says, “and besides, the beta is so humble that he blushes when he hears a compliment.”

Nash informed. “What is happening?” the voice asked. “I did what you asked, now touch me and let me touch you,” the man growled. “I will be anything for you, Luna…” “Sure, I will touch you, after all, a promise is a promise, but I didn’t promise where I will touch you,” I spoke as I walked up to him, “And I am not Luna…” I growled as I extended my claws and pressed them right where he was pushing a blade on my mate’s throat. “I am a Queen… I am the Alpha Queen…”

Which I almost believe with how he gags around humans. Draco, is my wolf. Though not just any wolf. He's the Lycan King. Both of us in reign of the kingdom of Leaden. I came here with business, but as always I was just disappointed. But as the king I'm required to do all these things, even when they sometimes just want me to bite my own head off.

"And Cheryl?" "Your sister is currently begging my guards for mercy, claiming she was manipulated," Dmitry said softly, his expression turning serious. "But she will face the same judgment. No one escapes the law of the Crown, especially when it comes to the treasonous abuse of a royal lineage." Natalia set the glass down, looking up at him. "You keep saying that. A Lycan Queen. I was born an Omega in a regular werewolf pack. My wolf didn't even show herself until Jaxon rejected me. How is this possible?"

“Look at me. Please—” Selene’s laugh cut through the air like glass breaking. Sharp, mean, and cruel. Her voice carried so everyone could hear. “Pathetic,” she spat. She leaned into him, loud and sure. “You thought he would choose you? Poor little Lena.” Her words were pitiful, I didn't like that. My wolf growled inside me, fierce and wild, but I couldn’t breathe. My throat felt locked. Elder Korr’s voice boomed, shaking the walls. “The Alpha has chosen.”

I asked, confusion etched on my face. “I'm very sure you are aware of the peace alliance with the Lycan king and other packs in this region?” he began. The Lycan king? He was not only a ruler of all the packs around but a tyrant. The devil himself. His name alone wreaked terror in the heart of all Alphas. It was rumored that his cruelty knew no bounds. And I'm well aware of the peace alliance in which all other Alphas agreed to send their daughters to the Lycan king as his concubines to stop them from betraying him.

The Alpha tried to shake himself free as the realisation that I really was the Lycan Queen hit him. I knew that I should stop, but now my Lycan had taken over, and her bloodlust was so high there could be no stopping her. I killed the Alpha, not releasing his body until it was limp, then, after giving it a final shake, I dropped his body onto the floor. I lifted my head and howled my triumph to the night sky, my jaws covered in the dead Alpha’s blood.