Difference Between Werewolf And Lycan Novels & Stories

He frowned, and I could tell he felt bad for saying it, but it was the truth. Lycans turned into wolves, but they were bigger and could walk on their hind legs. Werewolves turned into the actual animal wolf. We were more primal in our wolf form. More animal. Lycan’s didn’t have a wolf personality talking in the back of their minds all the time. Whereas, we had an actual second personality running around.

“Look. They’re different monsters.” Everyone stared intently. Scott narrowed his eyes. Yes, they looked different. Lyall's Lycan was larger and had a mix of gray and black fur, while the Lycan in Scott's memory was jet black. "Carl, are there really other Lycans besides Lyall?" Darius asked. "I didn't even know this. According to legend, there's only one Lycan, and only the Lycaros family possesses it."

- she lets out "Kind of, he was my friend, a powerful friend. He was the alpha of a pack of wolves just like I am, just like you were going to be" She laughs and it breaks my heart "You want me to believe that my dad was a werewolf?" "No, he was a wolf, I don't like that term, we don't change when there's a full moon” – I pause and look at her – “we evolved from that and we change when we need to or when our wolf takeover" "And you are saying I am a wolf?" - She asks "yes you are, and we wolves have a bond when we find our mate, the love of our life, the person/ wolf we will love more than anything"- she looks at me blankly - "you are my mate" - I say

"What?" She smiled. "Werewolves are not like Lycans for a myriad of reasons. Chief among them is in their creation. Werewolves used to be vampires." She pointed at Lucian. "Specifically, one of three of the vampire brothers born to Dracula." Lucian set his jaw. "You research too much." "Nonsense," she said. "I don't understand," Grace said.

At least I hope, but he can’t really be trusted. I’ve heard the word Lycan before on a series of the scary movies I watched. They are like werewolves, but more powerful. Lycans don’t just shift on the night of the full moon, as the wolf who murdered my parents has shown to me time and time again. Werewolves are cursed to only change on the night of the full moon, while Lycans have more control of their wolf forms, and seem to be far more dangerous because of it. You only need to fear werewolves one night a month.

I grinned as I offered my hand out for her to shake. She giggled but didn’t place her hand in mine which frustrated me slightly. Shit, I needed more of her touch. “So, what’s a Lycan and is the Alpha the same in normal wolf packs?” She questioned. “A Lycan is almost the same as a werewolf… only a Lycan is stronger, has larger teeth, is much taller, has larger muscle mass and can stand up when shifted… and, we are much harder to kill.” “Much harder to kill!?” She interrupted as her mouth dropped open in shock.

He had high cheekbones and sharp solid features and was built solid, making me wonder if he was Lycan as well Lycans are different; they remained upright when they shifted and were more powerful, faster, and could turn someone into a Lycan; werewolves couldn't change people and weren't anywhere near their caliber. We were practically dogs compared to them, which is why Lycans rule over all of us. Werewolves like myself were half-human; Lycans are purebloods.

I was excited. “Uh,” He seemed flustered, “You believe me?’ “I’ll believe you when I’ll see it,” I urged him, “So, show me,” “Uh,” He licked his lips, he seemed somewhat hesitant, “Lycans have a different form than werewolves,” He spoke softly and he still looked confused, “You believe all this?” He frowned. “I will when you show me.” I smiled, “And I know,” I replied, “I looked it up on the internet,” My eyes didn’t stop shining and I was so excited my body felt restless, “Show me!!” I said again.

“Go on.” I fold my legs under me on the bed, fingers picking at a loose thread in the blanket. “What is it like… you know… being mated to a werewolf? With you being a Lycan and all?” Nyx’s gaze narrows just a fraction, but she does not call me out on the question. “It is… different,” she says slowly, as though she is weighing each word. “We have different instincts, different strengths. Sometimes, different ways of looking at the world. But the bond does not care about that. The bond is the same.”

Dee says with a sad sigh. “Can we talk about one other thing? It isn’t something seen among werewolf in many centuries, but something I observed happens, though infrequently among Lycans,” My mother interjects. I nod and she continues, “You mentioned your mates kissing and having a close bond that you found enticing…knowing they are part Lycan, this is more normal than if they were just werewolf. Lycans are often mated to their twin if they have one and will share the same mate or multiple mates. I know it seems odd, but Lycans are fewer than most other species and have biological differences as one of the oldest species. Lycans are predecessors of werewolves and of vampires. The two races w