Novel & Cerita The Lycan Kings Army

Fate really had a way of making things happen. The other werewolf that Troy had met was a rogue. We have four Lycan kings with hundreds of alpha’s under them to rule each pack. Each Lycan kings had their territory; east, west, north and south. Gray moon pack was under the rule of the Lycan king of the south. “Even when we knew that it was highly impossible that you will be here since you know how we are hiding our identity from humans, we just decided that it won’t hurt anyone.”

Could it be that both of them are the Alphas of the Blood Moon Pack? I gasped in dismay and snapped my eyes back to Bianca. “Al… Alpha…" “Alpha Killian Nox and Alpha Lucian Nox are the Lycan kings of the Blood Moon Pack and the highest Alpha of the wolf kingdom,” she explained, and I shuddered slightly. ‘Go to bed or the Lycan kings will come and take your head for dinner.’ The words parents use to scare their pups to bed echoed in my head and the hairs on my skin stood.

I explain, and he nods. “You will make a good leader,” he said. “I thought you were here to talk me down about becoming a Luna. "Seeing your obstacle is now out of the way,” I said, and he shook his head, then smiled. “Hunter always thought I had an interest in becoming an alpha, but I never did. In fact, I hate being part of the royal family. "It's stressful,” he said. “I just want to live a peaceful life without having to be a target to anyone or having any enemies or having brothers that think I want the throne”, he explained, and I chuckled.

"The doctor mentioned earlier that you have a weak constitution. Getting rid of the pregnancy could kill you." "I won't kill my babies," I whispered, hands protectively over my stomach. "But if you stay here..." Freya glanced around nervously. "Lucas and Mitchell won't let this threaten their position. You know how ruthless they can be." "The Lycan King is your only hope now. He needs to know what his son has done." My heart pounded as I made my way to the king's study, I pretended like I was coming to clean the kings study. The guards barely glanced at me.

Beside them rose Lycan’Dra, the crown’s domain. If Lycandra was instinct, Lycan’Dra was discipline—white marble cities, obsidian towers, runes spilling silver light across the skyline. Lycans lived here: stronger, faster, sharper than any wolf born beyond their borders. They shifted onto two legs—towering beasts with claws and fangs, minds untouched by frenzy. They were generals, tacticians, rulers. From the High Seat, the Lycan Kings governed both Lycans and wolves, their power descending from the First Shift.

Silver flags hung from towers so tall their tips disappeared into the clouds. Armed soldiers lined both sides of the entrance path. They stood perfectly still in black armor with weapons strapped to every part of their bodies. Each one of them radiated a power so thick I could feel it pressing against my skin from twenty feet away. I had seen powerful wolves before. My father was an Alpha. Damien was an Alpha. But standing here surrounded by Lycans I finally understood how wide the gap truly was. These were not wolves. These were something else entirely. The Lycan King stepped out of the vehicle ahead of me and the soldiers responded instantly. Every single one of them slammed a fist against

Through my blurry gaze, I saw him stepping over Alpha Grayson, which earned a lot of violent and shocked reactions for disrespecting him. “We beg for your forgiveness, your highness. We failed to recognize you.” Whispers from the people I grew up with reached my ear. “Is that really the second prince? I heard he's apathetic and ruthless, but why does he seem so playful?” “Don't let that fool you. Lycans are a lot stronger than werewolves and he can crush our skulls with bare hands.” “I heard he's killed so many, so you better keep your mouth shut because he can hear you.”

Violet’s POV There were twenty students lined up with me, all looking like we were about to walk into our funerals and honestly… they weren’t wrong. We were going to the Lycan Kingdom, a place so notoriously ruthless that even demons respected the borders. Lycans weren’t just wolves, they were the apex of apex predators. Stronger bones, faster healing, ancient instincts, brutal laws, violent power. Wolves bowed to them. Most species feared them. And I was traveling there…with their princes and they are both obsessed and definitely idiots.

The crowd hushed with dread at the warrior’s words. “What did you just say?” Alpha Greg demanded. “The pack is under attack, Alpha!” The warrior stammered, “The lycans have come for war!” The words rang out in Esme’s ears but she couldn’t understand it. Lycans? What were they doing here? After the Great Supernatural War that had occurred, a thousand years ago, there’d been a tentative peace between all the supernatural species. So why were they attacking them now? What did they want?

Controlling an Alpha and making them fall at your feet was another level entirely. The Lycan King could bend half the nation at his will. Was that how powerful Lycans were? Or was it just the King? This was a different thing altogether. The man I had refused in front of everyone. The man whose mask I had run from. I could have been standing in that courtyard, verdict made on my pitiful life. Or Hazel's. My legs finally started to move. I walked the rest of the gallery with my head down, delivered the linen to a startled laundry maid, and didn't say a word to anyone.