Female Lycan Novels & Stories

“I will be going back for now, he might be looking for me. He said we will be going somewhere. Better be there before he gets angry again. Bye Hephe.” “Goodbye, my lad-wait,” “Yes?” “I have one more thing to tell you, my lady.” “That is?” “Humans die after giving birth to a Lycan offspring.” The mere single statement sent me freezing in my spot for some minutes. My world spiraled in front of my own eyes. My body shook as almost half of my energy was sucked away. “W-what do you mean?”

I said, shyly. “Well I bet so. When a female wolf gets marked by a lycan it can be very intense. There’s a transfer of power there. You’ll have sharper senses, you’ll be stronger and burn more calories and above all you’ll share in our longer life span. But to have two lycans mark a wolf at the same time…” he trailed off. I cocked my head to the side, hoping he’d finish. I certainly wanted to know all I could about my situation.

The she-wolf was on a roll shaming the elders. “As long as you’re here, no female of yours would have to suffer the pain of combat training? Assuming the Black Witches, Deranged Rogues, and Vampire Lords wouldn’t target you, and you’ll be here forever…what business of yours is it if I want to train? Or does a female not have the right to do what she wants here? Is that how the proud Lycans run their clan?” Her lips stretched into a mesmerizing smile. Like a devil’s whisper, her enchanting voice tickled my heart. Her overbearing words trickled through my ears, before rushing into my bloodstream.

“My wolf loses control whenever you’re scared of me. I never meant to frighten you. I promise I will never hurt you.” “I’m not afraid of you, Dane. I’m just curious. I want to know if everything your godmother said is true and why you kept something so significant from me. Why did I have to learn it from someone else?” “I want to start by apologizing for bringing someone else into our relationship. She didn’t want this, and I pushed her into it. I just didn’t know how to approach you. I always want to do right by you. Where do I even begin? First off, I’m a Lycan, which makes me stronger than any werewolf you might encounter. My senses are heightened, and my abilities are linked to the lunar

" 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-"

“ You're nothing but a dried- out old slut, who would want you? He noway loved you, he loves me and I ’ll noway let you get your hands on my son. ” The wrathfulness rose inside her, she was going to stop this whine formerly and for all. She charged her, knocking the gun from her hand but the woman had the strength of three men and had her projected on the ground. Before she could stop her Bepa pulled out a hype and picked her in the neck. She began gagging, fighting the darkness that consumed her, throwing her into a hole of darkness.

However, neither had his brother, and he wondered if their parentage had something to do with it. "It's about stimulation. Just like your hair excite you, as human females we have our excitement areas as well." That Viper knew as well. He had happened upon one last night. Lycan females had the same anatomy down there, but did not prefer it to be touched, just penetrated. "And you can use a number of things to stimulate our areas. Hands, dicks, tongues." At that Viper sat up in the chair he occupied. "What?" he asked. He had to be certain he heard her correctly.

“But I think you’re making a mistake.” "But what about ShadowClaw internally? There are always internal disagreements and daily issues I have to deal with. It would be beneficial to have a partner to help me manage these problems. Catherine has experience because she's been so close to her Alpha father. She knows the ins and outs of Pack life."

“I’m the best bait we have. Young. Innocent-looking. They won’t see a threat until it’s too late.” Matthias stood so abruptly the chair scraped hard against the floor. Both hands slammed down on the desk. The heavy wood cracked straight down the middle under the force. “I will not allow it.” Liliana rose as well. Her own growl answered his. “I’m a Lycan. I have a better chance of survival than any female warrior we could send. Instinct under pheromone pressure isn’t something ordinary wolves can simply ignore. I can.” Their auras erupted at the same moment.

Aleric’s warriors. Dozens of wolves surged into the clearing, their bodies massive and battle-ready as they fanned out across the ruined compound. They slowed the moment they saw me. Shock rippled through the pack instantly. A black wolf. Their eyes widened as the scent of Perdition rolled off my fur like heat from a wildfire. Then he arrived. A massive gray lycan burst from the trees last. Aleric. Even in his wolf form, he was larger than the others, his silver-gray fur bristling with barely contained fury. His golden eyes locked onto the clearing instantly, scanning the devastation with lethal intensity.