Luxanna Crownguard Arcane Novels & Stories

he enchanted some words while sprinkling holy water from Underworld’s river Lethe. After few minutes the process ended and Francesco untied our hands again. But when I saw our palms, miraculously there was no sign of wounds. Francesco declared, “From now you are our Luna and one of our pack. You will easily be able to order other wolves from our pack through mind-link.” Hearing those words, my lips instinctively curled up in a bright smile. I looked at Xander, he instantly winked at me with his devilish smile. Then he said, “Now it is time for crowning my Luna. Kindly bow down in front of our former Luna so that she can crown you.” Granny was waiting next to us and beside her Galaxy was sta

She shouldn't have to take on the pain alone. Frantically, I searched my waist for my Kingship band but tonight in all the years I've been King is the first time I'm leaving the house without it. Just perfect. “Hey wait, listen to me “ I tried to reason with the guards but they didn't listen. “I'm the Lycan King. My name is Adrian Xanders, you have to believe me!” They dragged us into a building with no light. I still couldn't believe I was getting arrested.

A tense silence settled over the Grand Hall as the crimson glow surrounding the Blood Crown grew brighter. The ancient jewels embedded within its black metal frame pulsed like living hearts, casting rippling scarlet light across the chamber. Every noble remained frozen where they stood, their eyes fixed on the crown resting upon Lucien’s head. No one had witnessed such a phenomenon in centuries, and even the oldest members of the court looked as though they had stepped into a forgotten legend.

“This is something I need to do alone. Just give me the amulet.” The other guard wanted to protest, but when he saw the glint in my crimson eyes, a sign that one wrong move from him could bring my Lycan to the fore, he sighed. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small, silver amulet. It was a small metal piece, with countless runes etched into the surface. This was the only thing that could unlock her cell—an enchanted piece of silver imbued with magic strong enough to contain even her. Only the Moon Goddess knew where my dad got this from.

“Not after what you did.” “Oh, but this is exactly where I belong.” Lyandra stepped forward, the runes on her armor glowing faintly. Her hand rose, dark energy coiling along her fingertips. “While you were busy playing Luna, I was becoming something greater. And now…” Her eyes gleamed. “…I will take what is mine.” The words rippled through the chamber like an oath. The ancient magic of the packs recognized the challenge for what it was. A direct claim: Luna against Luna. “Blasphemy!” one elder shouted.

She smiles, "You see, you knew what your mate was going to be, and you knew that she was going to be very special." I had forgotten all about this. I had done it one day as Mary and I were talking. I hadn't even realised I was carving it until it was done and Mary had pointed it out. It was of a panther and a Lycan, both wearing crowns entwined by the heart. At least now I know what the crowns mean and why they were entwined at the heart.

Behind him— LAFAY (rushing in, breathless) "Xavier—someone just breached the outer ward. They're carrying something ancient. I felt it in the runes. It's Flameblood, Xavier. But it's not yours." Xavier's eyes widen. He reaches for the Crown—but it burns red-hot now, reacting violently and not rejecting him but preparing for war. [XAVIER] (hoarsely) "Then it's begun."

“Two days ago, Alexander personally took her to a private jeweler. Measurements, design consultations—he stayed the entire time.” My heart clenched. “There’s more,” Ethan continued. “And it gets worse.” “I accessed her private cloud. Password was Alexander’s birthday.” Inside were photos. Hundreds of them. I opened the file he sent. The album was titled: My Knight. The most recent post was dated two days ago. He said this crown belongs only to me. Just like him. Next week’s family dinner—he promised to give me a name. The image showed an exquisite bridal crown— diamonds and sapphires set in a constellation pattern.

He never let go of my hand. When we got to the forest, the young alpha crouched behind some shrubs and motioned for me to do the same. I followed suit. "Stay here," he ordered. "My horse is on the other side of the forest. I'll get my horse and circle back to you, but you mustn't leave this spot." "I won't leave this spot." I promised, but he shook his head. "No," he said. "Those people will kill you without feeling remorse if they find out you're here. Swear it. Upon the Moon Goddess."

The crown sparkled in the sunlight, made with silver branches shaped like moonlight vines. Kendrick turned to Rina and said, “With this crown, I name you Luna of the Crystal Pack, my equal, my heart, and the mother of our heirs.” He placed the crown on her head. For a brief moment, there was silence, and then the entire crowd erupted in a thunderous cheer. The sound of howls filled the air, echoing across the hills. Wolves shifted in excitement, lifting their heads to the sky. The music began again, louder this time, and flowers were thrown into the air.