Lycan Definition Novels & Stories

His silky dark hair is hidden underneath a crown and his scarlet eyes are scanning the area for a tiny figure which is hiding somewhere. Even without his wolf, Alexei’s senses are sharper than other werewolves. After all, he is a Lycan. Most werewolves shift when they are 18 but Lycans shift at 15. They are on the top of the werewolf hierarchy. Even Alphas cannot beat them in a fight and their blood is extremely valuable. They are born different and hence, rule over the other werewolf species. “Hee hee!” His sharp senses pick up someone’s snicker and he follows the laughter. It is coming from the small patio which belongs to his sisters, Anna and Maria. But he knows that they are at their da

“You will regret this, Annatoria” Resisting the desire to roll my eyes because her roundabout talk was too vague, I said, “If you expect me to take you seriously, then tell me what you know about the Lycan. What is he hiding?” “I…” Lyra lowered her head and pulled her hands into fists. “I can’t. He has ears all over. He might be listening right now.” The downcast in her voice made me think about the rumour Kaelen talked about. It was starting to seem very possible that I would be a sacrifice at the end of the day.

Everyone turned to look at each other. My heart was still pounding as I watched with anticipation as I wondered what would happen next. I wanted to tell Jacob to run away. He and his men because I knew how fierce Alpha Damien was in battle. He had never lost a fight before but before I could speak, Alpha Damien grabbed Liza, my best friend.

I will not think twice about taking her life. Lycanthropy is derived from the werewolf species. They are unable to transform into wolves because they are more in sync with their human side. Lycans are half-wolf, half-human hybrids. They have the ability to grow teeth and claws, have amazing eyesight, and recover in the same way that werewolves do. They do not transform into wolves.

said, maybe he was really capable of ending my life forever and I would not be able to be rebirthed or he was able to get me scared just like he did today and everything would go his way. “You better not scream for food while I go to sleep.” He said as I walked out of the room. I was hungry but I could not take it, I was traumatized by his actions he did like he really meant everything he said, and that fact always made me fear who he was. I didn’t understand thoroughly what he meant by everything he had said, but I knew he was a really dangerous man I wasn’t thinking straight. I wished I could talk to the moon’s goddess or maybe she’ll appear in front of me. I couldn’t help but get scared.

A deafening series of roars followed shortly after, while panic flashed across the face of Matilda. "Liam do something," Evelyn nudged Liam across the shoulder, she had heard from Leon the rules for a title duel between Lycans, for one to be crowned champion, the other needed to surrender or die in battle, it was a brutal and vicious rule, nonetheless it was a sacred ritual In the Lycan world. "No fucking way, I'm not going to get involved in this," "I thought you were his friend asshole," Matilda growled at him

But I hadn't told him yet that if anyone I felt in this world was him. "Unlike humans, Lycans are supposed to have destined partners. It's the connection of two souls, it's like we are incomplete without finding our other half," He began, as he noticed my expression that appeared due to my attempt to fully understand what he was saying he bend down to grab a piece of paper from the drawer of the nightstand. "This is our souls without the other half," He tore the paper from the middle holding out the pieces away from one another," And once we find our other half only then we can be fulfilled, this increases our strength and most importantly completes our soul."

“Do it if you have the guts to, but believe me, it is not going to bring him back to life. If it would, then I would be more than happy to give him my life.” “Who was that fucking thing? What was he?” Hana asked, keeping her shaking hand on the trigger. Elena stayed on her knees in front of her, submitting to whatever she was doing. She looked at me over Hana’s shoulder, her eyes holding an assurance that I didn’t expect to see. However, she was quick to turn her attention to the grieving human. “We call him a Lycan,” Elena said, answering her question. “It is a different form of werewolf, a demon born.”

"For a race with beastly transformation and magic, you guys are awfully quiet. I haven't seen one show of magic since I arrived." Emris shot her a deadpan look, then sighed. "I guess your history books skipped over an important information: Lycans are and have always been peaceful creatures. And our magical abilities?" He held out his hand and a tornado formed; circling his fingers till it vanished into thin air. "Every Lycan either has fire, earth, water or wind. And honestly? It's easy to forget about them." "Why is that?" "Someone with a stronger right arm will use their right hand for everything. Lycans are stronger when shifted, the abilities are simply a plus."

“No one has really explained it to me, though.” Drake sighed softly, sweeping a hand through his hair. He remained silent for a while. Then at last he did. “A lycan…” he started, his voice quiet but severe, “is not only a werewolf.” I frowned somewhat, trying to understand where he was going. He moved in his chair, eyes now focused as though he was painstakingly selecting his words. “They're stronger.” “Faster. More dangerous.” My heart jumped a little bit. “More than alphas?” I asked.