His Lost Lycan Luna Novels & Stories

I exclaimed, “Not the exact information, but they found out that a Lycan has been born in the Red Moon Pack. As of earlier, they had no idea about who that Lycan was.” He answered, “But I doubt it if we can still hide the truth for a long time," and I agreed with him. “I don't think we can still allow Luna to go by herself."

“Let me guess, she gave you the ‘we’re all doomed’ speech” “Something like that,” I said quietly. He handed me the ceremonial mask. It was bone-white with gold trim, and cold in my hand. “Let’s go,” I said, putting it on. By tradition, the Luna and Lycan did not see each other’s faces until the wedding night. It was meant to symbolize trust… but today, it felt like a blindfold. I stepped into the corridor, my heart was heavy and my steps slow. And somewhere deep in my chest, Varra’s words echoed like a curse. Trust no one.

My heart was pounding and I was certain there were black spots forming on my eyes. “Is it true?” I recognised Raven’s voice. “That Moonshine are not like us?” “Yes it is true.” Alpha Dane responds and I notice the small curve to his lips. “They are something known as a Lycan, part Wolf, part human, like the one that was killed attacking our pack. He had belonged to Moonshine” There is a collective gasp. “What about the new Luna?” Someone calls out and I could feel loads of eyes on me. “She isn’t a Luna.” Alpha Dane grins, “She is an Alpha.”

“Because the document appears to concern the first Luna of the Lycan bloodline.” My heart skipped. “The first Luna?” He nodded. “In the historical records, her name is recorded as Selene.” The room seemed to grow smaller. I looked back at the parchment. Selene. The same name the stranger had called out. The same name the voice had repeated. But that was impossible. The first Luna of the Lycan bloodline belonged to ancient history, long before Deep Paw Claw was even formed. She was said to have been one of the Moon Goddess's greatest warriors, second only to her in power and influence.

This meant War. The Lycan king ruled over the Werewolves and Lycan species and every Werewolf and Lycan creature answered to him. Lycans were the strongest supernaturals to exist and Werewolves revered them. It was rare to see a Lycan and there were not up to a thousand of them in the universe, it was difficult for the species to reproduce and also difficult for them to be killed, Lycans were a hundred times stronger than werewolves, faster, their sense of smell was better and their wolf form was bigger than Werewolves. The gap between Lycans and Werewolves was already huge and the Lycan king was untouchable. I had heard stories about all the wars he had won and how it was because of him tha

"I’m curious, how was he in his previous relationships?” "Different," Leah responded, though she seemed slightly uncomfortable now. "I probably shouldn't tell you this, but... the Lycan King used to have several concubines. It's not uncommon for unmated Lycans of his status. But out of all of them, he only truly cherished one." My stomach clenched. "Where is that one now?" Leah's expression became sad. "She's dead, Luna." The word hit me like a physical blow. "Dead? What... what killed her?"

A long time ago I'd learned how not to go down. Their voices chased me across the square. "Can you imagine? A wolfless thinking she belongs here." "Forget her. Did you hear the Lycan palace is hiring senior Healers this year?" "Olivia, with your gift you'd pass the trial in your sleep. Private Healer to the Prince himself." "Maybe more than his Healer." A burst of giggles. "Luna Princess Olivia. That has a ring to it." "Stop it, you three," Olivia said. But she didn't mean it. I could hear exactly how much she liked the sound of it.

The beast inside him is howling, desperately aching to follow the scent. “Mate!” he mutters. Kai grins. After all these years, he finally found his mate. For a long time, he waited for her and now, he found her. His wolf is crying and howling in joy. The Lycan King finally found his Queen. Kai follows the scent, trying to calm the manic madness in him. He finally spots her near the bar, drinking. For a moment, he stares at her in astonishment.

For she will die too soon And end the tales sung by her futile tune In trade, her crimes will bring a new life At the cost of everything touched by pale moonlight Without a bond, she will still be bound Her first victim’s is the heart that must be found Though she may defy the moon It will still reclaim what it knows to be true' ‘His attempt, however, was futile. Luna Queen Melanie Faolan and the two day old princess were protected fiercely by their newly appointed guard. He succumbed to his injuries, but ended the reign of Lycan King Ulf Talbot. It is curious why Isaac Ambrose was blessed as a lycan, and it has called into question everything we know about how to obtain the lycan blessing.

That might have gotten you shocked, I know. My name is Jason and as you may have guessed, I am a male werewolf with a hidden past. A past which I had held in high regard and which I believe won't wash away. It was a very remarkable experience. The past experience was that of my past lover and I. We had been so loved up so much that I was shocked to the bone marrow when she died leaving me behind. Before she died, she had promised that she would be back to be with me once more. I had held on to that promise and looked out for her but I never did see her.