Lost Lycan Princess Novels & Stories

I took a turn and bolted, the other two right at my tail. --- Lucianne~ "What is your name?" Reiner asked, putting the bloody nail puller away. "Do you still even remember?" He had a smug expression on his face. My pulled and bleeding nails had already begun to sprout new ones. With the agony that I had endured, there should have been no way I could speak, but I raised my head to him, my eyes gleaming with a hatred so visceral that I was shaking from its intensity. "Lucianne Van Der Burg, daughter of Alpha Lycan Van Der Burg." I spat in his face.

Then reality returned and slapped me in the face. This was Prince Caleb. Future king of the Lycans. A walking emotional disaster wrapped in expensive black clothing, and I was… whatever the hell I was becoming. The room suddenly felt too small. Outside, Princess Lena exhaled sharply. “If you do not open this door, I will come in myself.” I panicked instantly. “Can she do that?” “Yes.” “What?!” Caleb finally looked mildly annoyed. “Unfortunately.” I turned in frantic circles trying to think. There were no good hiding places. Massive room. Beautiful furniture. Completely useless for survival.

I told them and they came out of my embrace with confused frowns on their faces. "What do you mean by that?", Father questioned. "I'm here as the Lycan Princess now, aren't I?" "Are you really the Lycan Princess? They didn't just adopt you like we did?", Mother frained. "Yes, I truly am the Lycan Princess. I was told that I got missing as a child and somehow ended up here with you," I revealed and Mother gawped. "They found me while I was drowning and saved me. I've been in the Lycan kingdom since then."

Standing on the dais, Ryker's commanding voice echoed through the microphone across the Neutral City: "Tonight, the Lycan Royal Family has something of utmost importance to announce to the entire North. Our supreme Lycan Princess, lost to us for eight years, has finally returned to the throne!" The hall instantly erupted into cheers and applause. Every Alpha looked up at the dais in excitement, eager to catch a glimpse of the mysterious Princess. The spotlight slammed down. The throne in the center of the dais slowly rose. Jaxson looked up with hope. He thought this was the perfect time to suck up to the Royal Family, thinking that if the noble Princess was in a good mood, maybe she'd help h

Princess Shelyca held Krista’s right hand and they walked hand and hand going to the waiting Bentley car that will bring them to the Palace’s heliport. Krista looked at the Princess and suddenly said, “Princess Shelyca, if I need to die to save you, I will. Don’t forget that. That is how much I treasure you because you never made me feel low, even if the rest did, just because I am my father’s child, out of wedlock.” Princess Shelyca gently tagged Krista’s hand that she was holding. “Don’t you ever say that; no one will die among us. I am a Lycan Princess and no one will dare to hurt us,” she smiled at Krista.

"I know what you are to me. And I know you feel it, too." She gasped, her breath hitching as she stared at me. She knew. She could feel the pull just as much as I could. "But I am a Lycan Prince," I continued, my voice cold and heartless. "My pack needs a Luna who is strong. They need someone who can lead an army, not someone who can barely stand. You are weak, You are a mistake I cannot afford." I saw the light in her eyes flicker and die. The hope I didn't even know she had vanished, replaced by a deep, hollow grief.

“Like they were possessed. They barely slept after they got back with you. I think it’s… everything. Plus, that Lycan Princess wasn't giving them a breather.” I frowned at her last words. “What Lycan Princess?” She hesitated, chewing on her bottom lip. “Cassia,” she said at last. “Their ex-mate. A Lycan. The only sister of Lycan King Lucian.” My heart skipped a beat. I didn't know who Lucian was, but he must be someone of great importance and power since he was a Lycan. “A Lycan?” Ori nodded slowly. “She’s powerful. Gorgeous. A nightmare if you ask me, but… she still wants them. She’s been staying here ever since they got back.”

“In the year 1108, Prince Aldo de Gilgamesh, the heir to the Lycan throne, discovered his mate, Lyanna Caramelo. He saw her by the river, filling a jar with water. At that very moment, he knew she was the mate bestowed upon him by the moon goddess. That night, the Lycan prince marked her as his own and made a promise to return to Lycaon to marry her.” “However, the news reached the ears of Prince Ulric, the younger brother of the crown prince. Driven by a desire for revenge and the crown itself, he kidnaps Lyanna and took her away. Despite Prince Aldo managing to capture the rebellious prince, Ulric ended his own life before revealing to his brother that Lyanna had perished. This devastated

No, they both were enjoying this because they were Lycans, and sadists by nature. "How funny!" She said softly as she brushed him aside. "Prince Landon is also curious to meet this women, you see. Ok, here we go," she said as she clapped her hands together. I tried to look at Landon, but he had his eyes transfixed on his mom. "Like I said, there would be 12 Lycan princesses which would try to bond with my son over a specific period. They were carefully selected so as to satisfy the royal blood. As I call their names, they would step in front of us," she said firmly.

"Make sure nobody knows about her reincarnation because we need to protect our princess and we will never let anyone harm her just like they did 500 years ago. Now hurry up and bring me those portions. We need to treat her as soon as possible." The woman quickly walked towards the shelves where her master kept his most expensive and important portions and nobody was allowed to even touch them. She knew her master will happily spend those portions to treat the little girl. They were waiting for her arrival since generations. Her master's grandfather was the one who served the little girl and they were fully aware of the tragedy that happened to her. She was not a simple girl but she was the p