Novel & Cerita Female Lycan Names

I’ll have to ask Beta Callum about that later on. 'Our mates are absolutely beautiful! Her Lycans name is Tyche, isn’t that the most wonderful name ever?' 'Janus, don’t get too excited, or attached, I don’t know if we can convince them to stay with us. She seemed ready to reject us.' “Beta Callum, would you mind if I ask you a few questions about Alaina? Mainly... what am I supposed to do?!” Callum scoffed, “I am scunnert with that insolent child!”

He said and a gasp escaped Ryan's lips while I just giggled in ecstasy. "Shut your mouth, Asena!." He growled gritting his teeth as he glared at me. I was about to say something when the Lycan king intercepted. "No, you're the one to shut your mouth Ryan! You have no right to speak to a woman like that regardless of the status of that woman!." The Lycan king ordered making Ryan speechless and I giggled the more because who is gonna stop me. I'm a woman! Damn this is the only leader I've seen that held women in high esteem. Others were just some more pieces of trash.

“Do you know who we’re talking about?” “I have an idea. My sister keeps getting called by that name,” Zen informed. Yael was confused. “Why would they call the Lycan by that name?” “She’s a hybrid. She’s Lycan because of the soul that possesses her, and she’s half vampire, and half werewolf,” he clarified. His words had Willa and Yael baffled. “Who has called her Yahaira?” “Queen Hyacinth for one,” Zen responded. Yael couldn’t believe it. “My sister called yours Yahaira? Did she say anything else?”

'Didn't Alexander die at the young age of 31 or 32? "What's the matter, my dear mate?" I looked at him seriously to make him feel that I am grave serious right now. "How old are you right now?" "Wow, my mate even became so interested in me." I enlarged my eyes at him. Conveying the I-am-grave-serious look. "Well, my dear mate, if you really want to know, I am 13 years old but if you are asking in human years, I am.... 26 years old. We have slower aging process in our Lycan form because of our heightened resilience. "

My fingers traced the words carefully, absorbing every detail. The original lycans had formed their own clans, conquered kingdoms, and named themselves according to their bloodlines. These names represented each lycan family, passed down through generations. There were seven ancient lycan families in history. Korvus. Stormbringer. Drakon. Vandros. Blackwood. Bloodstone. Darkfire. I ran my fingers down the page, my breath catching when I traced a familiar name. Blackwood. I followed the lineage chart, my eyes widening as I reached the end.

I was familiar with nightmares, I had a lot of them when Lea passed away but never had I seen anyone struggle to get away from one with such pain and was barely able to like she did. I had asked Lucas, a young man from the clan to gather every piece of information he could on her since Silas and I were busy. Today we were meeting with another Lycan pack on the west side to suggest an alliance. Silas and I were currently in front of the house of a young Lycan named Kallen, the son of the previous leader of that clan. He was in his late twenties and had a handsome face with a full set of fangs, but what I noticed the most was those red glowing eyes. He was one of the rare lycans who couldn't s

I might have stayed like that forever. No will to move. No desire to live. But then I heard faint voices. “… and the half- breed girl? Do we kill her?” “The Luna?” A female voice responded. Ice coated my spine and I went utterly still. Footsteps shifted and I pressed myself harder into the wall, barely daring to breathe. “If she and the Lycan get close. It’d delay our plans. We can’t risk him getting help from Alpha Aldric.” Alpha Aldric? My thoughts stumbled.

And when he did speak… it was as if his words invaded her skin, burning from within. Susan squeezed her eyes shut, trying to push that feeling away. It was wrong. He was her boss. And more than that… he was married. And she was not an ordinary woman. “He can’t know,” she whispered to herself, almost like a prayer. She knew what she carried in her blood, even if she did everything to live like any other human. Direct descendant of the Goddess Morrigan. A name that still made many Lycans tremble, even in silence. Witches like her could not be controlled. Could not be marked. And Lycans, creatures so instinctive and territorial, hated what they could not dominate.

But Jake replied, seemingly dismissive, "I thought we were past this disagreement, Gabriel." Lowering my voice and addressing everyone, I spoke earnestly, "This isn't right, all of you. We're not werewolves who blindly follow whoever they deem unfit as a leader. We're lycans." "Lycans?" Jake repeated, bursting into laughter. He then suggested, "Maybe we need to convince Gabriel a bit more. Meeting adjourned." The others stood up from their seats, giving me pats on the shoulder as they departed. Now, it was just Jake and me—something I had often wished for. I wanted to bring Jake down, seize this golden opportunity, and end the threats, manipulations, and endangerment of the woman I loved. Ho

" We had a talk." "Oh," she turns to me. "About what?" "What else? His wedding to Ruby," yeah, with his face buried between my legs, lapping at my juices like a pet dog. Don't even get me started on how hard I came last night. "Hmm.…you two are quite close," well we've seen each other naked a couple of times, what do you expect? "What do you think of him?" "He's Lycan. They'll make fine babies-" She chuckles, " That won't happen if you become Alpha but yes, you two will make fine babies-"