The Hunt For Lycan Queen นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“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.

Tightening his hold, he swore that he would allow nothing to get to her before carefully sliding away from her. Today was Friday, the day he and Jackson had an appointment with the Council to ask about the prophecy of the White Lycan as well as the princess. Travis had already reported back that no testing was needed to determine if Marcia was, in fact, the lost lycan princess. He learned that once they turn, a lycan develops its scent, which can be used to identify the family line.

The witch followed closely behind. "I understand that you have something to tell us, headmaster," I said after a beat, and he nodded. "Yes, your highness," he said, earning the attention of all. "I received word from Alpha Dexter of the Luna Queen situation and did some research." My ears perked at his words, as did everyone else's. "And what did you find?" I prompted, eager to hear. "A Lycan's heat process is not the same as a regular wolf's," he started, surprising us all.

As much as I hated Liam for the pain he'd carved into my life, I had not yet told Veldrin to bring him here. Not even implying it. Yet, with just days left until our mate bond ceremony, here he was—bloodied, broken, suffering. However, before getting the answer from Veldrin, a chilling thought ran down my veins. Do people in the West know that the Lycan King chose me as his Queen? He didn't answer me. Instead, his warm, strong hands cupped my face as he leaned in, capturing my lips in a sudden kiss. It stole my breath, startled me, yet I couldn't resist.

Before I even noticed him moving, a heavy, warm presence settled beside me. I looked up slowly through the blur of my unshed tears, my breath catching in my throat. King Damian was kneeling right there in the filthy mess of sharp, shattered crystal and wet stone. The legendary, unstoppable Lycan King—the man who ruled the entire realm with an iron fist—was down on his knees on the bare floor beside me.

“Listen here, this is not my fault, alright? I guess I should have been more prepared for anything but not this type of thing. Or how do you expect me to get the queen of the great Lycan king out of the palace and deliver her to you?” Klein was surprised and at the same time confused about what he had just heard her say. “Queen? What queen are you talking about?” “Ava. She is now Atticus’ queen and I would want to believe that you know how tough it will be if anyone tries to get the Luna of a pack out of her mate’s palace, not to mention what he is doing to whoever is caught in the act. He can track her by her smell and just imagine the happy ending you will get from it when he finds her in

Eliana listened, keeping her gaze on the blurred white landscape outside. "He is someone who prefers to keep to himself," Valerius explained softly. "He realized early on that in our Lycan world, people are driven by excessive ambition and an obsession with power. Power is what most people worship. But the King has a different dream for our kind. He wants to unite the Lycan world—to stop the endless border squabbles, bring proper control to the rogue threat, and build a realm where packs do not constantly try to destroy or one-up each other." Eliana turned her head back toward him, a flicker of genuine interest softening her expression. "That is a very good dream," she said softly. "It sound

"I can't wait to go to the mating ceremony. I want to see what kind of magnificent, high-born lady managed to capture the Lycan King's heart. I want to see the Queen!" Torren smirked, wrapping his arm around her waist, thoroughly enjoying her excitement. "Then pack your dresses, my love. In six days, we march to Volca-Crest." Neither of them realized that the "magnificent Queen" waiting for them on the golden throne was the very same girl they had left to rot in the dirt.

There are some vampires fighting with their own kinds while my pack are fighting the werewolves, but I can't see the Lycan Queen with them. I gritted my teeth before I turned to face Lory, not looking at the vampire who was eyeing me. I'll deal with her later. "Bring her inside the cave and hide!" I told Lory. "I'll look for the Lycan Queen." I didn't say anything more as I left them in that place to look around. I tried to follow the Lycan Queen's scent and it directed me to a dark spot of the forest. What could she be doing here?

“ Why would you try to hide my child from me. All this time, she's pregnant with my child. Are you stupid? Do you even know how hard it is to give birth to a Lycan. She's a human and could have died!! “ I say , already drowning in my own rage. I don't want to say much about Draco. He wants to shredd him to pieces. How could he keep our son away from us. " Look she's fine. And if you don't know that she has your child, why have you been searching for her? “ " Don't tell me she's fine! She's raising a Lycan wolf, you can't tell me she's fine when I'm not even there to support her. I'm her mate, she doesn't deserve to raise that child alone.“