The lycan king's hybrid queen Novels & Stories

Which I almost believe with how he gags around humans. Draco, is my wolf. Though not just any wolf. He's the Lycan King. Both of us in reign of the kingdom of Leaden. I came here with business, but as always I was just disappointed. But as the king I'm required to do all these things, even when they sometimes just want me to bite my own head off.

She replied as Vilkas walked up beside her and she stroked his fur. “You are not supposed to be here, Lycan King.” “I’m not the King of anything.” “Not yet. You are destined to be, just like Isla is meant to be your Queen helping guide you to your army and battle with you.” “You are mistaken. I can’t complete the prophecy.” I gestured around me. “We will see.” She smiled as she moved to sit on a fallen tree.” “You and my daughter have always been a mystery to me.” She smiled as if remembering something.

Magnus’s POV The first chance I get, I will have his head. Then, I'll feed it to the birds of the sky. The manipulative bastard. He had turned to address everyone at once. "You've all seen it with your own eyes," he said, gesturing toward Celest. "The only person your Alpha found worthy of his love is nothing more than a hybrid—one of us." His lips curled in. "And yet, you follow this Lycan king blindly?"

Isla's plan made sense if we could build up an army of true Moon Goddess followers Zeeb won't stand a chance. “The prophecy of the Lycan King begins.” Isla smiled.

I look into his eyes and see violet blending with the blue of his eyes. “Because I am your mate. You are the queen. Our child will be the same.” He says, and I don’t know what to say. This is a first. He is now a hybrid. The first of his kind. Only a king can tame the siren queen. Lykos is of royal blood, that means … he is a king.

He chanted few gibberish and then pulled out a little horn, blows into it, and turned the liquid content to trivias head. “You have sworn an oath to lead lycans with all your might and strength. And submit to the king, with your body and soul, and now you've become a mother to all. And the other half to the king... now we pronounce you as the bride of the Lycan king and Lycan queen.” Loud ululations followed after; the entire hall filled with people chanting, screaming, laughing, and clapping. I in turn had stormed over to my mother.

Outsiders only knew some basics about the King and the Queen yet those basics were enough to instill fear. Esmeray's father's name was Darach King, he was the Former crazed Lycan King and her mother was the Cold Queen who ruled a Queendom in the middle of nowhere with her iron fist. She was also a breaker of unwanted Lycan matebonds which was a damn big deal, no one even in the Sacred Land of Witches was capable of messing with the Moon Goddess's sacred bond.

No one said a word or rose until we had gotten to the front. The words of the councilman droned out in my ears as Luca helped me get on my knees, the softness of the pillow cushioning my bones. The crowd took their seats; a pin-drop silence enveloped the room. “…the union between Moonfang and the Lycan Kingdom. An unbroken alliance that we all sit here today to witness. Today, you become not just the wife of the king; you become the queen of the Lycan kingdom. It is the honor bestowed upon me today to crown you, formerly Elara Moonstone, now Elara Blackthorn, Queen of the Lycan Kingdom.” He announced as the crowd rose just for him to put the crown on my head.

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."