The Hunt For Lycan Queen Novels & Stories

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.

"Hybrids are protected species. Any hybrid discovered will be brought to Shadowpeak for sanctuary. Anyone who harms a hybrid will face the same punishment as harming pack." Aldric's face darkens. "You can't just..." "I'm the Lycan King. I absolutely can." Valerian's eyes flash gold. "Does anyone challenge my authority?" Silence answers him. "Good. We'll vote. All in favor of recognizing Aria Thorne as hybrid queen?" Rykker is immediately on his feet. "Aye." Kova rises. "Aye." Others stand slowly at first, then more and more. I count carefully. More than half the room eventually stands.

The pack elder, Alfred, stepped forward with a heavy sigh, his aged but authoritative voice carrying across the silent hall. “Since an event like this has never happened before, the young lady must undergo a series of tests to determine whether she is truly fit to become the Lycan Queen.”Matteo’s face turned stone-cold, his aura flaring with barely contained fury. “Why would my mate need to take a series of tests? She is my fated mate, chosen and blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. I will only recognize her as my queen.”

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.

All we, the remaining survivors of the impact on the night that the lycan king was killed, who are allies to the fallen throne have to ourselves be the location where the beloved queen is. After three moons of searching we have finally found her and nothing is going to stop us from rescuing her and bring her back home. She and her unborn child, according to the prophecy, may just be the key in recovering back their kingdom so, we attack tonight. “…King Frederick, our forest scanners just picked up a whole lot of lycans possibly an army, and they are coming straight to us.” said Edward running into the courtroom. Edward is the chief surveillance around here. No one gets in or out of this cove

King asked, "how is that possible if there are only a few of you left?” None of it made sense, but it was the only explanation why it affected me so much. And as much as I wanted to disagree with the report, so far, it's our best bet at actually finding something. But Lycan's blood is where I was finding it hard to wrap my head around. “You don't think this is their way of trying to take away your position?” Ryder asked. "I doubt,”

I know she won’t listen, and she might even try to do that for the first few days but believe me when i say it won’t last for more than a few hours. We sit in silence for a few seconds, I can’t tell what Daciana is thinking about because her expression for the most part is passive. All that is on my mind is Adriana and with how often it is happening these days, it isn’t even a surprise. There are many things involved in this and the more thoughts I have, the more complicated it seems to be. I’ve never heard of a lycan being mated to a werewolf before. We might be similar but they are a lesser species and we do not cross that line, ever. If the moon Goddess is actually playing a game with me,

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.

​"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.

Isla's plan made sense if we could build up an army of true Moon Goddess followers Zeeb won't stand a chance. “The prophecy of the Lycan King begins.” Isla smiled.