Lost Lycan Princess Novels & Stories

I was much less terrified this time, and instead took in the sights—the palace growing smaller behind us, the city sprawling out, the narrow ocean that separated us from the Werewolves. Us. I was a Lycan now, wasn’t I? By title, at least; I was the Princess of the Lycans. The bride of Prince Isaac Thorne. Each day, the Werewolf kingdom felt further and further away from me, like that strait had doubled in size. I wondered if my mother would be happy; she loved the Lycans, after all. I liked to think that she would be thrilled to find that her daughter had grown to care for them just as much.

Amalia’s pov After two months of the witches not getting back their powers we let them free, it was a punishment enough for them to not have their powers and without their powers they were not a threat to us. After five years My brother traveled to the other four royal packs cross the world to let them know about my son and his powers and in one of the he found his mate. She is the daughter of the European Lycan king and she agreed to follow him back here. The two of them make the perfect King and Queen now that my father retired and spends all his time with his grandchildren. They have a strong young boy that fancies one of Tatiana’s daughter. I could tell that they are going to be mates.

The last time I was the center of attention, I was banished. They all looked at each other and even before mother spoke, I knew that I could not escape from this welcome party. This was required of me as their daughter. I was no longer Sophia the maid but Sophia the daughter of the Lycan king and queen of the North. I was now a princess and I must behave like one and fulfill my duties. It was a burden I have to live with for the rest of my life.

“But… how did you know it was mine?” Lea shared a quick glance with Marcus, and he nodded, encouraging her to continue. “The moment I saw it, I knew you weren’t just any Lycan. This necklace…” She gestured to it, her expression soft but serious. “It’s not just an ornament. It’s an heirloom. A symbol of your family’s legacy.” Marcus took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the necklace in my hand. “Your mother, Princess Anita, was the daughter of King Artemis—the true Lycan King.”

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

Her voice trembled as she whispered, “Who… who are you people?” Prince Darius stepped forward, his gaze soft yet intense. “Leila… you are our missing princess. The daughter of King William of the Lycan Kingdom.” Leila frowned, shaking her head weakly. “That’s not possible. I'm just a human orphan. I don’t even have a wolf.”

A Prince and a Princess. “She didn’t specify exactly how many pups,” she whispered truthfully, still feeling dreamy as an array of thoughts whirled in her mind. “Her name is Era. She is an ancient Lycan and has been the companion of several Queens over time.” Clyde paused to process this new information.

For the time being, Lycan King tried to forget about his mate and moved his eyes around. There were two large thrones in the center with wolf carvings on them, which he assumed belonged to Alpha and Luna, whose daughter's birthday is today. And it is for her that Lycan King has come today. He wanted her to be his mate so that he could get Alpha Aiden's pack, which is one of the most powerful packs, as his main motive is to conquer the world. But now that she isn't his mate, he will have to come up with another plan to get this pack. As he was moving his eyes around, searching for his mate his eyes stopped at the beauty who was descending down the stairs whom the host introduced as Princess O

"I don't want you to ever think that you're replaceable to me, Dana. I can't fucking live without you. Tell me you understand, baby. I wanna hear you say the words." My words come out as a breathy moan, but we're interrupted by a cold, loud knock on the door that feels like I've been submerged in an ice bath and cuts the moment in half. Carter's hand stills and he sucks in a breath when Mathilde says from the other side, "The princess would like to have a word with you, Alpha. Says it's urgent." "Fuck," Carter murmurs before saying in a much louder voice, "Tell her I'm on my way."

She still had servants around her who, despite their different kinds and races, did not despise the Queen; she became their immediate helper in disguise instead. “This is what was revealed to us,” Ida said. “The last royal blood prince of the lycans will return to bring peace and harmony again between the Lycans and the Witches, as well as every other realm and kingdom that had been suffering over these years in the hands of the lycans.” The lycans in favor of King Borasco made an uproar that what the fae was saying was a lie. “My King, please do not believe this fae,” Alpha Yelmadz interrupted. “They are using magic to fool us. We cannot be sure if what she just showed us a while ago was re