The Hunt For Lycan Queen Novels & Stories

Tracy suddenly chuckled, her eyes scanning Freya from head to toe before she spoke, "Freya's fight scenes might not be so bad after all. Freya hails from a small, fierce, and rugged pack, so it's only natural that she's a skilled fighter." I frowned in displeasure. Tracy paused and then continued thoughtfully, "But... Werewolves and lycans are still different. Apparently, to become our future Lycan Queen, it takes more than just fighting skills... How about we ask our Luna to play a beautiful piano piece for today's special event?" I looked up at Tracy coldly, my tone carrying a warning, "It's up to me to decide if she's good enough to be the future Lycan Queen. Besides, as my Luna, Freya do

they chuckled, their hands slapping and touching my backside. Despite my slender appearance, I possessed an attractive figure, boasting curves in all the right places. The guards grabbed the whip and began mercilessly flogging me as they forced me onward. Mocked and laughed at, I endured the lashes as they herded me towards the Slave Hunt. This place was a haven for rogue wolves destined for sale to the twin Lycan Kings. They were the wealthiest and most powerful Alphas around, true descendants of the Moon goddess. Their lycanthropy differed from others, standing taller and ten times stronger, resembling humans more closely.

It always did. The pack waited in the clearing, heads bowed, bodies still. A sea of grey and gold eyes beneath the dying light. The scent of iron and dominance rolled through the air. I raised a hand. “Speak.” The lead scout stepped forward, trembling. “We—found her, my king. In the Lycan capital.” The world stilled. Even the crickets held their breath. “She’s alive,” I said softly. “Yes, Majesty.” “She fought?” “Yes,” he whispered. “Fought their warriors… and won.”

“The First Mating Hunt. Tradition of the kingdom. The Luna must hunt and kill a sacred beast after her mating ceremony. The stronger the creature she brings down, the greater the fortune and prosperity the kingdom receives for the year.” My eyes widened slowly. He continued, “Some Lunas hunt moon-stags. Some hunt shadow-boars. A rare few—very rare—go after a night panther. But whatever you kill becomes your first offering as Luna. Isn’t that why you’re here? To train for it?” “No,” I said quickly. “It’s not. I didn’t even know about this until now.” A small ripple of irritation twisted in my chest. “I wonder why Jesse didn’t mention anything to me.”

BJ tells me. I let out a sigh. "There is no other way BJ, I have to find it tonight. The quicker I find it the quicker he can fix everything. I'm the alpha daughter so if I do get caught what's the worse that can happen, he's not going to hurt his baby girl." We have been trying to find the location of the lycan king every since BJ and I went to this party. We overheard one of the alphas drunk kids at the party talking about how the lycan king is locked away, and that only the firstborn alphas and the alpha king have the maps to the location where he is locked away.

“You're my mate.” I stared at the man standing on the other side of the battlefield. Swayer Watt. The ruthless Beta leading the army that had come to conquer my kingdom. I should have killed him. Instead, my Lycan whispered the one word I had spent years trying to forget. Mate. He stepped closer. “Mark me, Evelyn.” “You came here to destroy my kingdom.” His eyes never left mine. “I came here to conquer it.” “And now?” A slow smile touched his lips. “Now I have a much bigger problem.” “What?” “You.”

I asked when I realized that it was only dad that was affected by Lucy's aura "Cause I only directed it at him."she answered."Wow, what kind of wolf is she"I thought as it cost years of training to be able to control one's aura and she did it effortlessly. "Can I know why you never thought to tell your dad about your mate?"Jane asked. "Simple mom,the thought I was a week human and making me his Luna queen will damage his reputation so he resort to bullying me to fight the matebond."Lucy answered casually like she was talking about the weather.

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

Yeran asked with a wild look in his eyes. Maliya and I exchanged a look again. “No we haven’t,” we chorused. “Yeran, what exactly is going on?” I asked slightly panicked as we followed him up the stairs. That was when I noticed I could hear Arnou’s voice. He was yelling about something and he sounded really angry. “No one can find the queen of queens and the Lycan is going crazy,” “What do you mean no one can find her? She was working in the kitchen a few hours ago. Besides the palace is large and it’s filled with people. Sne probably here somewhere,” Maliya said amused.

My curiosity suddenly piques and I am grabbing a nearby chair to sit before my sister. “Tell me everything.” I said. “Apparently, the whole thing was meant to be hush hush.” She wiggled her brows. “But the Lycan King didn’t want everyone knowing he was choosing a mate for himself so, he quietly sent out orders to all the Alphas to select the best and most eligible of maidens from their packs and have them show up at The Hunt!”