His Lost Lycan Luna Novels & Stories

“Excuse me?!” His driver comes out from behind the car, and explains his question to his slightly perplexed boss. “Well, we ordered a good amount of chicken to feed an army, so I wondered if the army general called to tell you that he is sending a battalion to the house, and this is what you intend to feed them.” Eros couldn’t believe the audacity of his driver. Did the young man just tease him? Ryze has been with him for years. He found the young Lycan as a teenager, going through the system, struggling to live among the humans while hiding his identity.

“The Shadow Forest doesn’t take the weak. But it gives the broken a choice. You can let it devour you—or you can let it make you into something else.” Something else. I thought of Damon’s cold eyes. His cruel voice. The gasps and laughter as I fled. The pain in Nyra’s chest as the bond frayed. “I don’t want to be a Luna anymore,” I said. He tilted his head again. “Then don’t be.” My heart thudded. “Be something else. Something stronger.” I blinked. “What would that even look like?” His expression turned almost reverent. “It looks like a she-wolf who doesn’t need a mate to be powerful. It looks like claws, and teeth, and the kind of fire that doesn’t burn out—it burns down.”

Akim has some of the best warriors in the world. "Come out," Cora orders toward the large pack waiting in the trees just beyond view. Lycans from the East pour out of the trees and I quickly double-check if my nose was correct. Forty-eight grown lycans have come to my lands led by their Luna. Luna Lihua... A lycan I have never personally met, but I can deceive her identity from the appearance of her pack. Plus I know her mate is gone. Her leadership is incomplete and flawed.

If Idris Raed hadn’t stepped in, the Lycan Commander would’ve had no choice but to accept me. In the end, her son ruined my plans. And yet, the woman had the nerve to look at me as if I seduced him. “And you think I’ll believe your words?” Chuckling mirthlessly, Luna Nazia’s gaze turned sharp. “Either way, I’ve already warned you. My son’s Luna can only be his true soulmate.” Raising out of her seat, she brushed off her skirt. I scoffed. As if any dust could be found here.

She walked up the steps of the dais and slid her arm through Lucas’s, then she leaned her head on his shoulder, smirking down at me. "Oh, Aria. Poor, naive, Aria. Don't be pathetic. Look at you." She gestured vaguely at my homemade dress, my scuffed shoes and my messy hair. "You’re eighteen today, and where is your wolf? You can’t shift. You can’t smell magic. You can’t even defend yourself. You aren't a Luna. You’re a defect." She then looked up at Lucas, batting her eyelashes. "A powerful Alpha like Lucas needs a real wolf to breed strong heirs. Not a charity case my father took in out of pity."

Zayden said calmly and Ronan scoffed. “So you could interrogate and maybe kill my sister? You're such a joker.” Ronan remarked. Zayden gritted his teeth and said again, “This is the Luna of the Moonforest Den we're talking about and she went missing in your pack, do you think you can handle the results of losing the Lycans Luna? All Lycans will come after you, and of course you won't be able to escape, Ronan.” “And you think interrogating my little sister instead of going to search for your Luna is the best idea there is?” Ronan fired back and Zayden turned to glare at Zayn who made the mistake in the first place.

Above, the sky shimmered and rolled, spilling its ribbons of color over the world. "You're always caring for me," I hiccuped, the words catching like small birds in my throat. He gave that half-smile of his, the one that balanced mischief with devotion, the one that made me forget entire wars."Well, that's because you're the Lycan King's treasured Luna, silly. You deserve nothing less." A watery laugh tumbled out of me. I tilted my head against his shoulder, watching the green veil sweep back across the stars like silk drawn over glass. "Indeed," I whispered. "I am the Lycan King's treasured Luna. You've shown me that, time after time."

The sour and sharp smell of their fear filled the room. Turning to Michaela, I softened my voice and opened the mind-link. “Michaela, I’m Lucienne. I’ve come to get you out of here.” Her eyes widened in surprise, and relief flooded her face as my words sank in. She nodded and tilted her head slightly. “Luna,” she whispered, her voice shaking but filled with gratitude. “What?” yelled Beatrice, her voice grating on my nerves. “How is she the Luna?” “Oh shut up, Beatrice,” she admonished. “This is Luna Lucienne. Yeah. She’s a Lycan.”

"He desired nothing more than the throne, betraying us all in his pursuit of power. Clinton had become a traitor, and he deserved to face the consequences of his treachery. In that moment, the rogues surrounding me restrained my weakened body. Knowing their numbers surpassed what I could possibly overcome, I resisted the urge to struggle futilely. I endured the onslaught, blows raining upon me, claws tearing at my flesh, while Clinton revelled in sadistic amusement, his wicked laughter echoing through the air. But amidst the agony, Luna's tearful cries never ceased. She clung to hope, desperately wishing for an end to the torment. Then, as if in response to her anguished pleas, a surge of en

Before he kills all your members! Their Luna got up and shifted. She let out a howl, sending her members a message to retreat. The wolves followed along with my warriors. When the place was clear, I followed Lycus' scent. He wanted me. He wanted my blood. It was me, who he wanted from the start. That was the reason why Alectrona opened the lost pack. It was forgotten and buried in the memories of our forefathers. However, because of me, she dug up. Because she wanted Lycus to kill me. She wanted Lycus to drink my blood.