Lycan Queen Novels & Stories

Bob spoke too and paused. Bill took it from there. "We will go astray," Bill spoke and paused too. Raphael took it again. "At this point, we the council of elders want to present to you all your new ruler, king Lucian Marius. His wife, queen and Alpha female Alexia." The king and queen stepped forward, waving and smiling at the Lycans. The elders went to their place, behind the king and queen. The Lycans kept cheering on and on until Lucian raised his hand up, an action that meant that they can stop cheering, and they did.

Ryan looks down at Lester's broken body, before frowning back over at us. "Wasn't you locked away, how did you get out?" Max asks Ryan with a frown. "We broke him out and we're talking about the lycan king," I say answering both of their questions. "The what?" Ryan asks as a look of confusion cross face. "The Lycan king, the son of the first lycan," I say. "What's a Lycan?" Ryan asks, still looking confused. I look at him for a moment seeing that he really doesn't know who I'm talking about.

And why is she important for me to know? Whoever that person is, I really should meet her later, but for now, I will take care of punishing Tiffany and Morgan. It won't be easy, I'm certain of that. Morgan was the previous Lycan Queen, surely she still has supporters with her and Tiffany is… well, that thing too.

I have that skill, remember? “The Lycan King is the most Superior. He is over at the Lycan Realm and will only come here if the Oust Resistance is a failure. Then he will kill the Alpha Queen himself. So, for the Queen's sake, let's hope we can successfully dethron and kill her, else she'll be facing something much dire-- the Lycan King himself.” Sir. Skippar added and I gulped hard. He then turned to me with a weird look on his face. “You should know this.” He said.

"You and Arman have been lying to Elisha all this time? Why shouldn't you be honest with her? The sooner, the better! This is madness!" Madeline pushed me hard, and Beth helped me get up and said, "Madeline, I have never raised you to be so cruel and dishonest!" "Oh, really, Beth?" laughed Madeline. "I'm the last Lycan girl in my family, and I won't let a human girl like her easily take my place. I own Arman, and I am the only queen he has ever had. Every pack of werewolves still calls me their Lycan Queen!"

“You beg at my feet to save you from a sixteen-year-old she-wolf?” The vampire glanced at the Dragon, realizing that he was unaware of the time gap since the massacre of his kind. “She is not sixteen, My Lord... She is twenty-six years old.” “Twenty-six?! Visenya?! Princess Visenya?! She’s sixteen years old!” “No,” the vampire gulped. “She is not a princess anymore. She is now the Lycan Queen, and she has been for the last ten years. She was sixteen when she ascended the throne, when her father slaughtered your kind... when he slaughtered your family.”

Reaching for the jug, she poured another glass of water for Crystal. “I never thought a useless person like you could ever dream of being with the Lycan King, but I suppose I had no idea how desperate you Omegas can be,” Crystal said once Lyra was back to standing beside the table. “I don’t know what part of your useless brain makes you think that the king would pay attention to you, but I’m warning you right now, don’t you dare try to get close to him. Seduce whoever else you want. But I’m the only one who can be the Luna Queen.” Before Lyra could stop herself, she scoffed. And then, the words she was trying to hold back spewed out. “Who said I want to be the queen?” she snapped. “Sorry to

Gasping, she pushed herself up, her limbs trembling. And that was when she saw her. A golden glow flickered in the distance, illuminating a figure standing still in the void. Tall. Cloaked in shadow and power. A woman - not just any woman. The First Lycan Queen. Lyra’s breath caught in her throat. The Queen’s face was an echo of her own, but sharper, older, colder. Her golden eyes burned like molten fire, unyielding and unshaken. Power radiated from her in waves.

He was something far above that. A Lycan. And not just any Lycan. The Lycan King. A strange mixture of shock and disbelief flooded my thoughts. Dane, however, clearly hadn’t expected this reaction. His jaw tightened as he glanced at the uneasy council members. “You can’t be serious,” he said sharply. “You’re going to let that distract you from the real issue?” His voice sounded more strained than confident now. The council leader’s attention remained fixed on Luciano. “Are you claiming Camilla Lynch as your mate?” he asked carefully.

Caleb listened with the partial attention of someone waiting to find out why he had actually been summoned. Then Fenn, with the practiced casualness of someone who had been building toward something, said: "You hear about the Lycan court lately?" "What about it?" Caleb said. "New Queen," Fenn said. "Not new in terms of it just happening, I suppose, it has been building for a while. But the formal announcement went wide recently. Noble houses are all talking about it." He adjusted something on his cart. "Stunning woman, from what people are saying. Young. Has three children already, some kind of ancient bloodline that the court has been looking for years apparently."