The Lycan King And His Mysterious Luna の小説・ストーリー

“Alexander of Silver Fang, do you swear to protect your people, uphold the laws of the kingdom, and lead with wisdom and honor?” “I do,” Alexander said. The Elder held up the crown. “Then, by the ancient laws and the bloodline of kings, I crown you… King of the Lycans.” The crowd rose to their feet as the crown was placed upon his head. Everyone cheered. The Elder turned to me with a smaller, elegant crown in his hands. “Eliza, rightful mate of the king, Luna of Crescent Moon… by union and strength, we crown you Luna Queen of the Lycan Kingdom.”

My tone changed into a serious one. "About?" "I know you don't want that marriage." "You damn right I don't!" She slammed her fist against the table in front of her. "I mean who in the right senses would want to be married off to the almighty Fredrico De Luna, Aka the ruthless and heartless Lycan prince? Do you even know that there are rumors that he killed his first wife? Not to add that I don't even love this man at all Azalea, I feel nothing for him."

he yelled, horrified. “Goodbye, Brother.” Aikiz shot Ruth. Gasping for air, she looked at her brother’s corpse. She almost broke down in tears, but she had no time for that. Tonight, the moon chose Aikiz to be the new Luna. Her smell changed. In some hours, all the Alphas in the city will discover that she is the queen that can make them eligible to become Lycan. In some hours, all the Alphas will fight to death to print her and claim her womb, whether she accepts it or not. So she has only some hours left to flee.

The look in their eyes— I understood it quite well. “So who is this sister of yours? According to what I know, only an extremely wealthy person can afford a white wolfsbane. Your sister must have offended someone so relevant in the society.” “My sister was a former Luna queen. She was the third wife of Lycan king, Dane.”

I blinked severally and dropped my head low, hoping Luna would stand by her words and throw me out. I couldn't believe that I was bound to them for life. I had no freedom? No life? “That is our final decision." "I won't let that happen. I am the Luna Queen and my words must be obeyed!” The Luna's growl brought tension into the room. Lucian faced his mother, his hands on his hips. “Have you forgotten who we are, mother? We are the Lycan kings!" He growled slowly and her eyes darkened in anger.

Blake was sitting opposite me and I could instantly feel that he did not like his brother sitting next to me. “Xavier, meet the Lycan King Jolene, her mate Alpha Maverick, their children, Prince Harlan, and Princess Luna, and Harlan’s mates, Austin, and Cyrus. Luna is the child of the prophecy. She is also Blake’s mate,” Queen Helena tells him. He looks at us and smiles. His smile is amazing.

Camille's exposure was a catalyst, a significant catalyst that even affected Lady Milana. The Lycan king had a mate, and it was none other than Camille. The wheels were beginning to shift in my head. Eva was a nobody at the end of the day. It didn't matter how hungry she was for power. Those born into it were born into it. Camille was a different woman now, too. She wasn't as weak-willed as I remembered. I put that card with the other cards. A powerful healer that reminded the numinous world of Abigail De'Crescent, the true Luna of the Lily of the Valley pack. Mate to the Lycan king, possible Queen of the Lycans, and mother to his children.

Confused still by the sudden name mention, I asked, "who is Luna Alana?" "When I was but a young cub, I had no friends to call my own but one she-cub who was everything a friend could ever be," the Lycan King began. He paused and a smile appeared on his face, one that lasted not up to a second before fading away. "She was also more than a friend to me." "She was your first Luna?" I asked, curiosity replacing my sadness. "Yes," King Ryder answered. He clenched his jaws before muttering, "but she was killed two weeks after we were finally mated."

“Get up please, you don’t have to do that.” She looked up at me with an expression I couldn’t quite read, hands folded in front of her, watching my face like she was trying to figure something out. “Those people outside,” I said. “The man in the car and the one who came to meet us, who are they.” She hesitated and blinked. “Luna, are you feeling alright?” “Just answer me.” “The man in the car is the Lycan King,” she said carefully. “King Aurelius. And the man outside, the one who came out to greet him….” she paused “—that’s…that’s your husband. Alpha Luca.”

Vaemond uttered looking confused. A flicker of satisfaction danced within me, relishing in his fear and vulnerability. Yet, I remained stoic, my emotions guarded behind a veil of primal fury. His pleas held little sway over my hardened heart, for I had witnessed the lengths to which he and his father were willing to go to manipulate and deceive. The silence that followed was heavy with tension, broken only by the faint sounds of distant wildlife. I towered over Vaemond, my lycan form a testament to the darkness that now resided within me. It was a darkness that mirrored the betrayal that had shattered my trust.