Lycan Queen Novels & Stories

though Alexis thought maybe Luna is the lycan's word which might mean a Queen, she nevertheless want to ask "Because you are his Luna. In the world of lycans, there are hierarchy. There are higher and lower lycans, there are Supreme Alpha, Alphas, betas, gammas and rest of them Lucien is the Supreme Alpha and the ruler of them all, any one mated to him will be his Luna and that is his Queen, his Luna will rule alongside with him. You are his Luna and that makes you the Queen of the lycans" Selina carefully reply

Ricky calls back. “Now repeat after me, I sit in this throne of the Lycan King to claim what is the birth right of mine, I am the first born Lycan to Dreena Ryane Queen of the Lycans and bear the white and Black mark of her heir.” I stopped waiting for him to repeat it then continued.

Kelissa insisted, her eyes showing some onyx shades despite her parents’ surprised looks when Greg mentioned things that were not discussed with any advisor. Greg raised his eyebrows at the heiress’s interruption, and reminded himself that he was going to be there for only another few more minutes at most. The Duke gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice, “If you read the news properly, Kylton, you’d know that she is one of us now. She’s a Lycan. She’s the Lycan Queen.” At that very moment, the door fell off its hinges as it burst open.

He grabbed it before biting her wrist and started drinking her blood. I could sense that the girl was in pain but, as a perfect slave, she remained quiet and still. I felt a tinge of sympathy but then again, Max needed to drink blood to survive so it was fine. The conversation with Nik helped put things into perspective. "Also, Avalyn killed Vasilik. She is the Queen of Mozog now," Nik said conversationally. "Killed the centuries old fucker? I'd love to hear what happened." Max looked at me.

Everyone is ready for a fight. “We are not each other’s enemies!” I yell above the sound of the growling lycans. I push Lucian out of the way and step in front of Erebus looking the bearded hunter in the eyes. “I am not your enemy.” I tell him as I stare deeply into his light brown eyes. “I am Ella Lyall, Luna Queen of Lycan City and I am not your enemy.”

But the queen was restless, and she couldn't bear the thought of Liliana taking her daughter's place as the Lycan King's mate instead of her daughter. As she lay in bed beside him, she whispered urgently, "We have to do something. Our daughter is in pain because of that mere slave girl who's snatching her place. We can't let this go on any longer." The pack leader sighed deeply, his thoughts deep in contemplation. "I know," he finally said. "But what can we do? The Lycan King is a powerful man, and we can't just go against him like that." The queen sat up abruptly, her eyes flashing with determination. "We have to find a way. We can't just let Liliana take our daughter's place. We have to ma

She has no idea on what the runic symbols stand for. “The Lycan king is looking for you.” – the soldier said in a thunderous voice “I’ll be there in an instant.” “Thank you, my queen.” Queen? She’s a queen? None of the memory got back to her system. Her eyes remained close and she listened to the voices in her head more.

Unknown “ We have found her, finally,” one of my men said. Looking out of the window I smiled. Finally, I thought, you will pay off what your mother wasn't able to give us. “ What should we do now?” He asked. “ Nothing,” I said. “ Why, she already has a mate,” he added. “ Who is it?” I asked through gritted teeth. “ The Lycan king,” he replied. Closing my eyes I took a sharp intake of breath. This is going to be a war. A war no one has ever witnessed and all the bloodshed will be on your name Susan, I thought in my head.

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.

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.