The Last Lycan Luna Novels & Stories

A long time ago I'd learned how not to go down. Their voices chased me across the square. "Can you imagine? A wolfless thinking she belongs here." "Forget her. Did you hear the Lycan palace is hiring senior Healers this year?" "Olivia, with your gift you'd pass the trial in your sleep. Private Healer to the Prince himself." "Maybe more than his Healer." A burst of giggles. "Luna Princess Olivia. That has a ring to it." "Stop it, you three," Olivia said. But she didn't mean it. I could hear exactly how much she liked the sound of it.

For she will die too soon And end the tales sung by her futile tune In trade, her crimes will bring a new life At the cost of everything touched by pale moonlight Without a bond, she will still be bound Her first victim’s is the heart that must be found Though she may defy the moon It will still reclaim what it knows to be true' ‘His attempt, however, was futile. Luna Queen Melanie Faolan and the two day old princess were protected fiercely by their newly appointed guard. He succumbed to his injuries, but ended the reign of Lycan King Ulf Talbot. It is curious why Isaac Ambrose was blessed as a lycan, and it has called into question everything we know about how to obtain the lycan blessing.

If Idris Raed hadn’t stepped in, the Lycan Commander would’ve had no choice but to accept me. In the end, her son ruined my plans. And yet, the woman had the nerve to look at me as if I seduced him. “And you think I’ll believe your words?” Chuckling mirthlessly, Luna Nazia’s gaze turned sharp. “Either way, I’ve already warned you. My son’s Luna can only be his true soulmate.” Raising out of her seat, she brushed off her skirt. I scoffed. As if any dust could be found here.

But I can hear everything. With the adrenaline passing, and my body being too exhausted to fight off the oncoming, feverish state and pain, my eyes slowly closed. The last thing I see is a giant Lycan landing by the cage, rattling the very ground beneath and the metal, deafening the scream of Luna.

I gave them a dazzling smile, " Ladies, I couldn't help but overhear your comments as you were so loud," " Luna Love, finally he made you his Luna. Congratulations," one of them said. I could hear the bitterness in her tone. " Yes, we were happy to hear you are the official Luna of the Grey Lycan pack," They smiled, pretending to be happy. I took another step forward. They stepped back, fear present on their faces.

"We clearly can't let all of our efforts go wasted." "Moon goddess help me that I lay my hands on that witch who had repaid my kindness with nothing but betrayal," Alpha Reid banged his fist on the table. "Is the girl a breeder too?" Luna Ryka asked. "No. I heard she's one of us— a Lycan," I retorted. "Oh, furry hell," Ryka exclaimed. "The omen is bad. Really bad." "Really bad, Luna Ryka. Because there's absolutely no way Lucien would want anything crawling on her. Not even the tinniest ant. She will be carrying his heir and that is not a good sign for us all," I emphasized.

Sicily sighed harshly, a look of disappointment evident in her green eyes. "Maybe all the money Esther is making is good for me considering there are flaws in my vision. I must rise up!" Sicily thought to herself. Then she got up from her chair, her hands outstretched, and started to look for something to hold on to. Sicily looked more eager to get started; she had to rise up to be a true Lycan. "I am Luna, the true Lycan queen! Wait for my vengeance," muttered Sicily. Without being able to see, Sicily was still able to walk in new places. She slowly used her sense of smell and hearing. She could faintly hear the wind blowing, so she closed her eyes for a moment.

Layla stated in a serious tone. ******** "So what you mean to say is that there's something called Lycans?" Aurora asked with an uncertain look on her face. "Yes," Layla confirmed. She had decided to tell Aurora the whole truth and that she was leaving soon. "And you're a Luna which is technically the queen of the Lycans?" She asked again. "Yes" "And Nolan is the Alpha?" "Yes" "And you're leaving soon to a place called ENCHANTED MOON, which is also called a pack for werewolves?"

Lykos' transformation into a Lycan ceased, and he returned to his human form, albeit with an ethereal luminescence. Lykos, now immortal, felt the warmth of Luna's love flowing through his veins. He no longer feared death, for he knew that his spirit would forever be entwined with the Moon Goddess. With a final, tender smile, Luna bade him farewell, knowing that they would meet again in the realms beyond mortal existence.

It took a step forward, its massive paws leaving deep imprints in the ground. Amelia stepped forward, her voice filled with a mix of caution and curiosity. "Who... what are you?" The Lycan's voice echoed through the cavern, resonating with a primal power. "I am Lyall, the last of my kind. I sensed a disturbance, an imbalance, and came to investigate." Luna's eyes widened, a spark of recognition lighting up within her. "Lyall? The ancient protector of the moonstone?" Lyall nodded, his towering form seeming to radiate with knowledge and wisdom. "Indeed. The moonstone is a powerful artifact that must be safeguarded. I have been its guardian for centuries, but its energy has been tainted by the