Female Lycan Novels & Stories

And now they live as a pack protecting each other and providing every need for Lycans, including she-wolf. Their pack has hundreds of She-Lycans who are known as primitive of all the females. And they were the prime choice to carry mate marks. But the rest of the women come into three categories. Sweet buds, who are virgins, were brought into the pack to become Lycans’ breeder. They were paid, protected, and fed to give the pubs. They can become Lycans’ mates only if a Lycan marks them; if not, they can be with many at once or be with one many times. Still, they would be weak against she-Lycans. The second were whores, who were here to pleasure the male members and the warriors of free will.

Lycans were not easy creatures to control, and even the females were hard to manage. Ricka was a beta female, strong, with a large wolf, athletic, and a plump shape that my people considered fertile. People said she was beautiful, but I never found her attractive. She was not my fated mate; I could never see anything beautiful about her, unlike how I saw Crystal.

she said, her voice becoming more confident. "I understand. What do you want to know?" Asher asked. "Well, for starters, what does it mean to be a lycan? And how is it different from being a werewolf?" Skylar asked, trying to sound casual. Asher took a deep breath before answering. "Lycans are similar to werewolves, but there are a few key differences. As I gold you, we have more control over our transformations, for one. And we're also able to shift at will, not just during a full moon."

Katty explained. "And you're not my blood sister?" "Yes," Almera muttered. "This is so confusing to me, Katty." "I know… but here, you call me Almera, okay?" "Almera?" "Yes, that's my real name." She drew a steady breath. All of this was really hard to believe. "But the lycan fertility rates are really low, and they produce more males than females. There is a magical component to the fertility of the lycan as well, which they call the mating bond. It links most compatible males and females, no matter where they may be, and draws them together. If a mate is beyond the veil separating our realities, it pulls that mate through." She paused. "Like you and me."

I paced around for some more minutes and gave up when they showed no signs of leaving the spot. "Another effort wasted." My shoulders drooped as I turned to return to my duty post but I stumbled backward when strong shoulders met mine. Slowly, I raised my head to meet a female Lycan. 'Hmm, it was my first time seeing a female. She was in her human form and I wondered how she would look in her Lycan form. Would she be more intimidating than I looked just like the males? Would she be stronger than me too? Would she be unable to get weak like the males also? Yes, she'd probably be taller but it mattered to me that I had more agility than their female, at least I

“But I will be finding my mate. I can feel it. Tonight is the night.” The thought of that knotted my insides. Part of me wished she wouldn’t. It seemed cruel to inflict Fiona like that on another person.. The other part wished she did and he’d treat her just like Kevin had treated Nancy. “So do you think he’ll come?” Lily asked, once Fiona stopped talking about how she was going to impress all the alphas tonight. “Who?” Fiona asked, looking surprised by the question. Lily glanced around dramatically and poorly fake whispered, “The Lycan.

Arya's pov I got out of the car, looking at the pathetic packhouse. It's not as big as any of ours. I go into the packhouse. I realize the males and females are gawking at me. Of course, they will. I'm a Lycan Princess. Lycans are superior to wolves. We are stronger, more sophisticated, and graceful, even more beautiful than other supernatural beings.

“Wanted for arson? You mean the crime you so meticulously set up? Like I would waste my time starting a fire to harm this good-for-nothing bastard who’s already on his way to hell.” Kylan stepped forward indignantly but a glare from Chase halted him in his tracks. I scoffed. He could be so vicious and manipulative out of sight but when he stood in from of his opponent, he was nothing but a coward. “Because you have a powerful lycan backing you, you think you’re all that now.” Lily sneered. “Let me break it to you that you aren’t.”

I burst out laughing straight into her face. “You think your body tempts me?” I stood, towering over her, letting every ounce of my Lycan dominance crash down. Her smirk faltered. Her lips parted in unease. I leaned close, so she felt the heat of my words against her skin. “There is no one. No one who can take her place. She is my Luna. The only woman who owns me. The only woman I will ever want. And you…” My eyes raked over her with disdain. “…are nothing more than a slut who thinks she can fuck her way into any position. Tell me, you’re already tired of Donika’s ex; you came to her present man?”

It was her. His gaze plunged into her like a precise blade, cutting the surface and going deep — deeper than it should. He observed the red hair neatly pinned up, the lenses of her glasses framing her attentive green eyes. The soft freckles, the fair skin… And then, for a second, his gaze drifted downward, capturing the curves outlined beneath her fitted blazer. The Beast rose. The Lycan, restrained for years by discipline and rituals of self-control, now thrashed inside him. Like a chained animal that, upon recognizing the scent of its female, demands freedom. Demands possession.