Novel & Cerita Nora And The Lycan Prince

I explain while shifting my gaze between Raine and Miranda. Lorraine's eyes pop a little at the word immortal, and she freezes. "Wait... Queen? Who are you," Lorraine asks with wide-open eyes? "Earlier, I introduced myself... I must have forgotten the prince part," I reply while trying to recall our conversation from earlier. "Prince! My sister is mated to the Prince of werewolves...yesterday she was in an abusive relationship, and today, you are telling me she will be an immortal queen if she decides to hook up with you," Lorraine asks while looking between us.

“I have a feeling…” he murmured, “…she’s about to become something much bigger than our pack.” Above them, the moon shone brighter than ever before. Tomorrow… The orphan’s life would end. And the White Lycan Princess would finally awaken.

King Alaric approaches, his presence commanding, and the room falls silent in reverence. “Princess Aloria,” he greets me, his voice smooth like silk, yet with an underlying strength that draws me in. “It is an honor to finally meet you.” I curtsy, feeling my cheeks flush under his gaze. “The honor is mine, Your Majesty.” “Your return brings hope to our realms,” he says, his eyes never leaving mine. “A union between us could solidify the peace we desire. Your strength, as a Lycan princess, is exactly what we need.”

Silas repeated. Noelle was suddenly thrown into a dazed state. This man…was the Lycan prince. The same man who was with her last night at the stream was… Her breathing hitched. And she had spoken to him casually. Her eyes narrowed nervously at the impeccable-looking Prince in perfectly-designed suits. Why would he be interested in saving her? No one in the pack ever did, not even her own mother. “Her courage is admired and I want her.” The Lycan prince said and a shocking ripple coursed through the crowd. Now, Noelle wasn’t finding it funny anymore. He wanted her? If he was a prince then he surely didn’t want her for anything good.

I stood on the balcony, wrapped in Theo's arms, my entire body humming with the newly formed bond between us. My fingers trembled slightly against his chest, but I felt a warmth spreading through me, an expanding heat that wasn't quite confidence – more like inevitability. Two days ago, I'd been simply Emma Maxwell, gamma of the Blood Moon Pack with an Alpha wolf I kept carefully hidden. Now I was mate to the Lycan King, and nothing would ever be the same again.

“Thank you. I knew I could count on you.” “Always,” Blake said. But then her posture froze. Her eyes widened. She went still. “What’s wrong?” Lydia asked. And then she felt it too. The air shifted. The crowd parted. The third Lycan prince strode toward them—tall, broad-shouldered, with long dark hair that shimmered under the lights. His golden eyes locked onto Blake. He didn’t speak. Just walked straight up and pulled her into his arms. “Mate,” he growled.

“You’re alive.” Raphael’s hand weakly reached up, resting against my cheek, his eyes widening. "Your eyes…” he whispered, his fingers grazing his own face in awe. "They’re red. You… are…” “…a Lycan,” Lance completed for him, his voice filled with wonder. “She has the gift of resurrection.” But our moment of reunion was shattered by the Overlord’s enraged roar. “You…” the Overlord snarled, his face twisted in fury. “How…?”

NYXORA I am Nyxora, daughter of the fox king. I am a princess with a good education. Marrying the alpha king Nightbane has been my dream since childhood. I’ve loved him for a very long time with all of me, but he didn’t know. He only knew me as Nyxora, the arrogant princess. So when my father broke the news to me, I was surprised and excited because I never thought he would let me marry a werewolf.

The only difference is that the woman next to the Alpha Lycan is slightly bigger than Nora. "She is my mate and a Luna for my pack. Nora Hayes, that's her name." My heart stops beating. No way, I can't believe it. Nora is still alive, her wolf has risen, and even more surprising is that she is an Alpha Lycan mate! I often think about the body of Nora we didn't find in the forest. My subordinates searched the entire forest for two days. I remembered what my subordinates said; they were attacked by a mysterious man.

​"Malphas is leaving. Escort them out. The treaty is signed and bound by blood." "Gladly," I mutter, standing up to my full height, letting my massive frame cast a shadow over the room. Cillian pushes off the pool table, sharply straightening the lapels of his designer jacket. "A pleasure as always, Prince," he sneers softly. "Enjoy your victory. And your human. I hope she's worth the price of admission." Little does he know she is no mere human, she is the Lycan Queen of Legend, one day she will lead us all.