Novel & Cerita Rebirth: Fated To The Lycan King

"But not anymore. I am going to be happy this time around. I am going to make you proud, Grandpa. I will find that deed and use it to my advantage. I will ruin all of them. This is I swear to you." I was eager to know what was inside that deed that could be equivalent to the power of the Lycan King, but before that, I needed to meet him; The Lycan King, generally known by his dreadful name, KHOAS. The King of Darkness and Ruin, bathed in the blood of thousands of innocent lives he has taken.

He was the only person who understood how broken I had been since my beautiful Ambrosia died. "My gracious King, I'm begging you, just bear with it a bit. Pick a reasonably good lady to be Luna. You've been Luna-less for way too long, and it's against Lycan King protocol. The kingdom needs a Luna, and an heir, of course." I scoffed at his words. He made it sound so simple. I could give to flying fucks about protocol. I lost the love of my life, not a pet. No one could take the place of my beloved.

But I couldn’t prove it, and she knew it. Tears stung my eyes as the weight of her words sank in. “What about the baby?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. Lily’s smile faded slightly, her expression growing cold. “Gone,” she said flatly. “You lost it.” I clenched the sheets my heart racing, my thoughts conflicted. Lily stood straight, her eyes gleaming with cruel satisfaction. “You should start saying your final prayers, Kayla,” she said, her voice chilling. “The Lycan King won’t be happy when he finds out. He’ll kill you.”

I felt a strange feeling of need and despair, as if I needed something to calm my nerves. Tristan poured another drink, his fingers brushing mine as he offered. "So, Veronica, who is this guy that's giving you so much trouble?" I took a sip and let the alcohol burn my throat before answering. "These are the Lycan Kings, Lucas and Simon." Tristan's eyebrows furrowed. "Ah, twins. They have a good reputation. And you alone." I nodded, feeling the warmth of the drink spread through me. "Yes. I don't think I want to bring it."

" Although I get it, that you will be closer to your mother, but still, want you to know that I am here for you at all times" I nodded, searching for the right word to utter but it just couldn't come out. "Your persistent training seemed to have paid off princess" My heart hitched and with a hand placed on my mouth to stop me from shrieking out in joy, I nodded. "My Lycan side?" " Yes princess, you have just activated your Lycan side" Tears, hot tears slipped down my cheek and I let them all down "I wasn't always a failure Sebastian" I whispered to myself.

Not while the Luna Goddess had given me another chance to live again. I halted in my tracks, an evil grin spreading on my face as I vividly pictured the shock and frustration on hers when she saw me alive and in the palace. But that still couldn't be all my revenge for a deeply corrupted and twisted soul like hers. That only left me with one other option — if I truly had to return to the palace, then Elias had to be aware of everything. First, my sister's murderer, and then my near death experience. He was the Lycan King. Stronger than my enemies in everything. If anyone could help me take them down, work together with me, itwas him.

I gave birth to our hybrid son, a white-furred pup we named Zeal. Our child became the next world ruler, and Jax gained immense power. My sister had lusted after the elves' beauty and married into their clan. But the elf prince slept with every female in the forest. In the end, my sister caught a disease that left her barren. Jealous and bitter, she set a fire that burned me and my young pup alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the racial alliances. My sister had already slept with Jax first.

I looked at it — strong, scarred, stupidly steady — and took it. Not because I remembered loving him. Because I wanted to know what it felt like to do it again. --- That night, for the first time in centuries, the sky held both moonlight and dawn — side by side, not in battle, but in balance. And beneath it, a Lycan king and a Sun-born queen began the slow, stubborn work of rebuilding not just their world — but themselves.

I hated the effect she had on me, especially my wolf. Clenching my fists, I allowed Sophia, my soon-to-be Luna, to touch my body, although I hated the feel of her skin against mine. But it was a necessary evil for my kingdom. Lycans were not easy creatures to control, and even the females were hard to manage.

“Let me introduce you to King Alaric Anjou the Third. The King of all humans, werewolves, and magical creatures alike.” I nodded slowly, tracing the lines of the drawing. He looked so much like Lucien it made my skin crawl. “So he’s of French stock, too?” I asked, trying to keep my voice casual while admiring the picture. “Is that all you have to say?” Vivienne asked, her tone dripping with disappointment. “What did you want me to say?” I shot back. “I don't know—show that you're impressed! I just found out that the entity inside of you slept with the Lycan King himself. I cracked the code, Seraphina!” She threw her hands up in the air as if she had just won a marathon.