The Lost Lycan Luna Novels & Stories

Ricky warned sternly, Killian roared so loudly as he shifted into his Lycan form, ready to attack, but in as much as I wanted Killian out of there, I did not want Ricky to be hurt. I rushed right in front of Killian just as he was about to attack, his claws and fangs ready to attack but seeing me standing before him instead of his opponent who was ready to attack, his eyes flicker golden and he shifted back into his human form, his heart raising and falling frantically. “Both of you stop this nonsense! I am the Luna and if you dare try to lock me up again, then I will retaliate in the most despicable way that you can ever think of. Ricky, come with me right away!!”

My fingers, though trembling, clutch the folds tightly. “I sure hope she doesn't die,” a maid whispers, the shuffling of blankets indicating she’s packing up the one used to cover me. “Well, I hope she does. Dolores is meant to be Luna—an actual Lycan, not a werewolf. We didn’t lose our brothers and fathers at war just to submit to those we’re supposed to subdue, Anna,” another voice scoffs with indifference. “Floria, I don’t think she wants to be Luna anyway. You saw the way she attacked the King. It’s almost like she didn’t sign up for this either,” Anna whispers, slipping a pair of socks onto my feet.

His lower half resembled that of a man, but it was bigger and more muscular than I had ever seen. I hesitated, my legs frozen in place. What was I supposed to do? How could I possibly help him? Anakin’s voice broke through my thoughts. "He’s angry. Something happened, and his lycan lost control. When Lycans lose control, it can be very disastrous, Luna. It results in multiple casualties, as the beast cannot differentiate friend from foe," he explained while I stared at a thrashing Xeros, pulling and pushing at his bonds. His face portrayed nothing but pure agony.

I watched them leave and felt Greyson drop beside me. "Why didn't you destroy them," he asked curiously. "Because I fell in love with a rogue and I know that they can be saved," I mumbled as I stripped and turned back into Luna to continue running. I rubbed against Greyson's legs. He ran his hand gently down my back and I licked his fingers before I dashed off. We'd been running for miles, me on the ground and Greyson above. I was paying more attention to Greyson up in the trees than my surroundings upon the ground. I whimpered slightly when the trap clamped down on my paw. Well this isn't good, it's specifically made to catch lycan, Luna tells me as she sniffs the metal. It was placed here

They don’t exist! “You’re a lycan Hannah. The first of us. Made from our true father, Hyperion who was also Luna, the Moon Goddess’ father. Lycans are said to be extinct so this is incredible. Truly a miracle,” Rafe says, as he rubs his hand into her palm. She raises her head and stares off into the darkness. The way this night is going, a leprechaun riding on a unicorn might come out from behind a tree and give us a pot of gold.

Lykos, humbled by her benevolence, accepted her offer without hesitation. Luna raised her delicate hand, casting a radiant light that enveloped Lykos' form. The air crackled with energy as his body underwent a profound transformation. His muscles rippled with newfound strength, and a wildness flickered in his eyes. In that moment, Lykos became the first of a new breed of beings—a Lycan.

As if a boulder has been lifted off my shoulder. I’ve realized that in order to accomplish my goal, the first and most important thing I have to do is accept who I am. I am a Lycan and to make it easier, I am not a human. So, I have to abandon those feelings and forget about my past life. I ain’t Emmaline Dawson anymore but Emmaline Knight, Luna of Shadowed Banes who in reality is a Lycan’s Princess. Whose purpose of life is to destroy the Shadowed Banes and restore the supremacy of Lycans once again on Earth.

"My father called me and told me that my vision had died. He told me that I had to come back as soon as possible. I came back and found out how my cousin died. Apparently, the Lucan king is out killing people. He is the leader of lycans and lycans are a hybrid of a wolf and a vampire. Vampires are really powerful and blood thirsty and all werewolves are scared of them. We try our best to stay out of each others way. Anyway, the lycan ripper, he is called the big ripper, he was killing people in our pack. he hasn't killed anyone in a while now but I don't think that he has stopped just yet. My father told me that I had to get married to Mason as soon as possible. He said that if Mason married

The urgency within me demands immediate answers. Alpha stammers, his gaze avoiding mine as he attempts to respond. His feeble attempt only fuels my frustration, pushing me further to the edge. I can feel the pulsating energy coursing through my veins, my Lycan nature straining against my control. But I reign it in, channeling the raw power into my words. "My Lycan is yearning for her other half, but I cannot locate her. I can only catch a faint trace of her scent," I assert, my voice resonating with an undertone of frustration. The Luna, sensing the mounting anger within me, seeks refuge in the protective embrace of her husband, her body trembling. It is she who dares to respond, her voice l

That's it! I can’t stand it anymore," Kimberly stormed into the kitchen, her fists clenched. "Why are we sitting here, pretending everything’s fine? Lucy's lying in a hospital bed, Mom! Renee turned, her face weary. "Kimberly, we’ve talked about this. These wolves, they’re beyond reason. They’re destroying everything, and you’re our only hope against them. "Against the entire Lycan race. Do I look like some all-powerful merger?" Kimberly spat. "What if it’s just one rogue wolf? Why does everyone act like we have to annihilate them all? I’m not going to be the family's weapon!"