The Lycan King's Treasured Luna Novels & Stories

Isabelle pov I turned my full attention to Lucy who still seemed bold despite all that I just said and I knew immediately that she had heard something and that’s why she was here. “Aren’t you scared? Are you not scared of what she can do to your family or should I say to your whole pack when she is a fully fledged Luna?” Lucy whispered to me as she continued her pace towards me with the same blunt smirk she had from earlier in the throne room. “She cannot do anything because she is only the queen of this pack and not mine,” I said to Lucy who chuckled loudly.

his voice was laced with fear as he stared at Kaiden. Kaiden sighed, “Elder James, it's normal for me to invite kings from everywhere during this banquet. During this same banquet, I'll pick Rene as my Luna. It's important for them to be present during this special occasion.” he said. “I'll ask my guards to be on standby in case anything should happen, but I think the Lycan king should be wise enough not to cause any problem.” James nodded and sat down, “Yes, yes.”

A promise that their King and Queen stood unchallenged. Veldrin cradled my face in his hands, pressing his forehead to mine, our eyes locked. His warm breath brushed against my skin as his voice was low and confident. "Forever, my mate." I smiled through the tears I didn't even notice had fallen. "Forever." "...and under the watchful gaze of the Moon Goddess, the Lycan King and his Queen united as one." Asher Blackwater's commanding voice echoes through the forest.

Ryan looks down at Lester's broken body, before frowning back over at us. "Wasn't you locked away, how did you get out?" Max asks Ryan with a frown. "We broke him out and we're talking about the lycan king," I say answering both of their questions. "The what?" Ryan asks as a look of confusion cross face. "The Lycan king, the son of the first lycan," I say. "What's a Lycan?" Ryan asks, still looking confused. I look at him for a moment seeing that he really doesn't know who I'm talking about.

The Alpha and Luna of Grey Moon had been thrown together in a union to preserve their species by their parents before they passed away. As the party had dispersed, a figure waited in the shadows. He smirks upon hearing that a baby girl had been born of both a Kolana wolf and a Mattra wolf. He had in his mind to kidnap the baby and kill the parents, the whole pack if necessary. He knew this baby would be special and could bring him more power than ever imaginable. He would become the most feared Lycan king in the world with this hybrid by his side. He would take her as his Queen when she became of age and together, they would rule the world. He knew he would have to act fast because once

But the Kingslayer's light was brighter now, pushing back the shadows, and the bond hummed with a warmth that the cold could not touch. Cassian walked beside me, his hand in mine. His grip was steady, his shoulders straight. The cracks were still there—they would always be there—but they were not weaknesses. They were places where the light could get in. We reached the chamber. The bones still lay on the obsidian platform, the first Lycan king and his mate, their hands still touching after centuries of death. The Luna was waiting. She rose from the bones like smoke, dark and shapeless, taking form as we watched. Her hollow eyes fixed on Cassian, and her lips curved into a smile that held no

The lycan king's voice gently greeted his mate who was beginning to open her eyes. "Edward, have you been awake long?" The Lycan king smiled, his head nodding as he moved his lips lightly, "get ready, there's a transfer ceremony today!" Luna's forehead wrinkled, her eyes blinked. Then her lips moved to make a sound, "what does the transfer of office mean, Edward?" The Lycan King smiled his best smile, then he got up from the bed. His muscular body looked tantalisingly hasart Luna, but it didn't last long as both of the Lycan King's arms moved to grab her body.

“What is it?” Jack’s gaze flicked between us, voice low but urgent. “The Lycans. They’re here on the pack grounds.” A ripple of alarm tore through the air. Warriors immediately rose from their seats, instincts kicking in. Kael’s aura surged like a wave of heat, authority crackling in the bond. “Where?” he demanded. “The forest perimeter. They came fast, we tried to fight them off with no casualties, but…” Jack hesitated, then swallowed hard. “Their leader, the King, he’s asking for the Luna.”

He took out a small statue of SHILA and gave it to me. “I found the leader of that cult. I overheard him talking to the Lycan king, Xavier.” I raised a brow. “The Lycan king?” “Yes. You were right. He was protecting them except it wasn’t just because the group was made up of Lycans, it was more because he was part of the too. It seems that he had in mind to get hold of the Luna when he saw her and was struck by her resemblance to the goddess.” “That sly son of a bitch.”

He looked away toward the dais where the High Oracle, an ancient woman with cataract-clouded eyes, stood beside Bianca, who knelt before the slumped, dying queen on her throne. “Brothers and sisters of Camelot,” Kael’s voice carried across the hall. “We stand at the edge of a cliff. To the west, the Lycan King Darius gathers his forces. His shadow already touches our borders, and war is no longer a rumor.” A ripple of fear went through the crowd. "To protect this pack," Kael continued, "I need to be strong. And my pack needs a strong queen. Tonight, I choose my Luna.” I took a step forward, my heart hammering in my chest. Choose us. We can be strong together.