The Hunt For Lycan Queen นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“They are easiest killed before a fated mate bond is cemented, so killing the mate before that happens proves more affective at ending their life. Silver will not harm them, they grow stronger on full moons, and their rapid regeneration makes them almost immortal. Only complete decapitation with a silver sheen obsidian blade and burning of the body seems to be the only way to truly kill the beast. The last line known to carry the Lycan gene is the Royal Family of the Kingdom of England. Per our request, they have begun to breed out this gene in order to fully submit to the new way of….” I could see Felix roll his eyes and snort a little. “Pup tales. Surely these books aren’t eluding that Lyc

The warriors must find the queen soon, because if they failed to do so, there would be nothing left of Lex to save. All of them were aware of what was to come from an angry Lycan when losing their mate. Especially if it's from a higher rank. It would be much worse to face the wrath of a Lycan king. All hell will break loose—Lex would be beyond saving. He scoured the garden... Nothing. The dungeons, orphanage, every building close to the main castle... There was nothing. There wasn't even any lingering scent of her. Or any distinct clues that could at least lead him to them.

Before anyone could blink twice, the darkness shrouding the country was eliminated, and unspoken peace befell the land. Aspen, who was still stuck on the floor because she could not overcome the continuous quake, watched with a soaring heart, as these lights healed the land. And as she watched, she finally found the courage to praise herself for hiding the seal when she did. If she had not done that, the Lycan Queen would have used it for something more devious and the little hope they all had for the salvation of their country would have been long lost. “You fucking retards!” The doors crumbled at the intensity in that deadly voice. “What have you fucking done?” The Lycan Queen stormed in,

he pointed at Dale “—you spared him. And now everything is unraveling.” “I won’t let you harm my pack.” “Oh, I won’t need to,” the man said calmly. “All I want is Queen Laida.” Dale’s blood ran cold. “She’s not who you think—” “She is exactly who I think she is,” the man interrupted. “You tried to suppress her scent, her wolf. But when she died... the beast woke. Slowly but surely, her true nature will emerge. She is the Queen of the Lycans."

Instead the gates stood open, and she was already waiting. I spotted her from a distance, standing before the entrance with a line of guards behind her. She wore a fitted dark outfit, and her brown-black hair fell loose over her shoulders. Even from that far away, there was something commanding about her, a stillness that made everyone around her look like they were only standing near her by accident. The Lycan Queen. I straightened in my saddle. Then my wolf stirred. At first I thought he had sensed a threat, but his attention wasn't on the guards or the walls. It was fixed entirely on the woman ahead, and the closer we came, the more restless he grew. I frowned. *What is it?*

Caleb listened with the partial attention of someone waiting to find out why he had actually been summoned. Then Fenn, with the practiced casualness of someone who had been building toward something, said: "You hear about the Lycan court lately?" "What about it?" Caleb said. "New Queen," Fenn said. "Not new in terms of it just happening, I suppose, it has been building for a while. But the formal announcement went wide recently. Noble houses are all talking about it." He adjusted something on his cart. "Stunning woman, from what people are saying. Young. Has three children already, some kind of ancient bloodline that the court has been looking for years apparently."

We were just the trash he was throwing out because we had no use to him. What made it truly unsettling was the fact that the Lycan King only ever took women as tribute. His entire pack was rumored to be made of males, and if there was no place for us in their ranks, then we weren't being taken to serve. We were being taken for something far darker. And no one knew for sure what happened to the women who disappeared into his territory. Not a single one had ever crawled back from his clutches to tell the tale.

they howled. "See, we told you, you could do it," they said, mind-linking me. "You will be a great queen." The howling took a long time before it went silent. The Lycan queen stood up. "That's my sons' mate and my daughter. I'm well pleased with her. She will become your queen and lead you as I do," she announced. "I, Mia Blake Jones, hereby declare Anne Hill as the queen of the Lycans." I was shocked. I looked at my mates' faces. They were shocked as well. I slowly looked at the Lycan king's face.

Consequently he established a law forbidding Lycan to mates with human. Due to the grace of god the queen finally worked up from her coma. But she was not human anymore. She was a lycan just like him. After questioning the goddess acolytes he found out that if human are Lycan's true mate they won't die during the mating process. Which confirmed his doubt that the queen is his true mate. Thus it was decided to not transformed any human unless they were their true mates. However many females human were killed as many were claiming them out of lust or attraction.

Roaring and roasting anyone coming for them. -We will fucking kill them all.- ______________ Alexie The Royal Beta "Quickly. Hide the pups to our vaults! Anna, go!" Her task was to make sure the heirs and the Lycan Queen were secure. A sworn duty. Her queen snarled in protest. Her wolf on the surface. Alexie tilted her head in submission.