The Lycan King's Secret Daughter Novels & Stories

“Is everything alright?” “Yes, of course!” she said, pouring some milk into my coffee before handing it to me. “He was just looking for information.” “Information?” I repeated, bringing the coffee cup to my lips. “Apparently,” she said, “the Lycan King found his second chance mate last night in Room 14, and she’s disappeared. He’s called for a search until she’s found!” I didn’t realize I’d dropped my cup until I heard it shatter on the floor.

he said softly, his voice carrying a note of genuine curiosity, "is this?" Richard stepped forward quickly, his expression tight. "Your Majesty, that is merely my... other daughter. Elena. An omega of no particular importance. I apologize if her presence offends…" "Offends?" The Lycan King's eyebrow raised slightly. "Why would she offend me?" The question hung in the air, loaded with implications that made my father stumble over his words. Kieran moved to stand protectively in front of me, his body shielding me from the lycan king.

That would spell total doom and that was surely going to be the end. "It is risky, I know. But what do I have to lose? My daughter is there. The only hope of Lukhaya is there. One day, I'll be no more. Where's the apparent heiress? Hm? Tell me!" His voice trembled a bit. "But the Moon Goddess gave her to him." That was the only thing he could lamely say after the wizard king's statement. The king's eyes narrowed in slits. "Are you trying to annoy me further, Brian?" He did not like to be reminded of the fate binding the Lycan and his daughter.

she said, and Ivy touched her neck. “How do you know that?” Ayla asked her. “Because I'm part of the midwives who were assigned to the Lycan during delivery,” she said with her head bowed. “Is there anything else you would like to tell us?” I asked her. “The Lycan had special powers,” she said. “That's the reason why the King kidnapped, and mated with her. He wanted a daughter,” she said. “Because his first one died?” I asked her.

Her smile widened, sharp as a blade. “Yes,” she said smoothly, her voice now heavy with authority. “You are looking at the oldest daughter of the Lycan King.” She leaned back in her chair, her beauty now edged with danger. Her smirk deepened, her eyes glinting with cruel amusement as she dropped the final stone into the silence. “Olinda Black.”

I paused and closed my eyes. Tears rolled down from my eyes, soaking the mattress. But I did find his grip loosened a bit. I opened my eyes and looked at him. His gaze did not move from mine. "Never meet that man again." "W-What about Lifaya? Will you stay away from her?" He leaned close to my neck and started kissing me. "A-Aron, I asked you something," I said, trying to move my head to look at him. He sat up and looked into my eyes. "She is not an ordinary woman. She is a Lycan; most importantly, she is the daughter of the former Lycan king."

The screaming was too loud that I had to cover my ears completely with both hands in order to avoid being affected. By the time the screaming died down, I saw my mother crying as the Lycan king spat on her. "Where is your daughter?" The Lycan King's voice was loud, clear and brutal. The more he pressed my mother to reveal my secret location, the more my mother denied my very existence in the room. "We will be back," the Lycan King said to my mother before leaving to look for other girls around my age who he wanted to capture and take to his kingdom.

Vlad's jaw clenched and his fork stabbed into the crisp greens and vibrant vegetables, diverting his pent-up energy, into his food. "When has it become a crime to ask questions?" "You can ask questions but try to make it a bit less uncomfortable." "Whatever. Answer my question." "My dad is King Jalen, the Lycan King," Vlad's dad gasped in surprise "Vlad, why didn't you tell me she was the Lycan king's daughter?" Vlad stuttered, not meeting his dad's gaze. "It escaped my mind. She… she's the Lycan king's daughter."

Nathan’s POV. I drove back to my pack with heavy thoughts on whether Lunaria was okay and all of that. How she had screamed and passed out was… I didn’t even know how to say this but it was terrifying. The whole way, I couldn’t stop thinking about Lunaria. She was alive, thank the moon goddess for that. Not only that, but she was the Lycan King’s daughter. How had I not known this before? I didn’t even know anything about any markings on her that was only in the Lycans bloodline but it was surprising that it was a real thing.

But I had not known this. Why did you never tell me? I asked. She laughed, but there was no humor in it. Because telling people you are half-Lycan is a death sentence. The king’s hunters track bloodlines. They kill anyone who carries the ancient blood outside his direct control. She stepped closer, her eyes searching my face. But you—you are different. You are Kaelen’s daughter. The true heir. Everyone in the underground knows. They have been waiting for you to surface. Underground?