Lost Lycan Princess Novels & Stories

The messenger bowed his head, he was not familiar with what the elder was saying and he was a bit confused. The elder was not happy in any way to even talk about what was going to happen if Selena was not stopped. “She is the first Lycan Princess to be born in 500 years, the power within her is greater than any Lycan King or Alpha. This was why we had to make sure that she wont stay with Luther for long. We wanted to make sure she would never figure out what she was.” The elder was looking at her people, she knew that most of them were still confused not knowing what she meant by all that.

I questioned. Justin walked up to me with another file. I scanned through the information before hitting the desk furiously. How could a lost princess have so much authority? " She is barely six months old as a princess after being found. How could the King let her do as she wishes?” I asked, feeling angered. There was silence as no one dared to say anything. Who exactly was this Lycan princess? “ Rumor has it that the King dotes on his daughter. He is willing to grant her wishes,” Justin cuts in, looking bitter.

Guests dropped their gazes instinctively-prey recognizing a predator. The scent of pine and storm swept in, primal and commanding. All heads turned. A man stepped inside, flanked by two towering guards draped in black and silver. He was tall—taller than even Reyes—with broad shoulders, sleek black hair, and eyes like steel. His aura was cold, ancient, and undeniable. Gasps echoed through the room. A Lycan. The Lycan Prince. He walked with purpose, eyes scanning the crowd until they landed on me. His steps slowed.

Why couldn't we just be together? A tear escaped my eye as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. What would people say in the pack? That I was a young lady with bad luck, unfortunate and unlucky in love. I shook my head, refusing to accept that. I was Lyra, the princess of the Ravenclaw pack, the daughter of Alpha Redwyn ,and the Luna of Prince Caius and I would not be defeated.

And now, apparently, a King's private, significant interest in her circumstances, careful enough to avoid revealing its full shape even to Elira herself. I didn't know what to make of the accumulating pattern. I only knew, turning it over during quiet moments on patrol and during meals I attended in careful, watchful silence, that whatever this eventually amounted to, it likely carried weight considerably beyond ordinary Pack politics. *** I mentioned the observation, carefully and without full detail, to Renn during an evening patrol several days after Kael's departure. "Strange, don't you think," I said, "how much personal attention the Lycan King has paid to Lady Elira's circumstances sin

As if a boulder has been lifted off my shoulder. I’ve realized that in order to accomplish my goal, the first and most important thing I have to do is accept who I am. I am a Lycan and to make it easier, I am not a human. So, I have to abandon those feelings and forget about my past life. I ain’t Emmaline Dawson anymore but Emmaline Knight, Luna of Shadowed Banes who in reality is a Lycan’s Princess. Whose purpose of life is to destroy the Shadowed Banes and restore the supremacy of Lycans once again on Earth.

I explain while shifting my gaze between Raine and Miranda. Lorraine's eyes pop a little at the word immortal, and she freezes. "Wait... Queen? Who are you," Lorraine asks with wide-open eyes? "Earlier, I introduced myself... I must have forgotten the prince part," I reply while trying to recall our conversation from earlier. "Prince! My sister is mated to the Prince of werewolves...yesterday she was in an abusive relationship, and today, you are telling me she will be an immortal queen if she decides to hook up with you," Lorraine asks while looking between us.

Everyone had suddenly become quiet as they listened to the Lycan prince speak , Syvia seeing how close he was to Amelia and how he held her hands ,she watched with jealousy. She felt a pang of pain in her heart as ,she sank into his words .She was filled with an Unending jealousy towards Amelia,but she had manage to wear a simple but cunning smile on her face as she admire Prince Ethan .His voiced ring in her ears ,just like it did to others . "We must fight to protect our kind ,and not to destroy them.The only people we are against are Rogue."he stares at them ,with Amelia by his side . "Therefore,as the prince of the pack .I declare that you remain mute and never comment on any case until

I ignore the question that has been bugging me since Nate mentioned this. “Well as you know, the late queen was a princess from a royal pack of lycans, they were pureblood, kind of like your family because if they mate outside of true lycan blood, they mate with alphas only. Those are the closest to the chain to the lycans. According to the publication I read, her wolf loses control and due to its dark powers and remarkable strength, it easily takes control from her." She pauses and inhales a deep breath. She watches me with a small coy smile.

It was about a farmer’s daughter who had caught the eye of a notorious prince and after killing the girl’s one true love, had kidnapped her and locked her in his castle, forbidding her from meeting even her family members. Except this tyrant prince had underestimated the spirit of his captured princess. Instead of she to cower and surrender to his vile wishes, like he had expected, she had chosen to slit her own and burnt his castle to the ground in the process, leaving the prince with nothing but ashes. She had taken matters into her own hands and that’s exactly what Esme would do. The Lycan king had no idea what was coming for him. She wiped the tears from her cheek. She knew exactly what