Lost Lycan Princess Novels & Stories

she said sarcastically. I groaned as I put my hand on her back. “Behave, Lycan Princess. We need to make it through the night.” “If you call me princess again, you will get blue balls like Zack.” I chortled. “These are your balls, too, baby.”

It’s like runes, only they are glowing around his hand and arm in a golden colour. ‘I have no idea what it is either.’ He replies to my unanswered question. I’m about to answer him when someone rises from their seat and clears their throat. “Before the king accepts his chosen, I fear that a grave mistake has been made… The Lycan Princess is the niece of the Deimos Prince… an enemy of Helios. Are you certain by taking someone who is a descendant of the Deimos line that you will not make our God turn away from us?” she asks quietly, raising an eyebrow as she looks around the hall.

Lydia accused. “Really?” I was shocked. “Come… We have so many things to catch up on.” Lydia pulled me upstairs, escaping the men. “Your room looks like that of a sixteen-year-old, Alicia. You are a woman and not a freaking teenager.” Alicia scoffed, and I shook my head. “There's nothing wrong with my room, Lydia.” I chuckled, and she rolled her eyes. “You on the other needs to change your look. You are the princess of the Lycan kingdom.” I rolled my eyes.

His steps carried him toward the grand doors, each stride a testament to his determination to restore the missing piece of his family and his realm. Few minutes after the Lycan King left the royal court, the seven princesses stood up from their seats and they walked towards one of their rooms. One of them, a beautiful slim girl with gray hair and silver eyes, gnatches her teeth together as she paces around her room. She was Nyx, the third princess of the Silverpaw Gate. She was known as a fierce warrior but since her younger brother went missing, she had felt like an arrow had passed through her heart.

Bianca asked as we trudged through a large field. “Hmm," I hummed a response and she sighed in relief. I snapped my eyes at her, not able to withhold the questions on my mind. “Who is that girl?" She looked at me, her lips twitched up in annoyance. “She is the Lycan princess, the sister of the Lycan kings," she replied, and my heart skipped. Her words confirmed my suspicion. “Are they all so rude?" I scoffed, narrowing my eyes. From the corner of my eyes, I saw a smile dart across Bianca's face.

“Lydia, this would change everything. Everything. We have to – we can’t have even a shadow of a doubt.” “I know,” Lydia said, looking deadly serious. “Trust me when I say that I’ve cross-checked every single scrap of information I can find about her. Everything checks out. She’s exactly the right age, and everything about her temperament and life in the human world lines up with the character you’d expect of a princess. Straight-A student, star athlete, student body president. Apparently she’s been with her human foster family most of her life, and they all seem close.” “If she’s the Lycan Princess, how did she end up out there?”

Slowly inhaling and exhaling, my heartbeat slows and I am finally able to form a coherent thought in my brain. “I don’t know anything, Healer Anderson,” I start all over again, “I don’t even know why I’m here with the werewolves when one of my parents was a Lycan.” “The missing Lycan princess was born to the prince of the Lycans,” Healer Anderson begins, “but he disappeared one day. He ran away with a human woman. It is said that they eloped and had a child, hence the missing Lycan princess. Only a few people knew about their whereabouts but they never gave any information.”

We are all from the same species but we are fighting and killing another. “Hear me! All of you! I am Alana Harriston, the granddaughter of your former alpha king and the daughter of your former lycan king!” They stopped and looked at me. “I am your true lycan princess! I am your true werewolf princess!”

He leaned forward and picked a broken snow globe up, smiled at it, and tossed it back in the heap. "Lucretia was a Lynth Princess, a rare wolf. She got betrayed by love. Her daughter was barely a year old when she was captured. No one knows what happened to her. She is the last Lynth princess." " Why are you telling me all this?" I was unsure why this was of importance. "Aren't you curious to know what Luna Lucretia was like?" He stopped by the shelf, picked up the picture frame, dusted it with his sleeve, and handed it to me.

I had no idea what she was saying, and I was completely unfamiliar with the royal family. My brother, Stavros, is mated to a vampire princess. Her name is Akasha, or Kash, as the family calls her; she is the Queen of the Lycans,” she said, and I chuckled. I couldn´t contain the joy and relief I felt to know that they were different from what I believed... The Lycan King mated to a Vampire Princess, and both of them ruling over the Lycan Realm was something that gave me... HOPE.