Lycan Queen Novels & Stories

"No, Faris. I would never harm a member of my family like you have done. But I will tell you this. I will no longer sit around and watch you drive this city into the ground. You are a disgrace to the title of Lycan King and the Lyall name." "If you feel that way, you can leave too," I snap at her. "There is no need to banish me, Son," she says. "I, Ella Lyall, Luna Queen of Lycan City, hereby break all ties with the pack and declare myself rogue." Her words cut me like a knife. I feel her link to the pack break, and my chest burns with regret. But I refuse to let it show. Getting up from my desk, I walk to my office door and pull it open. "You can leave," I tell her. "I will have s

I stood straight, torn tunic waving, dark curls whipped by the wind, and declared, "I claim the title of Queen of the Silvermoon Pack. He is no more, and I am his blood; his sister. Dane's mate, I proclaim and swear that both packs—Ironclaw and Silvermoon—will live in harmony, united under peace and not chains." A ripple of shock traveled through the throng, a wave-invisible, perceptible. Ironclaw Lycans shared a hesitant look, their claws retracted, and their aura flickered under the pressure of uncertainty. The warriors, women, and children of Silvermoon looked on, mouths agape, with hope fighting an almost lost cause against fear.

“Your Majesty, you are a guest here. A honoured one, but still a guest. Red Moon matters must be handled with care.” Caleb took one step forward, and the air changed. The lamps along the wall flickered. “I am also the Lycan King,” he said. “And I will say this once where every listening ear can carry it properly. If another wolf touches Alexander Grey, traps him, harms him, or uses rank to corner him, I will treat it as an attack on me.” A sharp breath passed through the wolves watching from nearby corners. Rowan’s face did not change, but Alexander saw his fingers tighten around the edge of his robe.

"But we have a problem. Marcus can't carry Kael through high-pressure water tunnels, and we’re short on weapons. Your daggers are still on the cathedral floor, Queenie." Natalia closed her eyes, reaching deep into the center of her core. The ancient lineage of the Lycan Queen wasn't just a title; it was a physical weight, a reservoir of ancestral energy passed down through centuries of warriors. She felt the internal lock break, the silver light erupting from her skin with such intensity that the slate tiles beneath her boots began to frost over. When she opened her eyes, they were solid silver, devoid of pupils.

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.

Wood splintered and flew across the room as four royal guards burst through, their eyes glowing with lycan power. "There!" one of them shouted, pointing at Korran. "Get away from the princess!" Korran moved in front of Autumn instantly, his body shielding hers. "Don't touch her." "Step aside, bastard. The Queen wants you out of here. Now." "Make me." Two guards lunged forward. Korran fought back, throwing punches and dodging their attempts to grab him. For a moment, it looked like he might actually win. He was fast and strong.

He asked me, speaking to me as an ally for the first time since I got into the place. "My name is Elara Blackthorn, I am the queen of the Lycan kingdom and this was once a pack I ruled over. That was until I got betrayed and thrown out" I explained to him, and that seemed to even calm him more. "My name is Pero. Does the king know you are here?" He asked, and I just poured half of the antidote into his mouth.

Chloe’s POV I paused, considering my words carefully. "The Lycan King is determined by birthright. Aiden's older brother, Prince Hudson, is the heir apparent to the throne. So, technically, he is next in line to become the Lycan King." My eyes widened in realization. "So, Aiden is like... the prince who supports the king?" Ashley nodded. "Exactly, Miss Chloe. Aiden holds an important position in the royal family, but he is not destined to be the Lycan King unless something happens to Prince Lucas."

He doesn't need your approval! "I will send you to Eclipse Castle. The Lycan King is fond of you after watching your match. You will leave there as long as he wants," he uttered. "There's no guarantee that you will be coming back here…alive." My eyes widened when he mentioned the Lycan King who personified arrogance, virility and power. Everyone was afraid of him. In his prime years, he killed thousand Alphas. It was a miracle that he was the one who offered a truce but of course, all of us were still at his mercy.

Remember history class you big dildo? ‘Shut up you furry shit eater! History class sucked. That’s what I have you for!’ I chuckled. ‘That doesn’t explain why you didn’t recognize her as your mate!’ ‘Lycan’s sense their mate before the lycan emerges from their human counterpart. It’s one of the ways they are superior to all wolves.’ ‘They’re superior to wolves? How? I thought defeating their king, which killed the pack apparently, would have been proof enough of our superiority…and the fact that they went extinct.’ I was suspicious of his facts.