How Old Is Von Lycaon Novels & Stories

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. The truth was right there, but fear tightened around my throat and swallowed it whole. And Damien… He hadn’t looked away once. His eyes were locked on me, sharp and unreadable. It felt like he could see through me. I was having a panic attack and I couldn't move. I wished I could disappear. After what felt like forever, I gave the smallest nod. It was all I could manage. The priest raised his arms high. “Then, by the ancient laws of the Lycan bloodline, I now pronounce you mates. May the Moon Goddess bless your union.”

“How old do you guys get?” “You mean how old do we get?” He corrected her, as realization came over her that she too will age like him. “The oldest known werewolf is 250. But there have been others who have lived longer. Vampires live even longer as do the fae, but warlocks and witches have similar life span as wolves.” Aiden stopped when he saw Alys’s eyes were as wide as saucers. “You didn’t expect us to be the only thing that goes bump in the night.” He winked at her and put his finger under her chin to snap it back up.

"The average life span of an ordinary Lycan is one hundred years. Extremely powerful lycans can live up to two or at most three hundred years and the Donovans, the most powerful family in the Lycan world can live up to five hundred," "Five hundred?," Her jaws dropped a few inches at the new information "Lycans live for a very long time little kitty, but most of my kind do not get to live this long due to territorial wars," "How old is your father?," She asked with a burning interest "Four hundred," "What?" she half yelled with bulging eyes, it didn't make sense, how could a creature live that long?, and besides it didn't explain Leon's birth as the pretty boy was too young in comparison to h

Have you ever taken a good look at me? Well, the truth is that dressed like that, Lycaon's good genes shone through. He looked to be 26 or 27 years old. He passed well for a student who only decided to come to college years later in life. Shane laughs. - OK! OK! Jeez!

Their destinies seemed intertwined in ways they had never fathomed. But amidst the revelations, there was still the pressing matter of the black beast and his pack of lycans. Luna, her voice filled with determination, broke the silence. "While this prophecy is significant, we cannot forget the imminent threat we face," she declared, her eyes glinting with fierce resolve. "We've uncovered information about the beast and his pack. There is not enough information about them but they lived 2000 years ago and were responsible for the great war in which they were defeated"

💞✉💞✉💞✉💞✉💞✉💞✉💞✉ ZANNICUS' POV: I bounced onto the bed and both Nic and the nurse laughed. The nurse left and soon Von entered. "Hello Luna!" "Hey Von!" Von is one of the youngest doctors here in our pack and he was one of thoso who helped me treat the wounded pack members after the second attack. They moved here when he was thirteen with his mom because his father died during an attack and couldn't bear to stay at their old pack. He's very smart. He's just seventeen years old but had a mind of an adult. He's actually a very cute guy.

“I am a Lycan. How many years do you think I am, girl?” Linda studied her closely, biting her lip as her eyes moved over Olinda’s flawless face. Her skin was smooth, unblemished, her dark hair thick and glossy, her movements graceful in a way that felt untouched by time. “Em… maybe sixteen?” Linda guessed hesitantly. “Or fifteen?” Ryan’s head snapped toward her, disbelief flashing across his face. “Linda, she’s clearly older than that—” “Wrong,” Olinda cut in sharply, her tone slicing like a blade through the air. Her smirk didn’t fade. “Well, we Lycans, half Lycans, or even direct descendants… we have one thing you werewolves don’t.”

Kyra was stunned when her arms wrapped around his waist and she hugged him from behind like he was her lover. 'What's happening?' she thought, feeling horrified. To her shock, He didn't push her away. He turned to face her in her embrace. When her gaze finally landed on his face, she gasped. He is handsome, like the most dangerous predator on the planet. His jet black orbs looked darker, his sharp features looked lethal for her sanity. She didn't know men could have this kind of pull over women. He doesn't look old. He looks just a few years older than Dane, but she knows he is older. Lycan's stop aging after they turn 30. And damn if her girl parts didn't clench with need.

“Let me get this straight, Lily,” Clayton commented calmly, an hour after when he arrived at the pack house to meet with her and Liam. “It’s either the wolf less child spoken in the prophecy is going to be sixty-one this year or twenty-one years old, right?” “Yes. According to the elders that I spoke to, the wolf less child has already been born,” Lily answered calmly as she looked down at her notes. “If we used the reference of the prophecy, the last years where there was a full moon on the sixteenth of July was the year of 1941 and 2000. My instinct is making me lean towards the twenty-one-year-old. Because of the few excerpts I got on the second part!”

“You beg at my feet to save you from a sixteen-year-old she-wolf?” The vampire glanced at the Dragon, realizing that he was unaware of the time gap since the massacre of his kind. “She is not sixteen, My Lord... She is twenty-six years old.” “Twenty-six?! Visenya?! Princess Visenya?! She’s sixteen years old!” “No,” the vampire gulped. “She is not a princess anymore. She is now the Lycan Queen, and she has been for the last ten years. She was sixteen when she ascended the throne, when her father slaughtered your kind... when he slaughtered your family.”