The Lycan King's Army Novels & Stories

He was staring at a map of the territory, his fingers tracing lines that didn't seem to lead anywhere. "Aiden." His name came out from my lips before I could stop it. He looked up,and his face suddenly went pale. "Lyra." "I came back to warn you." I stepped into the room, going straight to the point. Nicholas stayed by the door, watching every move. "The Rogue King is coming. He has an army of Lycans,he's going to attack at the blood moon." Aiden kept staring at me. "You came back," he said , staring at me like I was a ghost of myself.

The instant Leah crossed my mind, a burning void seared through my chest. Her name no longer brought pleasure; it only left behind... relentless pain. This is it, isn't it? I thought to myself. This is how I will spend the rest of my life. Trapped in agony. Lucian noticed me too. He shot me a dark, meaningful glance and continued, "...The Lycan King was a figure of immense strength and unyielding will, a leader who elevated our pack to unprecedented heights of power and prosperity. The kingdom thrived under his rule, but hidden beneath the surface lay dark, unspeakable secrets that now cast a shadow over his legacy..."

Malcolm chimed in, “She’s not like Mildred though. That one was—” “Don’t,” I snapped, eyes flashing. “Don’t compare them.” The air grew tense fast. I stepped closer, voice firmer. They all nodded, a few muttering apologies. No more jokes. No more taunts. Then… we heard it. A slow, thudding pulse outside the window. Boom… Boom… Boom… Ryker's eyes widened. “That’s the Lycan King’s arrival.” We all went to the window. Outside, warriors dressed in black and silver lined the path. A black beast of a carriage pulled by four obsidian horses rolled into the compound. The ground seemed to vibrate with each turn of the wheels. No one spoke.

A witch yelled in shock "My divine what is this? I can't tell if they are men or wolves," Another told the Angel through a mind link "Fear not my subjects, for I am with you," She echoed her rhythmic voice into the battlefield. As the King let out a rallying cry that echoed through the valley, the ground shook beneath the charging hooves of his Lycans, the sound of the approaching army thundering like a tempest on the horizon. As the King let out a rallying cry that echoed through the valley, the ground shook beneath the charging hooves of his Lycans, the sound of the approaching army thundering like a tempest on the horizon.

Xavier’s voice thundered through the corridors moments later. “Prepare the warriors. Every last one of them.” The palace exploded into motion. Warriors flooded the courtyards. Armor clashed. Weapons were drawn. Orders were shouted across the stone walls. Within an hour, the Lycan King’s army stood ready with hundreds of warriors. The majority of them were Lycans with only a bunch of wolves. All of them deadly. Xavier stood at the front of them all. Silent. Still. But the air around him vibrated with barely restrained fury. Marcus was close to the surface, ready to take the reins.

Lycan King Logan had summoned me to his pack, and I had no choice but to obey. His summons weren’t invitations. They were commands, and refusing him wasn’t an option. Not if I wanted to keep my head attached to my shoulders. I never expected this deal going sideways. Some Alphas I had invited for the alliances didn't accept it because they were scared of the wrath of the Lycan King.

' I felt Avas presence continuously nudge at my consciousness but I was too focused on London and too distracted by the questions in my head to pay her any attention. What was the Lycan King doing? Was he serious with what he said? And why was London heading our way? All these questions and many more crossed my mind and watching London slowly close in on us worsened it. "The great Ryder Nixon," London said with a light chuckle as he clasped his hands together loudly. "The mighty Lycan King, Alpha of Startling Pack," he grinned, "I hate to burst your happy bubble but you're mistaken." All eyes turned to Ryder as everyone awaited his reply. The Lycan King, who seemed to be unbothered by the at

I feel guilty as is about our friends being here, I don’t want other innocent people involved in this. “They are already here,” the Lycan king says way before we see them. Massive Lycans stand in front, mad as hell. I recognize Orlaith and Neptune because I met them before. The largest wolf I have ever seen must be the Sable king. I have only read about him. It is a pity that we meet this way. It is easy to spot the Golden Queen and her pups. The one on fire must be the Inferno Luna. Not only that, but they have also over hundred warrior wolves behind them. We are outnumbered no matter which way you look at it.

Snatching her wrist, I break her limb and rip out her throat before she could howl. In an instant, I felt three powerful people stand behind me. I knew who they belonged too. Warm, steel-like arms curl around my waist. My mate pulls me back from the very naked rogue before me. "I have no problem cleaning the entire forest of you lunatics," the Kings' voice was promising, dark and cold. His skin felt hotter than the average temperature, and I know his wolf is fighting to the surface. "Leave now," his tone was commanding. No wolves, regardless of their classification, can fight the command of a Lycan King.

The vampires pounced on any Lycan warrior they could reach and the first thing they went for was their necks. "Kill all the Lycans!" one of the vampires yelled and the other bloodsucking fellows cheered in support. Lycan King Kyle had just reached the entrance of his kingdom and he was met with the gruesome scene. He looked down at the warriors of the blood-sucking race and chuckled, "With this little amount of pale-skinned warriors, you come here to fight me?" Prince Blade levitated, his fingers were long and possessed sharp black claws that were half a meter long.