The Lycan Kings Army Novels & Stories

They looked like ordinary hands, pale and small and trembling. "I do not feel like a witch." "Your powers are suppressed. They will return in time." He leaned back in the chair. "The ones who hunted your people were the ancestors of the Lycan King. His family has held the throne for centuries. They are responsible for the death of your people." "Lycan King?" "A tyrant. He rules the seven realms with fear and violence. He turns into a horrendous beast on full moon nights and kills everything in his path. He wants you dead because you are the only one who can break his power."

The Twin Kings: Caspian and Octavian Vance Prepare to Absorb the Blood Moon Territory. My hands started shaking. I picked up the magazine. The article detailed how the Royal Lycans were coming to collect an old blood debt from Alpha Blackwood. Nathan's father. The article called them the most ruthless executioners in the shifter world. It hit me then. Three weeks ago, in the alley behind the city bar. I had snuck off the territory to breathe, and I watched a man tear three armed rogues apart with his bare hands. I had thrown a glass bottle to distract the last rogue who was sneaking up behind him. He had spun around, grabbing me in the shadows. He breathed in my scent, his golden eyes lockin

“Your Majesty, you are a guest here. A honoured one, but still a guest. Red Moon matters must be handled with care.” Caleb took one step forward, and the air changed. The lamps along the wall flickered. “I am also the Lycan King,” he said. “And I will say this once where every listening ear can carry it properly. If another wolf touches Alexander Grey, traps him, harms him, or uses rank to corner him, I will treat it as an attack on me.” A sharp breath passed through the wolves watching from nearby corners. Rowan’s face did not change, but Alexander saw his fingers tighten around the edge of his robe.

Snatching her wrist, I break her limb and rip out her throat before she could howl. In an instant, I felt three powerful people stand behind me. I knew who they belonged too. Warm, steel-like arms curl around my waist. My mate pulls me back from the very naked rogue before me. "I have no problem cleaning the entire forest of you lunatics," the Kings' voice was promising, dark and cold. His skin felt hotter than the average temperature, and I know his wolf is fighting to the surface. "Leave now," his tone was commanding. No wolves, regardless of their classification, can fight the command of a Lycan King.

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. Nobody at the party took the guy seriously, but you know what they say, a drunk man tells no lies. Many people say that the Lycan king is dead. There are many different stories about the Lycan King. Some of the stories say he was a good guy and others say he was this savage monster. It's so many different stories, so many wolves including myself who wasn't around durn the time of the lycan king think that he's only a legend and that most of the stories were made up to scare us as ki

“You and I are really in the same boat, paddling up the same shit creek. My parents hid things from me. I have to accept that I’m not just a regular werewolf either.” “What are you?” I ask, very curious to hear the answer. “I’m a Lycan. Supposedly.” “What’s a Lycan?” He sighs, looking miserable. “They are…werewolf kings, of sorts. They’re the highest in the hierarchy of wolves, ruling over all other werewolves. They leave us to our own devices for the most part, but they make the laws…call on the packs in their kingdoms when they go to war. Our king’s not too bad; there are definitely worse Lycans than the Cahills.”

Or perhaps maybe this was her last day alive but she would never give up so easily. Of course, she wasn't sold to a werewolf but rather a freaking Lycan King. She has heard enough of the rumors in the last ten years and the scariest ones were always about the Lycans. They were the most powerful and ruthless beasts of them all. When the war first broke out, it was easier and still possible to kill werewolves with human weaponry but Lycans heal faster and they are beyond strong. There were a total of three kingdoms in this world now and these kingdoms were ruled by the Lycans. The most superior of all. The Red Moon kingdom is the strongest among the three and the king of the Red Moon kingdom w

Against them, the Lycans and allied wolves fought with primal rage, their numbers vast but their unity fractured. They already had all the maps of the werewolf and Lycan Kingdoms because they were already prepared for this war. They set their targets with precision, so they can damage them with precision and power. They weren’t blinded y rage and arrogance like Lycan Kings, and it will be their biggest advantage against them.

I lowered my gaze like the rest of the ladies in respect for the Alpha Kings. The footsteps climbed down the stairs. The room was instantly filled with darkness and many suffocating auras of Lycans-the creatures everyone feared greatly because they couldn't be killed with a dose of wolfsbane or a silver stake to the heart or head like usual werewolves. They were blessed by Moon Goddess and not cursed like the rest of the wolves. ‘ The Kings are here. ’ My wolf whispered as if the Kings could hear her if she talked loud in my mind. I lowered my head further. My hands clenched into fists by my side.

Sitting at the head of the table was the King and queen next to him and at the other end of the table were Marcelo and his beta. Marcelo’s eyes drifted between me and Kaleb, who was holding my hand now. I tried to remove my hand, but he pulls it back, gripping it too tight that I could feel my knuckles crack. “Shall we begin?” The king gestured for everyone to take their seats. >>> Two hours into the meeting, everyone is arguing about how Lycans are attacking small packs and not having to give them a chance to choose their packs. “I do what I have to do because it is for the best. People need leaders and…” One of the leaders from the south wanted to speak.