The Lycan King's Secret Daughter 소설 & 이야기

I imagined it - yanking my hand free, letting him stumble, watching his vanity shatter as the crowd turned him into a fool. But I didn't. My legs wobbled, threatening to betray me, and the risk of falling - of becoming the International Werewolf Association's eternal punchline - kept my fingers locked in his. Then there were the voices, soft and wistful, threading through the din. "Oh my god, who is this woman next to Alpha Lucas?" one girl breathed. "Of course it's his wife! The Lycan King's most beloved youngest daughter!" another replied, awe dripping from her tongue.

And it frightens me how much control he—Ethan—has on me. My door slams open. Hudson stands there, his hair disheveled, a boyish grin at the corner of his lips. “Mr. Grey, I think there's someone you need to meet.” He takes slow strides towards me, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “She—” “She?” I ask surprisingly and he nods. “She says she's from your mother.” “You've got to be kidding me.” Hudson laughs, drawing his palm over his face. “I already pictured the expression on your face.” His voice turns serious. “She's the daughter of a Lycan king. She's downstairs waiting.”

“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.

When Kiyan and I were much younger and more naïve than we now were, my grandmother would sit us down in front of the fireplace every night and tell us a story. It never changed and always began with the same person- Lycaon. He was said to be the first of the lycans, cursed to shapeshift into a wolf by Zeus. The reason? He tried to serve the great and powerful Zeus human flesh. Furious with Lycaon’s trickery, Zeus cursed him. From there the lycan curse spread. Lycans would bite humans, cursing them to the same fate. Eventually, word had spread about these strange shape-shifting creatures. And so, a war broke out between the humans and lycans, both believing that the world had no place for the

I knew that he and Aunt Emily had a plan to take me away from the podium so they could save Violet but I played along. I kept my reaction for the meeting with this new King and I hoped for their good. This wasn't all a lie because if it was, then they were unleashing a mad Lycan upon themselves for I was going to commit not just a sin but a massacre. I walked to the main building and he led me to the throne room. Before the guards could even open the door, Greg hurried to it and pulled it open himself. "Please welcome the Lycan King of all known lands, Axel the Black, first son of King Talon," he said as the doors opened in front of me.

“But… how did you know it was mine?” Lea shared a quick glance with Marcus, and he nodded, encouraging her to continue. “The moment I saw it, I knew you weren’t just any Lycan. This necklace…” She gestured to it, her expression soft but serious. “It’s not just an ornament. It’s an heirloom. A symbol of your family’s legacy.” Marcus took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the necklace in my hand. “Your mother, Princess Anita, was the daughter of King Artemis—the true Lycan King.”

Opposite the Lycan King, the exquisite woman by his side and the two girls around my age seated at both sides of the royal couple. “Tell me.” The Lycan King started. His sharp eyes boring into me and staring at me intensely. “Your name is Amber?” “Yes, sir.” I nodded. “You’re the girl the charges were made on behalf of? The Alphas stated you experienced abuse in the pack?” “Yes, that’s true.” I nodded again as I explained. “I grew up as Maggie’s twin sister. As Alpha Logan and Luna Natalie’s daughter.” “But—“ the girl to the right interrupted with a frown. “How can you be…” she trailed off then shot the Lycan King a look and turned back to me. “You’re a Lycan. How could you live as their dau

It held an edge of darkness and danger to it. My heart raced hard, and different thoughts coursed through my mind because what in the world was going on? Enzo responded. “But I have information that might stop the war looming and put the Lycan King under your feet. I heard he has a powerful daughter that he keeps hidden in his palace. She is so powerful that only a few people have ever laid eyes on her” My heart froze at that moment and cold shivers ran down my spine. I could hear my heart beating in my ears, but it wasn't comparable to the fear that slowly crept through my soul.

The two other Alphas sat forward, curiosity gripping at core of them… finding a foreign mate was a touch out of the ordinary. “You have our attention.” Hudson murmured, taking a long draw on his cigar. I grinned, taking another drink of my scotch, then swirling it around in my glass, watching it intently as I spoke. “She’s the daughter of the Lycan King, Ethan Ryan.” “Oh snap.” Alexander proclaimed, utter shock and dismay written all over both my friend’s faces. “Where did you find her!”

There was silence as he stepped down toward me. “Damian of the Silverclaw Pack,” he addressed. “You’ve invaded our land and drawn blood in our city. Explain yourself.” But I couldn’t take my eyes off Skye. “You…” I rasped. “You’re here…” She looked away. “She was taken from me,” I said, louder now. “She’s my mate. She belongs with me!” “Enough!” the Lycan King’s voice boomed. “You do not own her.” “She is my daughter,” he said. “Skye is the long-lost heir to the Lycan throne. My blood. My only child."