Dc Comics Lynx Novels & Stories

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.

He looked shocked. Lyne was walking on all fours and it felt painful at first but with each step, she took she began to feel powerful. "My name is Lyne and I am the Luna, daughter of Tara and Styx, Alpha of the only powerful Wolf clan. Partner to the King Zeidan. Leave this territory or we will surely do this the hard way." The Werecats were terrified of Wolves and their Alpha, the almighty Styx. This white powerful Wolf is his daughter. They scurried away and Zeidan looked at her eyes widened.

People called him the Untouchable king, because for the past twenty -five years no has been able to survive his touch. An ancient curse running through his blood, a curse which turns everyone into stone with just a touch. Forcing Kael Draven to rule his kingdom from behind black leather gloves, he lived with a crown and a curse with a lonely heart. Seraphina Vale never believed the terrifying stories until one careless accident changes everything. When she mistakenly grabs the king bare hands. The world holds its breath. But she didn’t turn to stone.

I wished to vanish before the Lycan could move closer. The Lycan, on the other hand, remained where he was. The presence of his devilish beauty turned the gory sight into an exhibition of his wicked ability. In his hands were two pastel boxes, and floating beside him was a long, slim, silver sword, dripping with a slice of Seraphina’s blood.

His voice was cold and authoritative. My heart pounded in fear. Zayn. He had been away for two months, dealing with rebellion in the homestead. His reputation preceded him—a ruthless warrior, feared for his cold-blooded nature. And now that I’d been accused of poisoning his sister, he was surely here to kill me. Terror surged through me. I wasn’t strong enough to fight him. Zayn was the pack’s fiercest warrior, far more dangerous than his father. The thought of facing him was unbearable. Desperation took over. If someone was going to take my life, it would be me.

Such a weakling. I did not interrupt the men who were going in search of the witch. I needed them to lead me to exactly where she was because I was sure that Damien would be there too, as I could feel the scent getting stronger. Finally, without realizing, I looked up and saw Damien in front of me, but he seemed very distracted, searching for something else. I wasted no time and changed into my Lycon form, pouncing upon him with my claws, ready to cause severe damage. Damien became alert and fell to the ground, trying to push me off his back.

If someone were to walk in they’d see the way he pinned me to the wall, our chests heaving in tandem, and would likely assume the worst. I sucked in a ragged breath as he removed his hand, only the air was thick with his scent. It rushed right to my head, coaxing a whine from my lips that I barely managed to smother in time. Lycans were a vicious, brutal race. I knew that as well as I knew my own name, yet nothing could’ve prepared me for the half-brothers from hell. The blast should’ve broken your spine. Ryker’s eyes were dark with rage, yet I thought I saw something within them falter. It lasted but a split second, a fraction of a moment.

“I need you to stay with me, unless I say differently. Do you understand?” “Uh huh.” I mumble Alpha Knox makes his way over to us, “Seen anything?” “No.” “Are you sure?” “Yes,” Linc growls. His eyes suddenly look deep into the forest. “Fucking Rogues.” “Rogues? Rogue what?” “Lycans!” Alpha Knox growls as yellow eyed Lycans begin stepping out of the forest.

he replied, as he began scanning my mind, waiting for my response. I couldn't hide it. “They’re looking for me,” I said quietly. Across the room, Lynx had already stood up. His expression had completely changed. The relaxed look from earlier had vanished, replaced with something darker… more dangerous. Lynx became furious; he would tear apart anyone who tried to threaten or endanger me. I could see how deep and far he could go for his love for me. His anger alone could destroy a city. His Alpha aura filled the room. “Tell me exactly what Selin said,” he demanded.

“Have they been hiding their true nature from you all this time?” “I... I don’t understand.” “Some are bitten. They change later. Hybrids. Half human. Half beast. But you... you were born this way. You’re a Pureblood. A true Lycan. And your ichor, your blood, carries traits of a lineage I don’t even recognize. That intrigues me. Fascinates me. I thought I’d seen everything. But you… you’re different.” Everything around me started spinning. The forest, the sky, the leaves, all of it whirled. My stomach turned, my feet lost the ground. I felt like I was about to fall. To faint. To vanish inside myself.