Lycan Princess Won't Be Your Luna Novels & Stories

His face remained expressionless, and there was no hint of excitement as he fixated his gaze on me. After Beta Adrian got me to the altar, I then stood to face Alpha Damon, with my heart in my hands. The oldest Zeta cleared his throat to speak. “People of the Lycanfrost pack, and the Alphas from all other packs in the wereworld. We are gathered here to celebrate the reign of another Luna. A month ago, we lost our previous Luna while she was birthing a pup. May the moon goddess rest her soul. But aside from that, the Alpha can't rule without a Luna. So we found this beautiful she-wolf from the blood moon pack. May her reign bring forth blessings and may the moon goddess grant her pups to succ

She was always told that she will be the one to unite the packs, that it is reliant upon her to bring everlasting glory to the Lycans. Bianca was so close to completing this goal. Celia was the one that ruined it. Nobody else could have disrupted her plans quite like the poor and wolf-less girl she once met in the hospital. Who would have thought that the poor little runt girl that Bianca hates so much is the Alpha King’s fated mate? The one who will step into the role as the Luna Queen.

She rubs a symbol on the child’s head and closes her eyes. “On the night of your eighteenth birthday, the Lycan King will search for you. Your magic will call to him, but it won’t be enough. You will be in a sleep like death before he arrives, and only the mark of your fated mate can awaken you.” The rune on the child’s head glows brightly. The spell is complete. Quickly, Anila wipes away the evidence of her betrayal. “That will be our little secret,” she smiles evilly. “Leonidas would never mark someone without their permission. While you are sleeping, I can make my move. But first, I will have to find someone more desperate than me to carry out my bidding.”

“I’ll be busy helping clear up after the ceremony.” “I’m still your father, Lyra,” I hissed. “You don’t get to disobey me.” She smiled again, but there was steel behind it now. “And I’m your Luna. My wishes should be respected, too.” The audacity. I laughed once, darkly. “Oh, I should obey you now?” “No,” she sighed. “But you should remember I’m no longer the frightened girl you used to control. I will come later when I have time. Not because you command it.”

I turned to face her, a mixture of surprise and curiosity in my expression. "Scarlet, what brings you here?" I inquired, my voice tinged with wariness. She took a deep breath, her eyes searching mine for answers. "Alpha, I have realized something during my time away. My feelings for you haven't changed, but I understand that we cannot be together in the way I desire. I have come to terms with this realization, and I am ready to resume my duties as Luna," her words were filled with resolve, the emotions raw and unfiltered.

It was a mystery—an enigma she wanted to understand. So many questions swirled in her mind. Luna Lyra, she had heard so much about her. She was praised endlessly, even compared to Luna Gianna of the Moon Silver Pack. But for now, all that mattered was saving Princess Akira. Lyra looked down at the princess. Her eyes had turned pale white, her body shaking violently. White foam escaped her mouth—she was losing control to her rogue side. Those eyes stared back, filled with venom… vengeance. It wanted to tear, to rip flesh apart. But Lyra stared right back, unshaken.

“Oh, without question.” The Luna appeared, regal and mischievous, flanked by two warriors holding…oh no. Oh no. Drums began again—this time with a sultry rhythm. The warriors carried a large chest forward and popped the latches open. Inside were clothes. Costumes. Feathers. Sequins. Sashes. Something that might have been a lyre. “Tonight’s performance,” the Luna said, her voice almost too gleeful, “is brought to you by the losing team… who will be reenacting—in interpretive form—the sacred tale of the Moon Goddess and the First Alpha.”

“Well she deserves it! She should have been thankful enough that Alpha Kylian was so charitable and took her as a Luna. But she’s so greedy that she even wants all of Alpha’s love.” Hearing all of their baseless accusations, I became more emotional. I scoffed. “Thankful?” I should be thankful to Kylian? What a joke! Even if the Dark Moon Pack was the most powerful pack in this continent, being given an opportunity to be a “Luna” was still a s disgrace to my title as a princess. A mere title as Luna was nothing to be thankful for nor be bothered about.

"My King, yesterday after meeting with the queen Dowager, I overheard some maids talking about my inability to possess any Lycan power and with Ira not responding, I'm afraid of what the outcome might be" "You are worried I will choose, scratch that, the Kingdom will choose Sophie over you?" Silvan asked and I nodded in agreement. He dropped his cutlery, "What makes you think so princess?" His voice was calm, his eyes piercing into mine. "It's obvious that with her Lycan abilities as an Empath, she stands a better chance at being the best person for Luna against me, a powerless she-wolf who cannot seem to get in contact with her Lycan too"

If Lorian didn't see me, then he would go to Adrian and that's when my cover would be blown. Since my mind was filled with thoughts, it was easier for me to get there without thinking of the hassle. This time around, I didn't have to sneak in to enter because I wanted them to know I was here. “Stop!” The guards pointed their spears at me “Who are you? Identify yourself.” “I come in peace. I am Queen Kaya, The Lycan Queen. Tell your King that I am here.” It seemed that the need for me was no secret because they didn't ask any more questions.