Found By The Lycan King Novels & Stories

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.

“What a pleasant surprise I must say.” I stepped forward and when Tyler tried to stop me, I smiled at him to be calm. “Hello, Sir, I am Gwendolyn Mcgregor and I am the wife of King Ashton which makes me the Queen of the Lycans. I and my partner have come to speak to you about the recent kidnap of one of us. We don't want troubles ju_” He busted out laughing loudly, cutting me off in a rude manner. “You,” he pointed at me, “are the Queen of the Lycans? The wife of the very man we seek?”

I understood the information my Lycan beast was trying to pass but before I could act, Byron announced, “Gammas Of Royal Hills, Capture Kovan, the dethroned King.” What? Byron looked me in the eyes, “For a new king to be installed, the previous one must be six feet below the ground of the Royal Lycan Tomb, Right, Healers?” None of the healers could respond. None except Lulu who blurted, “You are planning to Kill the King so you can be installed as King?”

Which I almost believe with how he gags around humans. Draco, is my wolf. Though not just any wolf. He's the Lycan King. Both of us in reign of the kingdom of Leaden. I came here with business, but as always I was just disappointed. But as the king I'm required to do all these things, even when they sometimes just want me to bite my own head off.

Or, he found me. He was a Lycan. Not just any Lycan! He was the king. Allowing myself a moment of weakness, I smiled in the darkness of my tent as I thought how all those girls would look when they found out. All the girls who tried so hard to take Liam. My thoughts drifted to Liam and what he was going to say about all of it and a shiver ran down my spine. Sighing as I yawned again, I let the darkness pull me in. I could smell Oliver and his scent had a calming effect I didn’t notice until just before I fell asleep.

I take a sharp breath in and whisper, “Elizabeth…” I then snap my head up as the male in front of me suddenly shifts. Staying on my knees, I scramble back a little as he proves that he is indeed the new Lycan King. Still waiting for him to hit me, my eyes go wide as he steps over me and lashes out, hitting Kiki, Em, Nicky and Hilda, sending them flying backward and skidding over the ground. I then watch as he moves past everyone else and enters the Den. Knowing where he wanted to go and knowing that he would no doubt get lost in the endless tunnels and halls and not make it to the dungeons in time, I tried something that I didn’t even know we could do.

We searched their pockets till we found the keys. I took the keys in my hand and tried them on the padlock till I found the right one. As the door swung open, I could see the lycan king lying inside. His huge form was barely recognizable beneath the layers of dirt on his body. He was weak. His breathing was shallow. His eyes landed on me "Who are you?" "I'm Mia's friend. We're here to help you, your highness" He looked a bit skeptical but when he realized we meant no harm, his expression softened. I mean, what harm could three girls do to a man as formidable as him?

The sun continued to set, the forest growing darker. It was getting harder to see the path ahead of them. Just when Aurora’s patience was wearing out, a long howl from the distance swept the forest, sending startled birds flying off branches and into the night sky. The Lycan soldier snapped his head up and gasped, “It…It is the King…” “How can you tell!”

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Before I could react, she leaned in close, her voice dripping with menace. "Before you try to gut me like a fish, fail, and force me to kill you, listen to this: The Lycan King and his bride know where you are, and they are in Ravenford as we speak." Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. Fear clawed at my chest as I took a step back, my grip tightening on the blade in my hand. "You're lying," I spat, my voice trembling slightly. "They couldn't..."

SANDY: Why did the Lycan King come here? I did not know at all and I did not have any desire to know. He left me and chose Lady Beatrice so I am assuming that he did not care about me. At all. But nevertheless, finding me here without anyone aiding him was something worthy. The Lycan King was all alone. In this stinky alley. Without any bodyguards. Or maybe it was hiding, waiting for the right opportunity to strike if someone attempted to harm him.