Lost Lycan Princess Novels & Stories

Digby hadn't revealed our true identities to Kelsey, but as the Lycan princess of the Silver Moon Pack, I definitely wanted her to shine at the upcoming awards gala. While we were browsing, a woman's voice suddenly called out. "Kelsey, you actually came here? These clothes are worth tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands. Do you think someone like you can afford them?" The woman entered with a designer handbag, her tone dripping with arrogance. A claw-like sensation brushed through my mind, my wolf exhaling a relaxed breath. I sniffed the air. It was the faint scent of another Alpha. I frowned. This woman was an Alpha, though her scent was weak and fragile. She didn't seem strong.

Yet, despite the darkness that lingered, her spirit remained untouched by the curse's malevolence. As she grew, the unnamed princess became a beacon of innocence and purity, a living contradiction to the shadows that threatened to engulf her. Her laughter echoed through the stone corridors of the lycan palace, a melody that resonated with the hearts of those who beheld her. The lycan subjects, captivated by her untamed radiance, couldn't help but be drawn to the enigma she represented.

She scolded. “ Tyson has two sisters right? ” My head was stuck on the same thing. “ No. ” She shook her head, gripping my arm to take me away from the room. I paused in my way and looked her way without taking a step forth. “ He has two sisters. ” I insisted. “ No, Lady Lana. Tsk! ” She clicked her tongue again. “ There is only one Lycan Princess of the East. Princess Lenora Murdoch. She was lost…but they found her a year ago. ” She explained.

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 Christian 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 Christian, 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.

They sent out dispatches, sending soldiers and soldiers and soldiers, but none could find the little princess who had disappeared during the celebrations. None could find her aunt either in the human world or the Merge. And so days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into years. Sure, she had other children in her life. Two daughters and a son to look after. Happiness and peace came upon the Lycan territory, with the ache getting easier to bear, but every day, the sun goddess stood in her garden mourning the loss of her real daughter, who had magic in her veins.

He said it keeps him fit. The man leans forward and says with a sly grin, “Well, you are from Liddicoat, so you still don’t know, but the Lycan king has been traveling for the past two years to search for his Lost Luna. You know, that plain-looking woman with massive magic and insane, god-like skills.” “What woman?” I ask, pretending not to know. “Luna Serra Lore-Dunkerson. Although, she’s Mage Serra now if she’s still alive. You might have difficulty earning the Lycan king’s love if he is still searching for his Lost Luna.”

She had no one to guide her, fearing her parents might find out. Aliyah kept her abilities to herself out of fear that the kingdom would see her as evil and compare her to her witch aunt, who waged war a year after her parents’ reign. How do I know this? Because I am Luna, also known as Aliyah Collins, an 18-year-old first-year college student majoring in fashion design. I am the daughter of the Lycan King and Queen. So, yes, I’m a princess. But as I mentioned, I am not like them. I don’t have a beast, so I cannot shift into my lycan form.

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

Controlled by a psycho Alpha? Sinclair kicked her away. “You never thought it would come to this, did you, dear sister?” Sinclair’s voice slithered with cruelty. “Ava, the mad king’s daughter, the princess of the royal House of the Lycans, begging a lowly whore's bastard yet again for her life and her children's, royal children for that matter. Your sextuplets will bring me more fortune than you could ever dream of. You have no vengeance on me, *Princess*,” Sinclair's mocking voice cut through her heart like a sword.

Saying that I cut the call and waited to reach the office as soon as possible. I knew about the girl but we had never met before. She was the Lycan King’s only daughter. The Lycan Princess. Her Dad was my father's best friend. Dad had already told me about her. And what had happened to her? When he told me that she was betrayed two times in love I felt bad for her. At first, her mate betrayed her so she rejected him and married Alpha Sebastian but he left her for his first mate who came back five years later with his son.