روايات وقصص ضمن The Blind Lycan King And His Queen

I blinked severally and dropped my head low, hoping Luna would stand by her words and throw me out. I couldn't believe that I was bound to them for life. I had no freedom? No life? “That is our final decision." "I won't let that happen. I am the Luna Queen and my words must be obeyed!” The Luna's growl brought tension into the room. Lucian faced his mother, his hands on his hips. “Have you forgotten who we are, mother? We are the Lycan kings!" He growled slowly and her eyes darkened in anger.

I remarked, rising from my seat and circling the table to stand before Alpha Killian, my gaze locking on him. Fear flickered in his eyes, swiftly masked by false confidence. Intriguing. “Have you ever heard of the Lycan King?” I inquired, my tone low and measured. “And what's your name?” “They don't exist; it's folklore. I'm Alpha Killian,” he retorted, meeting my gaze head-on.

Bob spoke too and paused. Bill took it from there. "We will go astray," Bill spoke and paused too. Raphael took it again. "At this point, we the council of elders want to present to you all your new ruler, king Lucian Marius. His wife, queen and Alpha female Alexia." The king and queen stepped forward, waving and smiling at the Lycans. The elders went to their place, behind the king and queen. The Lycans kept cheering on and on until Lucian raised his hand up, an action that meant that they can stop cheering, and they did.

I could see that she was scared to lose me just when we had found each other. We arrived outside the gate of the Werewolf Castle and Luke kept my hand in his. Making me smile as he even placed a gentle kiss on it. Just to reassure me that we would be okay. As for whom we were here to meet, It was the Lycan King and his Queen, they ruled all the Werewolves except for the Rogues. I had only seen them briefly during that hybrid war. In their Lycan beastly forms as they decimated their enemies. They were both really powerful beings when it came to strength and speed.

"Thank you for your honesty." As I turned to walk away, a whirlwind of thoughts swirled in my mind. I knew that this revelation changed everything, altering the course of our relationship and the destiny of our kingdom. But one thing remained constant—the love and connection between the Lycan King and me. Our bond was not defined solely by our ability to bear children but by the strength of our hearts and the depth of our devotion.

The lycan king had stayed unmated for years moreover it was unusual for him to suddenly decide to choose a wife on such short notice. Hailey shrugged. “Who knows? Maybe his terrible icy heart has finally melted and he’s lonely.” I gave my sister a don’t-be-ridiculous look. From what I had heard about the Lycan king, he was a ruthless ruler feared by all and merciless to his enemies. Some say he is a monster, content to rule from the confines of his territory. No one else except his people had seen his face, instantly, I felt sorry for the girl he chooses as his bride.

Good to know no one found out about this. "Will that be okay for you, Dad?" I asked. He seemed to approve of our plans. "Sounds good. More time for me to invite a lot, even the Lycan King and the Alpha King." The Lycan King and Alpha King were known to be ruthless. The latter was already settling down with Queen River, who was also his second-chance mate. Rumors said that the previous queen—who was also the current queen's sibling— betrayed King Maxxwell wanting his crown and nearly succeeded in overthrowing him. That information was only discreet.

He and his brother only equaled three. "What do you want with her?" Maxwell stepped aside. His voice had lowered. Something felt special about the Lycan before him. He didn't look usual like the ones they say in textbooks. He looked ancient. "That would be none of your business. Step aside" he pushed Maxwell aside. As he bent to pick Amelia up, Maxwell caught a glimpse of his eyes. They were hidden perfectly well but still, he managed to see them. Maxwell swallowed hard. They were orange. The lycan before him was royalty. Only the leader of the lycans has orange eyeballs whenever they shifted forms to their forms. One could not tell the difference if they were in their human forms but now, i

Instead we drifted—market to bridge to lantern street—letting the city eavesdrop on our quiet. Lumi slalomed ahead, terrorizing pigeons with the zeal of a licensed Minister of Nope. Varyn trailed us with three different ways to say don’t die tonight and the posture of a man resigned to my talent for ignoring good advice. Kael’s knuckles brushed mine. Small touch. Stupid. Devastating. “Careful,” I murmured, not pulling away. “People will think the Lycan King has a heart.” “They already do,” he said. “You won’t stop telling them.”

“The late Lycan is dead. We’re closer now than we’ve ever been. We must remain focused on our goal.” “We are.” The woman spoke again. “First public discrediting then we’ll weaken him and finally, he can go join his father in hell.” Hunt. I almost gasped aloud as my knees lost strength. These people were planning to kill Hunter. “And the Queen won’t be a problem?” The first voice asked again. “What trouble can a spoiled princess bring?” The woman chuckled. “Not to worry. If she and the Lycan seem to grow closer… “ Her voice broke. And for a minute, my heart jolted as I strained my ears to hear the rest of their plan.