Lynx Oc Novels & Stories

NEXKOX_KNOX inside of Lyca's body I woke up feeling energized this morning. I tested the capabilities of Lyca's body and discovered that she possesses a shield, which is now embedded in her necklace. I attempted to remove it, but it seems that the necklace recognizes its true owner. Additionally, Lyca has the extraordinary powers of telekinesis, planter, and drifter. It's astonishing how a small wolf can possess such extraordinary abilities. Typically, wolves have only one to three powers, and it's unprecedented for them to exceed that limit. If they do, their own powers can consume them.

“This body is not ordinary. It carries the magic of fabrication. It feels otherworldly.” “This is a grave accusation.” Caine interrupted sharply. He turned and addressed Silas. “You expect us to trust the interpretation of an old charlatan?” Fake Logan faced Silas as well. “This is becoming disrespectful. We are both leaders here. You cannot expect moon valleys to accept the judgement of this man.” Silas chuckled softly. “Since the beginning of time, Lycans have been stronger than werewolves.” His eyes locked with Omega Logan, and he continued. “This is a matter already settled, because everyone knows that the omega's claim is absurd.”

But before I could ask anything, he started the engine and reared the car, and drove out of the woods towards the sea. “Okay…I guess a little beach time wouldn’t hurt.” I commented with spite, a little miffed by the fact that he didn’t ask for my opinion. “Relax, Saira. You have yet to see the true beauty of the sea.” There was an unconcealable pride in the Lycan’s tone when he said this. It piqued my interest. The Pacific Sea was more than I expected. Though the Lycans lived in the center of a giant ocean, they didn't lack the luxuries those on land possessed. So, I relaxed in my seat and began to look forward to what the Lycan had to show me.

screamed in my mind. As I approached the War Chamber, the great oak doors were slightly ajar. The air that seeped out smelled of iron, old leather, and something else. A palpable aura of raw power and menace. I peered inside. Thirteen figures, all dressed in black, sat around a massive oval table. Their low voices, like the rumbling of distant thunder, filled the chamber. A jolt of pure terror washed over me as I realized I was about to enter a room full of Lycans. With a deep, shuddering breath, I pushed the door open and stepped into the room.

"Hey, do you have a CCTV camera outside in the restaurant?" "Yes, but it's not connected with the computer in here to view the live feed." "No worries," he assured him. "As long as the computer can be connected to the internet, I can make a connection for a live feed." The computer Dani pointed Ricardo to looked like it belonged in the early century of the digital age, but the latter looked ready to make it work and with a few keystrokes, the homepage to what Megan realised was Os Buscadores's server on the dark web popped up on the screen.

“Pick one. I don’t care which one. Marry her and stabilize the realm before I lose what’s left of my mind.” Damian’s eyes opened. They were bright silver, which all Lycan’s possessed. The look on his eyes would have made a lesser wolf slit their own throat. “You think I don’t want a mate?” His voice came out quiet. The dangerous kind of quiet that Lucas had learned years ago to take seriously. “You think I am choosing this?” Lucas said nothing.

But my beast grows insistent, sensing something I haven't consciously registered yet. "Something's wrong," I say quietly, pulling my horse to a stop. Kieran and Lyra immediately halt beside me, alert without question. "What is it?" Lyra asks, her hand moving instinctively toward the knife at her belt. I close my eyes, letting my enhanced senses extend beyond normal human perception. There—the faint scent of others, deliberately masked but not quite enough to fool my lycan’s awareness. The subtle displacement of air that suggests movement above us on the canyon walls.

It could also be earlier than that, depending on their specialties. Lyn, however, is over nineteen years old. In six months she would be twenty and if she didn't get her wolf by then, there would only be one possibility. Omega. As an Alpha & Luna’s daughter, that will be so humiliating for them. “Lyn!” Lycia approached Lyn with quick steps. Her face looked worried. She touched Lyn's forehead slowly while her eyes started emitting anger. “Who has done this to you?” Lycia asked in a stiff, angry tone.

she said all in one breath. Fracture handed her a plate of food. Everything tasted quite good. It was all well-seasoned. Cory looked around the campfire. Lynx was possibly the only one as quiet as she was. He seemed about a year or two older than her, perhaps nineteen or twenty, the youngest of the wolves with the exception of Hayden. The expert in stealth was lean but muscled with olive skin and shoulder-length wavy black hair. His dark brown eyes remained on the flames of the campfire as though he were alone and not in a circle of travelling companions.

"I want you to dump her quickly. I am going to kill that bitch once I become Luna. I am tired of seeing her stupid face around. She thinks she is prettier just because she has blonde hair, a petite face and blue eyes?" Leo patted her behind and pinched her cheek. "Don't be so mad. I hate for you to waste your time and energy on such a person. I am sick of her face too. The fact that I need her help to become a Alpha makes her more disgusting to me." He paused, there was a few moment of silence before he told her. "Hiw about this, after the ceremony and you become Luna, I will let you use the witch to torture her to death. It is not like anyone will stop you." "Leo…" she cooed. "I can't wait.