I Am The Lycan's Luna Novels & Stories

"But whatever bloodline you come from, it's not purely Lycan. There's something else mixed in. Something powerful and dangerous." Anna's heart raced. The silver-eyed woman in her dreams. The mysterious man in the library who looked like Lucas. The power that kept trying to break free. It all suddenly felt connected to something much bigger than she understood. "Can you help me or not?" Kieran stopped pacing and looked at her. "I can stabilize you temporarily. Keep you alive long enough to find a permanent solution. But I'll need ingredients. Rare ones." "What kind of ingredients?" "The kind found only in the Forbidden Hollow."

One of his warriors opened the door for him as they took the dishes. "Lock it securely from the outside and double the guards. The Luna is a Lycan," I heard Hunter say. The warrior glanced at me and chuckled, but she's so tiny." I raised my hand and shifted it and the asshole swallowed uncomfortably. The door soon shut and I could hear all the locks clicking.

When she said that Leah was just a sacrifice to save me, I didn't like that. "Damon. Amoux." Luna called us. She was about to touch me, but I dodged. I'm still not okay. As long as Leah is not here, I will not talk to her. Luna sighed, and I saw tears forming in her eyes. "The Lycan has been waiting for you for a while." We just passed her and then we went straight to the Lycan office. We see the lycan just staring at the window, like he's deep in thought.

I gave them a dazzling smile, " Ladies, I couldn't help but overhear your comments as you were so loud," " Luna Love, finally he made you his Luna. Congratulations," one of them said. I could hear the bitterness in her tone. " Yes, we were happy to hear you are the official Luna of the Grey Lycan pack," They smiled, pretending to be happy. I took another step forward. They stepped back, fear present on their faces.

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

Everyone is ready for a fight. “We are not each other’s enemies!” I yell above the sound of the growling lycans. I push Lucian out of the way and step in front of Erebus looking the bearded hunter in the eyes. “I am not your enemy.” I tell him as I stare deeply into his light brown eyes. “I am Ella Lyall, Luna Queen of Lycan City and I am not your enemy.”

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.”

And Aries forgot how to breathe. She was breathtaking. Larger than any female Lycan he’d ever seen. Her midnight-black coat gleamed beneath the stars, every muscle rippling beneath it with coiled strength. The white tip of her tail and nose shimmered like snow under moonlight, and her eyes—those burning, brilliant blue eyes—scanned the forest like a goddess reborn. Luna. Her name echoed in his mind. Not her human name. Her Lycan’s. His Lycan responded instantly—roaring awake in his chest like a beast uncaged.

"Okay, I'll see the Lycan Leader with you. However, not as your wife, but as your Luna." His knee brushed my thigh. I frowned at the slight tingle the contact spiked up my limb. The damn connection from the Bonding Ceremony was growing stronger. I needed to speed up my plans before it became a stumbling block in my way. "Is there a difference between the two?" The Lycan asked. If he felt what I felt, he did a good job of not showing it. "There is." I sighed, finishing the last stitch and turning off the sewing machine. Rising out of my seat, I cut the hanging thread with scissors and held the dress in front of me. "I wasn't born to be your wife. But I was born to be a Luna."

he yelled, horrified. “Goodbye, Brother.” Aikiz shot Ruth. Gasping for air, she looked at her brother’s corpse. She almost broke down in tears, but she had no time for that. Tonight, the moon chose Aikiz to be the new Luna. Her smell changed. In some hours, all the Alphas in the city will discover that she is the queen that can make them eligible to become Lycan. In some hours, all the Alphas will fight to death to print her and claim her womb, whether she accepts it or not. So she has only some hours left to flee.