Novel & Cerita Given To The Lycan King

"I called some of the elders in the kingdom. Most were as puzzled as we were, but there was one who was able to expand on an old fairytale from my childhood." The King looked at all the presents and continued. "It is said that the first lycan was gifted with powers directly from the Moon Goddess. Among these powers were the aura to command all of her creations, unrivaled strength, speed, and healing, and most importantly, the ability to create lycans." He paused, letting this information sink into the minds of those in the room before continuing. "The story says that he was able to inject his venom into the person and then simultaneously heal them from any injuries and turn them simply by fe

When Kiyan and I were much younger and more naïve than we now were, my grandmother would sit us down in front of the fireplace every night and tell us a story. It never changed and always began with the same person- Lycaon. He was said to be the first of the lycans, cursed to shapeshift into a wolf by Zeus. The reason? He tried to serve the great and powerful Zeus human flesh. Furious with Lycaon’s trickery, Zeus cursed him. From there the lycan curse spread. Lycans would bite humans, cursing them to the same fate. Eventually, word had spread about these strange shape-shifting creatures. And so, a war broke out between the humans and lycans, both believing that the world had no place for the

Several elders hurried toward the chamber. Elder Alaric stood among them with two other elders. Their expressions were grim as they silently signaled the elite warriors waiting nearby. Each warrior held a glowing vial. They entered the king's chamber without hesitation. The sounds that followed made Lucian tremble. The king's chamber was filled with growls, howls and crashing sounds. Everything lasted several long minutes before the warriors dragged a massive silver-furred Lycan outside. Its wrists and neck were bound by heavy chains. Burn marks covered its body. They seemed to have been caused by the liquid inside the vials they carried.

I feel shivers in my spine at the danger of it all I step keep moving until I am very sure he is around and there he is. King Alonso, ruler of the Alistair Lycan Kingdom, my best friend since childhood. But it is not really him anymore. The beast that stands before me is twice the size of a normal Lycan- just as a Lycan king should be.

she asked after seeing that I knew too much for her to deny anything further. I smirked, taking another drag from my cigar before responding. "Well, all that I want is your silence, Desiree. That, and your undying support." I paused, exhaling the ingested smoke. "The Lycan King will become unstable soon because he now has no true mate and that will cause the Elders to give me the title. When that happens, I will be given what is rightfully mine and you will have the love of your life."

he finally asked. Lyka was stunned for a while before she took a deep breath, trying to look normal. “It was you who reached out to me saying you wanted to help me. Aren’t you going to do anything about it?”The man’s face was unreadable. He took a last sip of his champagne. “Rest assured, Myra won’t get married to the Lycan King. Unless he forfeits the throne and chooses her over the entire Lycan Kingdom.”

Another replied and I groaned but still closed my eyes there. “Are you nut? Can’t you see he is about to die? He can’t even open his eyes well anymore. Are we going to watch him die like this?” One of them said again and my heart leaped. “You are the one who’s lost his mind. Have you forgotten that he is a Lycan king and a very strong one at that? How will he die just because he is thirsty? Beings like him can go for years without taking anything and they will still be okay!” One of them finally raised his voice as he scolded the last one who spoke.

Their hair was wet, their clothes have patches of water droplets, but all in all, they looked clean. “Your turn, love.” – he muttered She frowned. It was the first time he called her that. “What did you just call me?” “I called you love.” She smiled. Couldn’t help it. “I know you’re no longer my queen anymore, but you’re still my love.” She leaned in closer to him and planted a kiss on his cheek. What has happened to the Lycan king? How come the spoils of war has left him with a sweet bone? “On that note, I’ll go wash myself clean then, love.”

Lucas’ POV I have held the Lycan king title for so many years. Lycans are widely recognized as the most powerful species. We aim to safeguard the werewolves and uphold equality among all supernatural species. We can heal faster than werewolves. Additionally, a regular Lycan is capable of defeating an alpha. Indeed, we possess great power. We strive to be responsible individuals who are mindful of our actions, ensuring that we do not abuse our power to bully individuals of any species.

But even as I spoke the words, a small, nagging voice whispered in the back of my mind. What if she had finally escaped for good? I shook my head, refusing to entertain the thought. Lyra has no freedom of her own, and I would bring her back. No matter the cost. A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. “Come in,” I barked. Beta Markus entered. “Alpha,” he began, “I have an urgent message from the Lycan King.” “What does he want?” I asked as I straightened in my chair. “He’s requested an audience with you,” he said.