Lycan Queen Novels & Stories

His hair has the most unique look I've ever seen—black, but with streaks that burn a deep red when light touches it. In summary, if Anton is considered very handsome, the Lycan King supercedes that by a wide margin. I shake my head to remove such thoughts from my mind. He's the reason that I'm here, and he should be treated no better than the monster he is. There was always some ounce of doubt whenever I heard stories of how he conquered a pack, or raised a territory with his men, but after the things I saw this night, I know for a fact that they are true.

These days you can hardly ever see a Lycan that can shift. This was probably why they put up with the King's madness. Laylin took a second to analyze the information: "You aren't really his sister but a royal by birth. That makes you a double-edged sword. You could threaten the rule of the Lycan King or overthrow the monarch." She scoffed, turning away. Siding with Scarlet was walking on a thorny path. "This is really making me rethink my choices." "Choices are for frugal. You have limited options." Scarlet shrugged as she pointed out. "Chamberlain Hazi, the mediator of the Aristrocatic faction already sees you as an enemy."

"It was never about that." "Then what was it about?" "Power. The instant you questioned my decision in a room full of men who've spent years hungry for exactly that kind of opening, you told every ambitious Lycan in this kingdom that the succession is negotiable." He looked at Luca. "And now they're wondering whether their King can still command his own house — or whether his own children run it for him." Luca finally spoke, low. "Father—" "No. You stay out of this."

Sitting at the head of the table was the King and queen next to him and at the other end of the table were Marcelo and his beta. Marcelo’s eyes drifted between me and Kaleb, who was holding my hand now. I tried to remove my hand, but he pulls it back, gripping it too tight that I could feel my knuckles crack. “Shall we begin?” The king gestured for everyone to take their seats. >>> Two hours into the meeting, everyone is arguing about how Lycans are attacking small packs and not having to give them a chance to choose their packs. “I do what I have to do because it is for the best. People need leaders and…” One of the leaders from the south wanted to speak.

Ayden said to her, looking at her very hatefully: I think I did not ask you to say anything, so it is better for you to remain silent, or you will put your head in one place and your body in another. Emilia started to go back in great horror until she reached a corner inside the cell and sat in it. When she saw Ayden coming out of the other cell and heading to his cell, looking at Caesar with a look that no one understood her, he approached Caesar and pulled him out of his clothes and said to him with a hiss like a snake: You can never You look at the girl who is my companion, or if you have any feelings for her, or I will kill you, she is Luna the Lycan, and she is the future queen of the k

The very stone beneath their feet seemed to tremble beneath the force of it. Aliyah did not move. The Shaman lowered the crown and placed it gently on her head. The weight of it landed softly, but its meaning struck hard. Queen. When the Shaman stepped back, the silence shattered. The voices around her rose louder. A thousand howls joined as one. It was a cry of loyalty, a song of the old ways. Aliyah stood tall beneath it all, the crown gleaming against her dark hair. She was now Queen of the Lycans.

The pregnant she-wolf didn't understand why her body was submitting to this woman. The council members and the priestess gulped as they could tell what was happening. “He married her, didn't he?” Elder Mackenzie sighed. “So? If she's his mate, then I don’t see the problem,” Elder Beres snickered. “But this isn't how then council do things!” Elder Natasha let out. "To my loyal followers and my friends from near and far," Kanyon greeted. "I present to you, my second-chance mate, my wife, and the queen of Lycania, Jessica Thorton- Coldblood."

“You see, Luther, the Lycans have been the absolute hands of order in our lands. They have ruled all these years, and it is not a lie that they have been making sure that nothing happens. But of all the Lycan rulers, there has only been one queen.” I was not getting the point, my father was looking at me. He knew that I was not getting what he was throwing. He continued, “The Lycan Kings are chosen once they are born, they emit high and powerful abilities. But you see the Lycan Queen has to be a pure Lycan and best of all they are rare.” “Rare?” I was even more puzzled, I didn't get where he was going with all this. “Isn't she of his blood? How can a queen be

Alana watches us from her mate Ulric's side, he begins scolding her and I shake my head. "It's ok Ulric, she was only asking, she is just curious not being disrespectful. Yes, my mate Queen Liliana is a lycan, she's also twin sister to Queen Raven of the Bloodwrath Kingdom, and our Goddess of Life. I expect our people to treat her with the utmost respect. My mate King Ryder, is a hybrid, and Alpha of New Moon, he fought for his title and deserves the respect of his kingdom. If I ever hear anyone in my court disrespect or threaten his safety, you will answer to me." I am quick to make sure my advisors understand that my mates aren't to be messed with.

With the weight of the crown resting upon her head, Uriah, the newly crowned Lycan queen, found herself immersed in a whirlwind of responsibilities. As the sun rose on her first day as queen, she stood before the assembled pack, her voice resolute and commanding. "My fellow Lycans," she began, her tone filled with a mixture of determination and compassion, "I stand before you today as your queen, ready to shoulder the burden of leadership. It is with great honor that I accept this role, and I vow to serve you all with unwavering dedication."