The Hunt For Lycan Queen Novels & Stories

The wolves had nothing else to do but discuss the matters of the kingdoms; it was not even in their place to judge or even try to offer a solution that would hold for the ones ruling, but it was the same in every culture. But in the tradition of the Lycans, since the beginning of time, it has been known that every once in a while. A Lycan Queen emerges and is called the one who will bring about the rebirth of nations. SELENA’S POV “No…” I ran, trying to get away from them, but it wasn't helping me in any way. I kept running while it felt like I was being held back and nothing was pulling me front. I stood there as I watched Luna Katherina, Anna, and Adriane come closer, looking at me with th

The man knelt, his head bowed low in a gesture of absolute submission. “High Queen Elara,” the man said, his voice echoing through the trees. “The Lycan King has been searching for the lost Silver Lineage for five centuries. We have finally tracked the signature of your power.” I stared at him, my heart freezing. If the Lycan King had found me, it was only a matter of time before the Black Mountain Pack did. “I am no Queen,” I spat, my silver eyes glowing. “And you are trespassing. Leave now, or you won’t leave at all.”

Lucian’s voice cut through the stillness. “Let this summit bear witness,” he said, his tone carrying across every corner of the hall. Aurelia felt it again his hand brushing hers, not gripping, not forcing. Choosing. Standing with her. The balance of power had shifted and everyone knew it. The silence breaks. The tension snaps and before anyone can challenge it Lucian steps forward. His voice echoes through the summit, cold and absolute: “Aurelia Nightbane…” A pause. The entire world holding its breath. “…will stand as Queen Candidate of the Lycan throne.”

Dayrian’s voice boomed while his warm, stomach-flipping touch held my hands upon getting to where I was, “you know better than trying to stop me. Don’t be too forward, or you’ll also taste my sword.” Her bitterness towards me vanished. She lowered her head, and her chest heaved as though a heavy stone was burdening it. Then, with a shaky stutter, she replied, “L-Lycan… I… I…” “Save it,” he said, pulling me to his chest. “This is inevitable.” Sharply, Lyra’s head lifted. Tears were now glistening in her eyes, her sorrow very bothersome. “But, Lycan… You…” “Enough. I need to speak to my queen. Do not disturb us or let anyone close.” Though very curious about the reason behind their vague conve

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.”

With a violent, twisting jerk of her neck, she snapped his neck, throwing his lifeless, massive frame into the snow bank. The remaining three guards broke formation, their ears flattening against their skulls as they recognized the golden, unblinking glare of a Lycan Queen who had completely shed her human restraint. They didn't retreat toward the camp; they scrambled sideways into the thick pine timber, leaving the sled line completely exposed.

He stood where I had left him, one hand still half raised, as if he couldn't quite believe it. Then his gaze dropped. At his feet, glinting in the candlelight, lay a thin silver bracelet. Its clasp was snapped clean through. One small charm swung from it, an engraved moon, catching the light. That bracelet— Ten. Eleven. Slowly, the Lycan King bent down and picked it up. He didn't look angry. He looked like a wolf who had just caught a scent. Twelve. The doors slammed behind me.

though Alexis thought maybe Luna is the lycan's word which might mean a Queen, she nevertheless want to ask "Because you are his Luna. In the world of lycans, there are hierarchy. There are higher and lower lycans, there are Supreme Alpha, Alphas, betas, gammas and rest of them Lucien is the Supreme Alpha and the ruler of them all, any one mated to him will be his Luna and that is his Queen, his Luna will rule alongside with him. You are his Luna and that makes you the Queen of the lycans" Selina carefully reply

He was scoffed before taking a seat. The Foreign Princess clutched her trembling hands and looked between them, "Your Majesty... Where might he be?" She cautiously asked in an attempt to understand why the King was not issuing a warrant to arrest a witch who assaulted him. Lycans despised and actively killed witches. Luckily for her, they thought she was asking just because she was traumatized by his lycan. Scarlet patted her hand with sympathy. "Oh, you can relax and recover in peace. The King won't be here for several weeks. Last night... it was hard on his lycan too."

And the constant need to be on one’s toes was still the reason that some of the smaller pack’s leaders remained anxious despite the many rogues already secured behind bars in lycan territory. Tate was probably the only one who didn’t mind continuing the hunt. Apart from pack business, hunting rogues kept him busy, preventing his mind from inadvertently wandering off to Lucianne, who was now the Lycan Queen. It took every ounce of strength in him to offer the Lycan King and Queen his congratulations on their wedding day. The way she glowed and blushed whenever the King was by her side showed how happy she was with him, how at ease she felt whenever he was in the room. Tate had never seen Luci