Novel & Cerita The Lycan King's Army

Hector replied. I didn't know much about werewolf and Lycan politics but I did find it odd to hear that the Lycan kingdom, especially the king of the Lycans would be visiting the Lily of the Valley pack. Lycans were like distant cousins to werewolves but it did not mean that they liked us. Both species hated themselves. So hearing my father talking about receiving the Lycan king with glee made it seem like I was missing something so I stopped eating and listened instead. This was probably the first time that I had taken interest in the matters of the pack. "How are the pheasants we are breeding?" My father asked Hector. "We have to make a good impression and what better way to do that than t

She had a dark aura about her and her expression was as cold as ice. Still holding Lohki’s message, she cleared her throat and began to read the ominous words aloud again. Tension filled the air as she spoke, “Lycan kings of Hexon, you have two moons to surrender your lands and your people. Refusal will result in annihilation. From King Lohki” The silence that followed was thick with dread. My resolve hardened, and I spoke resolutely, “We will not bow to Lohki’s threats. Our fathers defeated him and so will we.”

Another replied and I groaned but still closed my eyes there. “Are you nut? Can’t you see he is about to die? He can’t even open his eyes well anymore. Are we going to watch him die like this?” One of them said again and my heart leaped. “You are the one who’s lost his mind. Have you forgotten that he is a Lycan king and a very strong one at that? How will he die just because he is thirsty? Beings like him can go for years without taking anything and they will still be okay!” One of them finally raised his voice as he scolded the last one who spoke.

I deadpanned. "Who are you exactly? Are you Raven Declan or Sienna West?" He asked, and I sighed. "What do you think?" He slowly released my hand, pulling down the sleeve of his shirt to cover the rose tattoo on his arm. "Let's go back. It's late," he said, ignoring my question. I glanced at the inky night sky and scanned the woods beyond. If I made a run for it, how far would I go? King Aries was the king of the Lycans. I'd heard that he was the oldest Lycan in the kingdom. This could either mean that he had insane abilities or that his abilities were fading with time.

They have been growing more and more over the years, recruiting new members. I have been meaning to call a meeting of the council of Lycan kings, which I was their leader. The council is made up twelve Lycan kings, representing the twelve wolf kingdoms. But with my protection pearl going missing and bringing of Vee into my pack, I have been pretty much occupied. Now Vico is sending his men into my lands, I had to nip this shit in the bud soon or I might have another war with half breeds on my hand. “Maybe they know she is a half breed,” that had to be why they wanted her.

Whichever one it was, he was sure they had already won this war. “I dare your beloved white wolf to show herself," the Lycan King continued, scanning the soldiers who looked on in anguish, then said in a dangerous voice, “or forever submit to me!" Alpha Thane and Jared stepped forward, growling and showing their fangs. Their stance meant they were out for blood. They advanced toward the lycan king but were immediately blocked by other lycan soldiers. Without a care and with the fury raging inside them, they lunged at the lycans, and a rather short fight broke out.

[LYCAN KINGDOM B - OUTSKIRTS - NIGHT TIME] The vast expanse of the Lycan Kingdom stretched out before Zilver and his army, a seemingly endless forest cloaked in the vibrant hues of autumn. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of fallen leaves and the distant promise of adventure. Zilver, the formidable lycan king of kingdom A with eyes as sharp as his silver armour, rode at the head of his troops, their horses pounding the earth with each thunderous step. The army moved with a synchronised precision that spoke of years of training and discipline.

Dylan clenched out as he glared at the king, he moved past his soldiers and stood right in front of the Lycan king, "I am here to take her, with or without your permission" "Alpha of the Blood Moon pack, I can now confirm your bravery and audacious attitude" the Lycan king replied, and before I could blink, Dylan lunged at him and dwelt him a few blows "Dylan, stop it" I yelled, afraid that this might start a war and he would ruin the alliance that I was trying to build with the Lycans The Lycan king's men bared their teeth and advanced but stood when the Lycan king waved them off

"Friendship and empty assurances are not my concern. That is not who I am. My path is forged by actions, not mere words. Allow me to share a story with you, one that reveals the resilience of a Lycan king." As Lucian's words reach my ears, a part of me can't help but be intrigued. What story does he hold within his grasp? Would it be enough to convince the pack members? His tone carries an air of detachment, reflecting his stoic nature. “There was once a Lycan king, a figure of unparalleled strength and unshakeable determination. He faced insurmountable hardships and waged wars with unwavering resolve. Countless battles left him marked and scarred, but he remained unyielding in his fight for

“An Alpha cannot mistake his Luna’s scent. It clings to you. How is this possible… if you claim she has never been here in your pack?” The king’s eyes glowed faintly red, a dangerous sign of the beast beneath his skin clawing to break free. His Beta and Gamma rushed to his side, prepared to strike if the situation escalated. Across from them, Aldrake’s warriors stumbled back, their instincts screaming to flee, yet bound by loyalty to stand their ground. The Lycan King’s voice thundered like a storm. “If you value your life, do not press a battle you cannot win. To accuse me—the one who reigns above all—shows either madness… or a d*ath wish.”