Lost Lycan Luna Novels & Stories

"I’m curious, how was he in his previous relationships?” "Different," Leah responded, though she seemed slightly uncomfortable now. "I probably shouldn't tell you this, but... the Lycan King used to have several concubines. It's not uncommon for unmated Lycans of his status. But out of all of them, he only truly cherished one." My stomach clenched. "Where is that one now?" Leah's expression became sad. "She's dead, Luna." The word hit me like a physical blow. "Dead? What... what killed her?"

"Why are you doing this? I am your Luna?" Alison Carter, Luna of the Rose Moon Pack, cried while clutching her side. Bleeding from her Alpha's claws. Her red long hair was now drenched with blood. Her sapphire eyes reflected her fear and disgust against the perpetrators.

After some minutes one of them approached me. "Excuse me, I'm Luna Morgan from Blue Moon pack, is it true that you're not a Lycan?" She asked, looking at me with taunting eyes. She knew the answer but she just wanted me to say it. She wasn't the ringleader, I could tell she was nervous but she tried to cover it up with overconfidence. I smiled and took a slow sip of my wine, making sure to waste time then I stood slowly. I could see her right eye start to twitch slightly.

The question of why he sent for me runs nonstop in my head, the thoughts sending shivers through my body every step echoing my fears the grip on dread heavy on me. Everyone knows what happens to omegas here.The stories never ending, one more dreadful than the last. Alpha Damien breaks in the female omegas before they are mated, while the Luna punishes them afterwards for laying with her mate. It doesn’t take much to know why I’ve been summoned with the mating ceremony only a few hours away.

They had been attacked and it seemed like hardly anyone survived the attack, not even their most capable guards could protect them or even fight the infiltrators that had forcefully made their way into their pack. Coughing from the excess smoke that had made its way into her system, she struggled to see through the fog of smoke so she could find her parents and help them find their way out of the pack but it seemed almost impossible. Regardless, she didn't want to just give up. She was the next Luna to be after her father since she had no brother and this was her time to show that she was capable of being Luna and leader of the Lycan pack.

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

That might have gotten you shocked, I know. My name is Jason and as you may have guessed, I am a male werewolf with a hidden past. A past which I had held in high regard and which I believe won't wash away. It was a very remarkable experience. The past experience was that of my past lover and I. We had been so loved up so much that I was shocked to the bone marrow when she died leaving me behind. Before she died, she had promised that she would be back to be with me once more. I had held on to that promise and looked out for her but I never did see her.

A few seconds had barely passed after I agreed when the door opened and a tall, lanky man with shrewd eyes and shaggy hair confidently strolled in, stopping short when he spotted me and the Lycan King. “Damian, wh-what is…?” The man stammered, his eyes bouncing from me to Damian. The Lycan King casually slid up next to me, placing a hand on my waist and grinned. “Lucas, this is Aviana, my Luna!”

This afternoon's schedule was disrupted, so I had to make some more arrangements. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from my brain. It was my wolf, Adonis. I remembered that he hadn't spoken to me since five years ago. I didn't know why, but he said I had lost my Luna. I wanted to scold him for that because I had no idea what was going on. All I remembered was that one night, it was as if I lost consciousness and was drawn to something... Later, Melany came to me with her two children, but I never felt anything from her. I was a little suspicious at first, but now I was becoming sure she was not my Luna.

"I did not kill anyone. You murdered him then took his widow and daughter as trophies." Through the bond I felt Kael's support flowing into me. Bryson had controlled my life through fear and violence. Made me believe I was nothing. That I deserved the abuse because I was broken. But I was not broken anymore. I was Luna, who is blessed by the Moon Goddess herself, bonded to the Lycan King and fifty Alphas across multiple territories. I was power incarnate. "You abused your own daughter." I took another step forward. "Raped her repeatedly and got her pregnant with your child. Then you called it tradition."