The Last Lycan Luna Novels & Stories

“The white Lycan will ALWAYS be a she-wolf, it is passed down through the mothers’ lineage, that also means that your Luna is a direct descendent of the Goddess.” He pauses, presumably to wait for another outburst from me which isn’t going to come. I don’t think anything else will shock me as much as that first statement, at least I hope not, if it does that means its even worse and I don’t think any of us can deal with that. The bit about Alaina being a descendent of Selene doesn’t really surprise me though, it kinda makes sense. We both sit in silence for a bit, so I decide to try and prompt him to keep going. Then I put myself on mute so I don’t interrupt him again.

Even though it was a bit difficult at first, in the end she managed to do it. When she arrived at the deserted village of Moonstone Pack, someone saw her. He immediately ran out of sight of Lyn, but actually he ran to report what he had just seen to Luna Lisha. Three more houses and Lyn would arrive at Lycia's hut. However, several people blocked her. The two people at the forefront are Alpha Ordovic and Luna Lisha. The Luna looked very worried and panicked. Lyn had to remind herself that Luna was worried about Lycia, not her. The love of her parents is a luxury that Lyn will never get.

"I don't want you to ever think that you're replaceable to me, Dana. I can't fucking live without you. Tell me you understand, baby. I wanna hear you say the words." My words come out as a breathy moan, but we're interrupted by a cold, loud knock on the door that feels like I've been submerged in an ice bath and cuts the moment in half. Carter's hand stills and he sucks in a breath when Mathilde says from the other side, "The princess would like to have a word with you, Alpha. Says it's urgent." "Fuck," Carter murmurs before saying in a much louder voice, "Tell her I'm on my way."

I ordered, each syllable slicing through the air as I closed the distance between us. "It… it was her sister who gave the order," he whispered, eyes darting away. "Her sister?" My voice hardened. "Yes, Your Highness. Her name is Brittany Colter… she is the new Luna of the Starlight Pack. She ordered us to kill her right away..." My hand curled into a trembling fist, my rage barely contained. The two rogues gasped, clutching at their chests as invisible pressure crushed their hearts. Their pained groans filled the forest as they collapsed to their knees.

"No..." “I don’t wish to harm her… or any… one else” he said frantically. The whisper became louder. "Then, what are you waiting for?" "End it! End the cursed Moon Lycan bloodline." The whisper became louder than it was before “It flows in your veins. End it all so that no one else would be hurt!!" Lucian slowly looked down at his trembling hands, his nails slowly elongated. He closed his two-colored eyes, ‘I am the last Moon Lycan. It should end here.” Then he slowly raised his claws toward his own chest. ‘It should all end here’

That might have gotten you shocked, I know. My name is Jason and as you may have guessed, I am a male werewolf with a hidden past. A past which I had held in high regard and which I believe won't wash away. It was a very remarkable experience. The past experience was that of my past lover and I. We had been so loved up so much that I was shocked to the bone marrow when she died leaving me behind. Before she died, she had promised that she would be back to be with me once more. I had held on to that promise and looked out for her but I never did see her.

“My name isn’t Annika. It’s Lyra.” “Lyra, a Luna Lycan. I am the last of the Lycans.” His gaze softened, but he didn’t interrupt, letting me continue. “Because I was wolfless, a friend sold me to my mates. They claimed the South through me, but my life with them was nothing but pain and humiliation. They treated me like I was nothing until, eventually, things began to improve. I thought we had a chance, that we might finally live in peace.”

Layla went to the celebration, along with Tyler and his parents. They dared to leave the territory in the hands of their trusted men. At this point, they were quite certain that the Lycans have been eliminated. Or so they thought. The last Lycan was introduced to everyone by the Luna Queen herself. It seemed symbolic, if she was called a peace offering. But why a peace offering? The Lycans didn’t offer them peace. They were quite determined to ruin the werewolves. Who exactly offered the peace? That’s what she couldn’t figure out.

Luna Katerina read the paper a few times before glaring at her mother who looked down at her feet “who left this?” “He gave me the choice years ago, and I chose to leave, pretending that you died…” “I asked a bloody question” Luna Katerina asked, growing protective. “His name is Domenico Mancini, the last of the Lycan elders” Alpha Anthony said, sensing the tension in the air “and he wants you dead, Katerina…”

He started and added shakily, “We all know the rebels have a way of turning any werewolf they scratch into one of them, and we are not as strong as the Lycans.” Grunts of agreement resonated through the hall, forcing Rexton to provide an answer. “Yes, we are sadly weaker than the Lycans, but even the Lycans didn’t defeat the witches until our very own Dr. Nicola performed a miracle with the Lycan Princess, your very own Luna.” D-Did he just refer to her… Seraphina as the Luna? That was my title! Not his to throw around and give to that bitch! “And I can assure you that they are currently making that same magic, and we will win this war.”