The Lost Lycan Princess Novels & Stories

“I realize now that trying to get Ragnar home was impractical. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but you were right all along. The Lycans are real, and they are among us.” His eyes flew open as he straightened his head. He took two steps towards me and stopped. “What did you see?” “Not what. Who. I know who the Lycan princess is, and I know where you can find her.” His fingers balled into a fist, and he raised it. “You better not be playing games with me,” he said, and I shook my head. “I wouldn’t dare. When I first saw her, I knew there was something strange about her. She didn’t have a scent, and when she finally did, it wasn’t a werewolf scent. It was something else, something…”

Cedric's expression sharpened, his senses alert at the weight of the words just spoken. "Lycan?" he asked carefully. "There are still settlers?" The king turned his gaze toward the stars beyond the high window. His voice was grave. "It appears so. And more than that. My beloved is not merely of the wolf-kin as we once believed. She is Lycan-born. A princess of their blood." Cedric's breath caught. The significance of such a revelation was not lost on him. "Then, my king," he said solemnly, "the reckoning of the pack leaders draws near."

"I know what you are to me. And I know you feel it, too." She gasped, her breath hitching as she stared at me. She knew. She could feel the pull just as much as I could. "But I am a Lycan Prince," I continued, my voice cold and heartless. "My pack needs a Luna who is strong. They need someone who can lead an army, not someone who can barely stand. You are weak, You are a mistake I cannot afford." I saw the light in her eyes flicker and die. The hope I didn't even know she had vanished, replaced by a deep, hollow grief.

That’s how I end up having lunch with the lycan king and his guests. Turns out there’s one more special guest present at the table. It’s the lycan princess. Princess Yvette is a blonde beauty that tends to stay out of the public eye. She’s seldom ever featured in the tabloids. The only time the tabloids talk about her is when she launches a new project. Her projects usually revolve around magic. With the lycan queen being a witch hybrid, the princess holds a soft spot for female witches in the city. She’s always setting up foundations to foster their researches and whatnot.

Beneath her name, a single word was stamped in bold, stark font: DECEASED. I opened the next. Princess Marianne of the Crescent Moon Pack. A high-ranking Alpha’s daughter with deep, soulful eyes and an elegant posture. DECEASED. Elena. An Alpha's daughter from the western plains. MISSING. Victoria. A beautiful Lycan princess. MYSTERIOUSLY ILL / DECEASED. I went through them one by one. Ten profiles. Ten breathtakingly beautiful women who he had all slept with, all from prestigious bloodlines, all daughters of Alphas, kings, or powerful Lycan lords. And every single one of them was gone.

Eliana listened, keeping her gaze on the blurred white landscape outside. "He is someone who prefers to keep to himself," Valerius explained softly. "He realized early on that in our Lycan world, people are driven by excessive ambition and an obsession with power. Power is what most people worship. But the King has a different dream for our kind. He wants to unite the Lycan world—to stop the endless border squabbles, bring proper control to the rogue threat, and build a realm where packs do not constantly try to destroy or one-up each other." Eliana turned her head back toward him, a flicker of genuine interest softening her expression. "That is a very good dream," she said softly. "It sound

Born as a free human but she was 8 when the war broke out, she lost her family to the hands of the monsters and since then she has become a slave to these predators. As she turned 18, it was time for her destiny to prevail, just like all the other boys and girls before her. Either she'd be sold in an auction as a pet to the highest bidder and only complete psychos attend such auctions or she would be sent to the breeding camp which was a living nightmare. But never in billions of years, she thought the Lycan King will buy her for his sons who hate humans to their cores. Little did she know, the King had bought her as the most important test for both the Princes because whoever kills her firs

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

“In the year 1108, Prince Aldo de Gilgamesh, the heir to the Lycan throne, discovered his mate, Lyanna Caramelo. He saw her by the river, filling a jar with water. At that very moment, he knew she was the mate bestowed upon him by the moon goddess. That night, the Lycan prince marked her as his own and made a promise to return to Lycaon to marry her.” “However, the news reached the ears of Prince Ulric, the younger brother of the crown prince. Driven by a desire for revenge and the crown itself, he kidnaps Lyanna and took her away. Despite Prince Aldo managing to capture the rebellious prince, Ulric ended his own life before revealing to his brother that Lyanna had perished. This devastated