Lycans Werewolf Novels & Stories

He expressed, but I frowned. “I'm serious. I just want to know, okay?” As soon as I said that, he nodded. “First of all, you're not a Lycan, so take that idea for your head. Secondly, Lycans are strong and are kings of other alphas. They are feared.” He paused, and then smirked. “You are one pretty shewolf…” “Are there other Lycans out there?” I asked, and he sighed. “Well there were, but not anymore. Look, I know you're interested in knowing everything but–”

That I’ve been thrown into a freezing river and I’m so far under the water I’ll never get back up. “The Werewolf gene is passed through the male line.” Cain explains. “Every male Wolf will produce pups because their genes are dominant. That’s why you’re not a Wolf because a female Wolf cannot produce pups with a male human partner. But with Sullivan blood, if you have offspring with a Wolf, they’ll not only be Wolves, they’ll be Lycans. Original Wolves.” I shake my head, shutting my eyes, burying them in my palms. “I can’t have children.”

“What do you think it is then?” Callan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, “It would appear from the reports that we are dealing with a Lycan.” Lycans a decedent of a werewolf, however instead of walking on all fours in their beast form, they walked on two. Instead of bright yellow, blue, or sometimes even red in rare cases, lycans were known for their black, void-like eyes. I let out a snort before letting out a laugh. “Those are only in fables and fairy tales, babe.” I continued to smile before my fear was becoming a reality.

I was shocked to return to the palace and realize that the man who I had chatted with so casually and given directions to was actually the very powerful Lycan King. He introduced himself and I introduced myself as well. He seemed a bit disappointed when he found out I'm the Luna of my Pack but I didn't really think much of it. The Lycan King had come to our Pack on invitation by Keith. Keith was seeking a treaty with the Lycan Kingdom as an alliance between our Pack and the Lycan Kingdom would not only grant us protection but reverence from the other Packs.

It cause the young lady's scalp to numb! “What are they?” She couldn't believe her eyes. She never have any idea about lycans, so this transformation of them cause her heart to dread! They height more than a few inch of her, but they are unsighty. Their eyes glown in red, causing heat to rise and lifted the coldness of the forest!

He groaned and pulled aside a little, giving me space. I proceeded to hit him in the manhood but he pulled back, then twirled me around quickly. When I looked up again, I'm suddenly confined to the bed. His hands were holding mine against the bed like a chain as he hovered above me. He was so fast that I could barely see him move. I've heard a lot about the Lycans. They were very fast and strong. They were like the doubled qualities of usual wolves. I guess that was why some group of Werewolves came together and made them the Alpha.

“He’s not a shifter. He’s a Lycan.” In our world, Lycans are between wolf-shifters and werewolves, and stronger than wolf-shifters. They were one of the deadliest wolf species. They shifted into monsters who stood on their hind legs, and looked half human, half wolf, their snouts elongated like a wolf, but they grew fangs that protruded down to their chins, and their claws were long and sharp. But like wolf-shifters, Lycans could shift at will, and they could be born or made.

He frowned, and I could tell he felt bad for saying it, but it was the truth. Lycans turned into wolves, but they were bigger and could walk on their hind legs. Werewolves turned into the actual animal wolf. We were more primal in our wolf form. More animal. Lycan’s didn’t have a wolf personality talking in the back of their minds all the time. Whereas, we had an actual second personality running around.

If someone were to walk in they’d see the way he pinned me to the wall, our chests heaving in tandem, and would likely assume the worst. I sucked in a ragged breath as he removed his hand, only the air was thick with his scent. It rushed right to my head, coaxing a whine from my lips that I barely managed to smother in time. Lycans were a vicious, brutal race. I knew that as well as I knew my own name, yet nothing could’ve prepared me for the half-brothers from hell. The blast should’ve broken your spine. Ryker’s eyes were dark with rage, yet I thought I saw something within them falter. It lasted but a split second, a fraction of a moment.

I was excited. “Uh,” He seemed flustered, “You believe me?’ “I’ll believe you when I’ll see it,” I urged him, “So, show me,” “Uh,” He licked his lips, he seemed somewhat hesitant, “Lycans have a different form than werewolves,” He spoke softly and he still looked confused, “You believe all this?” He frowned. “I will when you show me.” I smiled, “And I know,” I replied, “I looked it up on the internet,” My eyes didn’t stop shining and I was so excited my body felt restless, “Show me!!” I said again.