Erasthai Lycan Novels & Stories

The Lycan yelled at him. I had never had sex before, so I didn't know if this feeling was me craving sex but I knew a pulse was fast-growing between my thighs, why would the Lycan want to have sex with a low rank like me? Of course, he would reject the situation immediately. "You can have someone else do it, Lycan, but we might not be able to save her otherwise. Because she needs someone strong enough to solve the effects of her drug, or it will take more than one man." The doctor explained.

Ryan looks down at Lester's broken body, before frowning back over at us. "Wasn't you locked away, how did you get out?" Max asks Ryan with a frown. "We broke him out and we're talking about the lycan king," I say answering both of their questions. "The what?" Ryan asks as a look of confusion cross face. "The Lycan king, the son of the first lycan," I say. "What's a Lycan?" Ryan asks, still looking confused. I look at him for a moment seeing that he really doesn't know who I'm talking about.

*LYCIA* “Mate.” That was the first word he spoke while I stood frozen in place at the fear and catastrophe I had wrecked on myself. He looked confused and his golden eyes were vivacious as it assessed me like a predator. I had never seen a real Lycan in my life before. My mother had made sure that I never came in contact with one but I had read about them. About their golden eyes the color of the sun and just as deadly, closer to the eyes of a beast than humans and one that they only showed when they felt threatened and ready to attack.

Alder's POV My name is Alder Volcik, and I am the Lycan King. I am 187 years old and have held the title of king for over 150 years. Lycans are widely recognized as the most powerful species. We aim to safeguard the werewolves and uphold equilibrium among all supernatural species. We remain immortal unless our heads are severed, and our hearts are simultaneously removed. We have the ability to heal faster than werewolves, both in terms of physical wounds and speed. Additionally, a regular lycan is capable of defeating an alpha.

Scarlet replied. NOTE: Lycans have a completely different meaning in my book. They are just huge wolves, the double of a normal wolf, with thick white fur and distinct violet eyes, blessed with enormous strength and extinct species, but our Astrid is the only one to exist in the present time. Maybe she got her genes from somewhere you'll know about. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

"Do you think the Royal family are the only ones who could train me? I, who am a narcissist, know that I am not indispensable." I saw Erick's smile and his gaze quickly shift to that of his beast, Lycans don't have wolves so to speak, but something more powerful than their counterpart. "I agree with you, but I need you to be more discreet, your actions against Dylan, your mark with Lestat and Marcus will always be around. It doesn't please, and draws too much attention. I need you to promise me that if you need help, you will call me." I arched my left eyebrow, tilting my head to the left side.

He felt good repeating the insult, and this time, Cavil tried to calm himself down. "I am not a bastard. I am Cavil Voss of the BloodClaw Pack and an heir to the Royal House of the Lycans' throne. I am a Lycan, the first of his existence in 200 years since the Lycans’ extinction," Cavil said loudly, his eyes glinting with pride—a coping mechanism for his boiling anger.

Occasionally she had to stop to breathe in the lycan scent. "Miss, don't go out of the castle. It's dangerous!" Esther shouted to stop Sicily's steps. The woman did not want the past events to affect Sicily's power. Esther only wanted to preserve the lycan blood of Albatross Smith, her past master. However, Sicily ignored Esther's shout. She continued to run through the dense heterogeneous forest until her eyes caught her mother's body falling headless. "Bastard!" Sicily's body immediately lunged at Luna Cery, causing the two to engage in a serious fight. Sicily attacked Luna fiercely and viciously. Her deadly scratches cut through Luna Cery's body making the woman howl in pain.

"Or is there something else?" "King Alvarez is not as kind as that, all the talks of peace were just for show, Lilac," she comments with a scoff "I don't understand." "As you know, Kael is a Moon Lycan, which also makes him a very strong specie of Lycan and finding his fated will make him stronger, being clseto his fated will sharpen his abilities, lolving his fated will take out the risk of him running moonmad."

For a moment, they just looked at each other. "Can I see your wolf?" Crystal asked nervously. Ryder smiled, and with a fluid motion, he transformed into his Lycan form. Crystal gasped, mesmerized by the majestic creature before her. Ryder's Lycan body was powerful and majestic, with thick, dark gray fur and piercing yellow eyes. His muscles rippled, his powerful legs propelling him forward with ease. His face was strong with high cheekbones and a sharp jawline, and his ears were pointed and alert.