Novel & Cerita Diosa Licantropa

“I’m still wrapping my head around that she can transform into a hybrid, which is only in our storybook, Duke. I have a theory that she might be a werewolf-witch hybrid because her wolf is big and white, but never in a million years have I thought of her as a descendant of Lycans.” “Yeah. Me too. I’d never met one of her kind. I guess we’re lucky enough to see one. And you’re a lucky bastard, Cal. How does it feel?” “Surreal." I chuckled. "Hence the disobeying, always meeting me in the eye. It’s not that she wants to do it and take orders or resist. It’s in her nature to be authoritative and give orders.” “Not to mention how strong she is. She cracked the ground.”

⸻ Far beyond the mountains, in the hidden Lycan Kingdom, the Royal Oracle stood before the throne. Her silver eyes were clouded with visions. She bowed deeply before the King and Queen. “The stars have shifted.” The Queen gripped the arm of her throne. “Our daughter?” “The White Lycan awakens faster than we foresaw.” The King’s heart pounded. “When?” The Oracle lifted her gaze. “The moment she embraces who she truly is.” “And if she doesn’t?” The Oracle’s smile faded. “Then others will decide her fate before she has the chance.” Silence filled the throne room.

The face before her transformed completely. Una stumbled backward. “Who are you? Where’s Ashina?!” “Oh, don’t worry. I’m Elantra, by the way. An heiress to the Hebris Pack.” Elantra tilted her head mockingly. “As for your companion, she’s alive… for now.” Panic flooded Una’s chest. “You monster! What do you want from me?” A sharp slap cut her off. Una crashed against the table, she could taste the blood that suddenly dripped on the corners of her mouth as pain exploded across her cheek.

The guest woman smiled, her eyes were warm and she caressed the baby gently, as if afraid of hurting the baby. “What did she drink, Di?” asked the female guest. Diana smiled. “While still in the womb, she made me drink blood and eat half-cooked meat,” she recalls, then chuckles. “But once she was born, she did not want it any more, even just to smell blood. She prefers milk.” “Very human,” commented the male guest. “Considering she's a cross from both types of monsters.” They all smiled amusedly. “Wolvire,” Dio mentioned, making me surprised. “Our daughter is a wolvire.”

Luke spoke in his deep voice while tightening his grip over her. “Well, you are not saying anything else either! What is it! Are you enjoying seeing me struggling or what!” “Yes, I am.” Luke said, Raina froze as she looked at him and Luke said, “I am enjoying seeing you trapped between my arms and struggling to get out like a small little butterfly.” Raina smiled bitterly, “of course, you do, of course you love my suffering and not just you even moon goddess loves to see me suffer, since she has mated me to you.”

I’m a raging mess of emotions but he seems pretty unaffected by all of this. He’s Playing his part perfectly. We’re wheeled to the center of the floor, and the musicians begin a slow, haunting melody. We dance. To everyone watching, it probably looks romantic. Touching. The devoted wife supporting her injured husband through a difficult dance. But his hand on my waist grips too tight, fingers pressing hard enough to bruise. My hand on his shoulder digs in with my nails, creating tiny crescents through the fabric. “Who was Lyanna?” I whisper as we turn.

It was so awful! I gagged and was about to spit it out when she glared at me, making me swallow. "Do you realize your stupidity now?" "Yes, My Queen," I muttered even though I didn't know what she was talking about. "So what did you do wrong?" She asked and I kept quiet. "You don't even know," she laughed and then muttered some words in a language I couldn't recognize. Was that the language of the Lycan werewolves? "You didn't peel the oranges, you moron!" She divulged.

I brush my teeth and jump in the shower, when I finish I get dressed with a pair of dark blue jeans and a dark blue t-shirt, Before walking out of the room and give her another look. I walk into the office and Ed is there “I got the news” – he says “What do you got?” A villager saw a woman with a witch near the river, he described the woman as beautiful, with dark hair, dark eyes. “That describes half of our she-wolfs” “I know, but he managed to describe the witch as well” “So?” “Red hair, green eyes, tanned skin” “FUCKING LORENA?” – I shout “Yes, and before you ask, I’ve got our trackers looking for her”

Soon, I came face to face with the most horrifying moment of my life. I saw how the rogue werewolf hit the golden one, raising her in the air and thudding on the ground. “A Golden Lycan.” these words left my mouth like a whisper. I was still yards away when the rogue attacked, sinking his razor-sharp claws into the wolf’s back. But nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. The wolf transformed into a young woman, Diana, before my eyes. Her body crumpled, limp, and lifeless, as she lost consciousness.

Her claws were delicate yet deadly, her eyes glowing with pure silver light. The lunar mark on her forehead continued to shine, casting an ethereal halo around her. She stood perfectly balanced at the edge of the fountain, the water reflecting her majestic form. Shaina’s breath caught in her throat. She took an involuntary step back, hand flying to her mouth. “Liliana…?” Matthias froze completely. His eyes widened in disbelief, golden irises reflecting the silver light. His voice came out hoarse. “You’re… a Lycan. Not just any Lycan. A true one. Blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.”