The Lycan King's Secret Daughter Novels & Stories

She looked me in the eyes and said, "One is the Lycan King." Of course. "The King masking his daughter's powers and making her disappear only to find her himself years later?" "I know, it sounds forbidden and unlikely." "And who is the other person?" "The black sheep of their family," Amelia said. "His brother. Rufus James."

“ Why would you try to hide my child from me. All this time, she's pregnant with my child. Are you stupid? Do you even know how hard it is to give birth to a Lycan. She's a human and could have died!! “ I say , already drowning in my own rage. I don't want to say much about Draco. He wants to shredd him to pieces. How could he keep our son away from us. " Look she's fine. And if you don't know that she has your child, why have you been searching for her? “ " Don't tell me she's fine! She's raising a Lycan wolf, you can't tell me she's fine when I'm not even there to support her. I'm her mate, she doesn't deserve to raise that child alone.“

Freya's Point of View Rosalee’s words echo in my mind. "That he is the Lycan king." Shock still lingers beneath my composed exterior, but beneath that surprise lies something far more potent. Growing excitement about the opportunity presenting itself to me in the form of my daughter. Fate has handed me something I never anticipated, a direct connection to the enemy. The Lycan King is mated to my own daughter, what are the chances? This could be the key to finally dismantling the Lycans from within. With Rosalee on the inside, feeding me vital information, victory could be closer than I ever imagined.

It had been a delicate dance of secrecy for Francine and Azure as they tried to conceal her growing belly and their deepening connection for the next coming weeks. They knew that revealing their relationship and the unexpected pregnancy would cause ripples of concern and perhaps even outrage within the pack. Francine, already burdened with the weight of being the Lycan King’s daughter, didn't want to add more complications to her already complicated life.

he says as he rests his head on the top of my shoulder. "What are you talking about," I ask as I push my ass into him as I apply my mascara. Ward grabs the side of my hips and grinds his groin into my backside. "You in this dress," he growls. "I am going to have to kill every man that looks in your direction." "Don't be silly," I say. "No one looks in my direction because I am the freak, remember? I am the daughter of the Lycan King with no wolf or lycan and everyone knows it."

BJ tells me. I let out a sigh. "There is no other way BJ, I have to find it tonight. The quicker I find it the quicker he can fix everything. I'm the alpha daughter so if I do get caught what's the worse that can happen, he's not going to hurt his baby girl." We have been trying to find the location of the lycan king every since BJ and I went to this party. We overheard one of the alphas drunk kids at the party talking about how the lycan king is locked away, and that only the firstborn alphas and the alpha king have the maps to the location where he is locked away.

Dahlia yelled in shock. “You can’t do that! You’re the lycan! More than your family depends on you. THE WHOLE MERGE IS DEPENDENT ON YOU!" Yeran yelled in anger as he flung Nikkni into a seat behind him and stalked up to me like he wanted to shake the idea from my head. “And so? Daciana can be Lycan. Everyone already stores her anyway, and she’s more than powerful. Besides, the heirs will be fine and take over the throne from her,” Nikkini yelled back at Yeran.

I swore I would have made the whole Silvermoon pack proud if they were here to see this. “Since you aren’t going to tell me why she is here and is dressed like that, I’m going to shake the truth out of her,” she said. My eyes widened in surprise at her words. And before I could digest what she said, she was by the bedside. This was the first time I saw a Lycan using their powers. It looked so magnificent. My eyes could barely keep up with her movement. She reached for me but before she could grab my hand, King Dane appeared behind her and held her hand, pulling her backward.

So much has happened in so little time, and my head keeps spinning. "Please," I beg. "I'm nobody. The Lycan King can find someone better. Please." "I'm afraid I can't help you in that respect," he says, and I can see a flash of pity cross his face. "He's given his orders, and he wants you." Lifting my head, I ask, "Why? Why me?" He doesn't respond. Moments later, a young girl no older than I am steps into the room. She's wearing a cream coloured gown that brushes her ankles and has sleeves that reach her wrists. Her head is inclined downwards as she moves, and her eyes are trained on her feet.

“There are forces here that will not welcome you waking up… but for now… you are safe.” Alexander let out a shaky breath, his chest rising and falling. He looked at the lodge in the distance. He could feel the elders inside, the whispers of the pack, the watching and judging. But for the first time, a small spark of courage lit up inside him. Somewhere in the forest, under the red moon, the strongest omega he had kept hidden for so long had noticed the Lycan King—and felt, perhaps, that he had been noticed in return.