Claimed By The Lycan King: The Lykoudis Legacy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was Cyrus, by his side was Ethan trying to shut him up. Why was he interfering? Was this any of his business? "She's a descendant of the Ki'den." The king put in. The statement made me shoot my head back to the Lykan king. The Lykan king knew who I was, he knew who I was. "She was bestowed to another, my King, a mate to an Alpha." Cyrus added. The Lykan king's face snapped to Cyrus. "What do you mean!" Liam stepped forward, eying Cyrus from the corner of his eyes. "He meant nothing, my king."

The dawn was just breaking over the Blackstone Pack’s grounds, casting long shadows across the assembled crowd in the courtyard. The elders of the Lycan Council, each draped in ceremonial robes that bore the insignia of their rank, stood alongside King Alaric. The Lycan King’s presence alone cast an aura of solemn authority, his silver gaze steely and unyielding. Kane stood by his father’s side, his own expression unreadable yet tense, his protective stance making it clear that his support lay with Lyra.

“You do know there’s almost no way to stop a Lycan king right, Adelaide? Lycan kings are as rare as….. The rarest thing in these lands. They don’t pop up every year and Lyros doesn’t have an heir yet. He is the first of his kind to surface in the Northern Kingdoms and he elevated his family to a place of Kings and Queens. He may be evil, but he’s adored by many and they will not like to hear that something was abducted from their king.” I nod. I hadn’t really considered that. That people are willing to do things for Lyros sounds like a lie to me. I assumed he just forced everyone into doing his wishes.

he started, voice breaking, hot with anger, and protectiveness. Jesse’s gaze cut him off. “Both of you…. Bow down.” Immediately… both of them dropped, trembling, and shaking. I could hear their hearts pounding in my ears. And then… He snapped his fingers. And his violet eyes immediately became pure silver. Those eyes! This color of eyes only… Only belonged to the Lycan King. I froze. My mouth went dry. Ryan and Aria shook violently. “You! Y-Your… Majesty…” they stammered.

"That is dangerous. Is that not the abode of the witch who infiltrated the castle without triggering any alarms until she was gone? She is dangerous, and it would be foolish to go to the lioness's den." I looked at him, my resolve unshakable. "A king's duty is to protect his people, to stand in the face of danger, and to lead with courage. But above all, a king never abandons his queen." Hearing this, the Deltas looked at each other, then back at me. "Is that a royal declaration, Your Majesty?" one of them asked. "Yes," I replied, my voice filled with conviction. "My mate, Camille Dumont, is, as of this moment, the Queen of the Lycans. So let me ask you this question: Do the Lycans abandon o

"It's a pack where Rozen belongs. His father is the current King of the Lycan and he is the legitimate heir. However, his half-brother proclaimed himself to be the king of the lycans, declaring war to each pack if they will not give them support. Since the war decades ago, we believe that he's been turning humans into wolves to build an army." "You mean, there will be a war again?" I covered my mouth in shock. "Then, we are not safe. Where should we go---" "Klay, I hate to say this, but wherever you go. The illegitimate lycan king will follow you to get even with Rozen." She held my hand. "You are Rozen's mate and you are his weakness." "But, I rejected Rozen!" I said. "This shouldn't have h

No one knew of her, and everything on the night of her arrival had been kept under wraps, but I made sure to know who they were. Fredrick was desperate; his nails dug holes into his skin. He wanted to know who would have made her mother suffer so much. “Who were they? Who sent them?” he asked impatiently. Alpha Camfrey sighed, taking a shot of his vodka. “They were the men of the Lycan King.” Frederick felt everything within break. “The supreme leader of the realm?” he asked, his hands trembling at every word. “Yes... The one with no legitimate heir, the one who has crushed every rebellion and has taken the realm to greater heights, the one known for his ruthlessness and antagonizing methods

We overheard one of the alphas drunk kids at the party talking about how the lycan king is locked away, and that only the firstborn alphas and the alpha king have the maps to the location where he is locked away. Nobody at the party took the guy seriously, but you know what they say, a drunk man tells no lies. Many people say that the Lycan king is dead. There are many different stories about the Lycan King. Some of the stories say he was a good guy and others say he was this savage monster. It's so many different stories, so many wolves including myself who wasn't around durn the time of the lycan king think that he's only a legend and that most of the stories were made up to scare us as ki

It’s like when he has loyalty to offer, she, on the other hand, has nothing but disloyalty and betrayal on her skin. “You’re too old to know what’s right from wrong, Alora. I hope you put that in your mind sometimes.” But Alora wasn’t listening anymore. Her eyes were fixed on the wrestle between the Lycan king and the alpha. Which, fortunately, was leaning in towards the alpha’s victory. TheLycan king was on the ground now, Brayden holding him down. “Surrender your defeat, Lycan king!” – Brayden ordered with his claw raised up

“Even if this came to a contest, you’d lose. I’m the rightful son of the Lycan King and Queen.” He tilted his head. “Ah. There it is.” “You’re a bastard,” I said, the word tearing free before I could temper it. He didn’t flinch. “I am,” he agreed. “The eldest bastard of the Lycan King.” My fists clenched. “But blood still matters, Aldric,” he continued. “And birth order still matters. You don’t erase me just because the court pretended I didn’t exist.” “You had no claim!” “I had no protection,” he corrected. “There’s a difference.”