Lycanroc 소설 & 이야기

His teeth catching the lycan at the throat and crushing it in seconds. I turn to see another lycan coming towards me and prepare to summon the wind again but Croxus is quicker. Tackling him to the ground and snarling as he tries to go for the kill. The lycan is quick and spins, kicking Croxus hard across the head. Sending him flying back hard. The lycan lunges forward, going for his chest. I scream, throwing my power at the lycan, catching him in the chest and sending him back so hard he snaps his neck on impact on a rock.

His body expanded, muscle and fur overtaking flesh in violent, graceful transformation. A moment later, Lucian was wrapped in a halo of shimmering silver-blue flame—cold, ethereal, and hauntingly still. His eyes burned bright silver as his form twisted, reshaped, and rebuilt itself. And then—stillness. Standing in the center of the stone circle were two magnificent Lycans. Phoenix’s Lycan stood tall and broad, golden fur shimmering like molten sunlight. A brilliant sun symbol glowed on his right shoulder, and his eyes blazed a coppery gold. He radiated dominance and warmth, his growl deep and steady.

She knew a lot about me, maybe it was because she observed me. I kept shut, and tried to remain calm, but there was a lot more on my mind. I needed answers to why they were gifted. “How can you heal, and how can you see visions ahead of time?" Insteavof pleading, I had to ask her other questions that I thought was best. “Most Lycans are fifteen. You should be too since you're a pure blooded, or aren't you? Because we aren't pureblodded, but the blood of a Lycan runs through our veins.”

I scrambled to the edge of the floor to escape from the source of the scent. But it was the Lycan King. He had shifted form, his eyes were fiery red orbs surrounded by golden circles, his hair seemed to have grown longer, his skin was covered in fur than normal and he had three long sharp claws protruding from his fingers. But his face was still his not fully.

The Alpha was panting, his face twisted with rage as he glared at the Lycan. Ogar tore his shirt, growling as he tried to attack the Lycan, but the creature was much stronger, grabbing him by the paw and tossing him up a tree. “This isn’t over,” he snarled, before turning and disappearing into the trees. Kimberly sat frozen, her body shaking. She looked up, her eyes meeting those of the Lycan as he transformed, shifting back into the form of a man. His dark hair was matted with blood, his eyes fierce as he stepped toward her.

In the center of the room, Lucian lay on his side. He was fully shifted, but his body was twice the size of a normal pup, his limbs long and heavy, his coat a dense, dark gold. His eyes were wide, solid white gold without pupils, and the ground beneath his claws was cracking under the pressure of his raw, unguided weight. He was a creature of pure, ancient Lycan blood, and his small mind was struggling in the terror of the smoke. Directly above him, the massive iron chimney-grate was burning, the supports melting in the heat.

“Fight!” I heard Rohan scream. He was the Beta of the pack, next to… Alaric! “Where is Alaric?! ” I screamed, dodging a stray dagger. I began to tangle with a man whose face I could barely see. Alaric had trained me to be belligerent and skilled in the use of spears, so I wasn’t completely useless. Without wasting time, I moved to the next opponent. But soon, the ambushers began to throw objects that exploded in the air.

Sapphire said. As soon as I turn, I could not believe my eyes, here stood an all-white Lycan with clear blue eyes. Seeing is truly believing, looking at this beautiful creature in front me I had to agree with Sapphire she is a miracle and I cannot wait to see what she will do.

This 8 feet tall figure of the Lycan belonged to the great Lycan Lucas. His side partitioned medium length wavy hair flared as the cool breeze blew on the porch. As the strands of his hair curtaining his face got blown by the cool breeze, his face showed up clearly. Above the pair of his red glowy almond shaped eyes were a pair of well arched eyebrows with the left one having a cut on it. His eyes were crowned with beautiful long lashes that girls often crave for. He had high cheekbones and his face was freshly scrubbed. His clear forehead started to throb with nerves as he let out a spine shivering growl, "AAAAAHHHHHH!!"

Hrolf questioned her. "A Lycan is the one who does that, if you read the methodology of the Uranus you will see what a Lycan is, I have read about it before, a Lycan can control his transformation and has unbelievable power, they are rare and they can be seen just once in a century," she explained. Hrolf was amazed by what he had just heard from Ashina, he had never seen this part of her before and he was surprised. "Where did you get that from?" He asked her.