His Lost Lycan Luna Novels & Stories

Lycans are the same as werewolves or wild wolves in general who have night vision. However, they need it because of the girls who are currently being carried by Luca and Rio. They didn't want their girls to be afraid of the dark. Lilly rested her chin on Luca's shoulder, this man's scent could always calm her down. "Luna Lilly..." Myrna approached her. Lilly, who was originally lazing on Luca's back, immediately sat up straight.

Aside from that, Amoux will be the successor of the Nightwalker; he left something to her and everyone. “Are you sure about it? I'm sure that they all need to hear his last will because they're all part of it.” Luna sighed, and she tried to calm herself. “Luna, I'm the scribe of Lycan Hector since he inherits the throne from his father. I'm faithful to him because, as the scribe, I must hide his will. So, I don't get why you insist that they're all part of his last will. It's a private conversation between the Lycan and me, don't tell me that you eavesdropped. You seemed so sure that the Lycan left for them.” Luna gnashed her teeth. She faked her chuckle, but she gripped the chair tightly.

"N-No Alpha. " "Now would you like to explain about how you helped your Luna?" Dylan said. Alice was taken aback in her mind that how did he know about Skyler helping her. But she didn't let her emotion show on her face. She looked at Ashar. But Ashar was silent. Skyler sighed and started to speak nervously, "I met Luna in the Southern village market one and a half months ago. When I saw her I recognized that she is the most powerful Quee-" Dylan interrupted her. "Tell me when and how she became a Lycan." Dylan glared at Skyler.

He started and added shakily, “We all know the rebels have a way of turning any werewolf they scratch into one of them, and we are not as strong as the Lycans.” Grunts of agreement resonated through the hall, forcing Rexton to provide an answer. “Yes, we are sadly weaker than the Lycans, but even the Lycans didn’t defeat the witches until our very own Dr. Nicola performed a miracle with the Lycan Princess, your very own Luna.” D-Did he just refer to her… Seraphina as the Luna? That was my title! Not his to throw around and give to that bitch! “And I can assure you that they are currently making that same magic, and we will win this war.”

Blue Rays Pack is just a small pack but having one of the bravest wolf as an alpha, an intelligent luna and strongest warriors, it intimidates almost everyone. Luna Valeria, the late luna of that pack also belong to the oldest clan of royal lycans and was once a princess. The late luna has the ability to use magic, making her untouchable. Until now, their death remains a mystery. Well, only for Zachary and his family. “My mother is still trying to know what had happened to her best friend and she’s still mourning for the late luna. It’s more than a decade now and she’s convinced that there are more to the story.” Zachary shook his head.

I asked, trying to change the subject. I wanted to know more about Alex—the boy I knew from afar had grown into a man, one that I didn't necessarily know anymore, but I didn't want to make it obvious. Luke looked at me all confused, not knowing what I was asking. "Know what exactly, Luna?" He asked. "That I was the one who crossed the border?" I asked, ignoring the title he used to address me. "I'm a Lycan myself," he said proudly. "I have special gifts, too."

Sicily sighed harshly, a look of disappointment evident in her green eyes. "Maybe all the money Esther is making is good for me considering there are flaws in my vision. I must rise up!" Sicily thought to herself. Then she got up from her chair, her hands outstretched, and started to look for something to hold on to. Sicily looked more eager to get started; she had to rise up to be a true Lycan. "I am Luna, the true Lycan queen! Wait for my vengeance," muttered Sicily. Without being able to see, Sicily was still able to walk in new places. She slowly used her sense of smell and hearing. She could faintly hear the wind blowing, so she closed her eyes for a moment.

I finished another shot and made my way to the exit about to leave. “You came here to talk but not hear the truth huh?” His voice haunted me. Sighing, I took a step back. “What can I say…I’m tired of being the bad guy.” He shook his head. “Trudeau you can live whenever you want to but I’m not going to help you cope with a problem if you can’t see where you are at. Do you understand that there is a whole different saga when it comes down to you in the whole or part of this territory? I hate to break it to you but people are talking man. A Luna…a true Luna is what completes a pack. Yes, you are one of the strongest lycans and lycan alpha that there is around this territory but what else?”

"Hail the lost Princess. Your father's army has come to take you home." A gravelly, grinding, voice of the big Lycan Commander filled the weeping willows. He continued to stand on one knee, his head down in total respect and awe of the white coat, glimmering with an aura of magic, that my newly awakened Lycan-Luna form wore. The four bipedal beasts behind him, knelt in the wet moss and took on the same looks.

His lower half resembled that of a man, but it was bigger and more muscular than I had ever seen. I hesitated, my legs frozen in place. What was I supposed to do? How could I possibly help him? Anakin’s voice broke through my thoughts. "He’s angry. Something happened, and his lycan lost control. When Lycans lose control, it can be very disastrous, Luna. It results in multiple casualties, as the beast cannot differentiate friend from foe," he explained while I stared at a thrashing Xeros, pulling and pushing at his bonds. His face portrayed nothing but pure agony.