How Old Is Von Lycaon Novels & Stories

“I heard normal people don’t see him for almost a century.” The third gasped. “Almost a century? But he looked about forty.” The first one chuckled. “Forty?” she asked. “Look he is over hundreds of years old. No one even knew his real age.” My eyes went wide as I almost choked on the water I was drinking. As I coughed they noticed me and went mute. “Greetings Luna Olivia,” They bowed, dropped the trays in their hand and hurried out. “I heard the Lycan King came to take our Luna as his mate,” The first one saids as they went out.

“Okay. Well, good night then, Father.” “Good night, Adrian.” Father Abraham is the oldest priest and our senior. I think he’ll have a coronary if he finds out that Joseph, who looks no older than forty, is actually closer to three hundred years old. Lycans live very long lives. The oldest recorded Lycan was more than eight hundred years old when he died. By those standards, I’m practically an infant. The rest of the night passes without any incident, and the next morning is like any other Sunday. I sit in a row with the other four junior priests while Father Abraham delivers his sermon.

Adelia rolled her eyes sarcastically. They arrived at the dining table and she took her seat beside Lance wanting to know more about him. “It’s an old age for humans but for lycans, hundred is our legal age just as eighteen is the legal age for humans,” he said. “Woah,” Adelia said. “But what have you been doing for over a hundred years?” “Frustrating Adrian and Arthur,” Amelia chimed in and she shot an accusatory look at Lance. Lance scratched the back of his head and looked away. So Amelia knew the history between Adrian, Arthur and him.

"My dear daughter, you have been lied to your entire life. Let me tell you the truth." Sarah Campbell stepped forward. "Lycaon, leave her alone. She has suffered enough." Everyone gasped. Even Samuel looked shocked. Lycaon was the name of the first werewolf from ancient legends. Lycaon nodded to Sarah. "Hello, old friend. You have taken good care of my daughter, but now it's time for her to learn who she really is." "What are you talking about?" Rosemary demanded. Lycaon looked around at everyone assembled in the courtyard. "Twenty-five years ago, I fell in love with a human woman. But our love was forbidden by the ancient laws. When she became pregnant with my child, the other ancient ones

Third Person “Is it true?” the vampire elder asked one of the councils. “Yes, my Lord.” the council member answered. “We found out that a Lycan was born about 21 years ago.” “Where?” “Red Moon Pack.” “So, it was the reason why Drake told me that you are lurking around that pack with few of ours?” “Yes, my Lord. And I’m sorry that some of them lost their lives. I wanted to make sure about what I dreamed years ago.”

‘Leon, how old are you? ‘I’m 2153 years old. I look thirty. But after 18…’ ‘Every thousand years become 10 years on vampire age, more or less. Asten has explained that to me.’ ‘So we have 2153 years to catch up. But I hope my mother has explained my plans to you? College?’

Alsie POV- We were laughing and goofing around in the bed, blowing off some steam, and having some much-needed conversations. It was nice. “Dante, tell us about the Lycan King.” I said as I looked over my shoulder at Dante behind me. “Ok. The Lycan King’s name is Declan; he has one heir to date. Declan is 1301 years old and he became the Lycan King when he was 518 years old. He’s a young king, he took the throne from King Liam by force, at the time King Liam was only 2276 years old and he was the youngest king ever. Declan has no mate; his single heir was born out of wedlock and mate bond. In fact, Dec didn’t even know he had an heir until recently.”

The prince smirked, “Growing up, there were times I felt bad for Egon, he had to comply with whatever the royals told him to do because he was eating their bread.” “He was raised to be a soldier?” I looked at the prince, “When did he become an orphan?” Lycans live pretty long lives, so it might not be as bad as it sounds. The way they age is different too, once they enter their teens their aging process starts to slow down. “Around when he was nine.” It was as bad as it sounded.

She pointed a little girl with cute freckles doing fierce actions, “Kitty. She’ll be our newest enforcer tomorrow.” “She looks like a kid.” Elena murmured. “She is actually. She’s only 14, maybe as old as you?” After a pause, “I’m 18.” Elena tried not to show her embarrassment. “Oh!” Lydia giggled, “Sorry, but that would be nice!” “...How is that?” Elena tried not to be curious too, but failed. “I’m happy for Archer.” said Lydia sincerely, “He doesn’t have to wait for four more years.” It took a while for Elena to catch on her point. A she-wolf cannot mate with anyone until she is 18, that’s the rule.

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.