The Lycan Kings Army Novels & Stories

Feeling the cold more than she had been moments before, she tucked her hands under her arms beneath her jacket, warming them in a sweater that was uncomfortably peltlike all of a sudden. He continued, "So while the lycan are generally tolerant, they prefer humans over kingdomites, and there are certain bloodlines from the kingdom that remain kill-on-sight." "Which is why you don’t want them to know that you’re a warrior," she said, remembering his earlier comment. Then, without warning, a bubble of half-hysterical laughter rose up inside her, sticking in her throat and threatening to turn into a sob.

She is such a fascinating human. “Yes,” I replied. “Please allow me to explain. Lycans are more like humans but possess divine power. We can just say we are humans blessed with the ability to transform into wolves anytime. We have packs instead of cities where a king governs each pack. Amongst all the kings, there is a supreme king called the lycan king, who rules over all the other kings with his supreme Luna.” “Wow! It sounds exciting but also a bit frightening,” she remarked with a sparkle in her eyes.

She had a dark aura about her and her expression was as cold as ice. Still holding Lohki’s message, she cleared her throat and began to read the ominous words aloud again. Tension filled the air as she spoke, “Lycan kings of Hexon, you have two moons to surrender your lands and your people. Refusal will result in annihilation. From King Lohki” The silence that followed was thick with dread. My resolve hardened, and I spoke resolutely, “We will not bow to Lohki’s threats. Our fathers defeated him and so will we.”

After the great war with the soul stealers, a curse was placed on us, but I could break through the terrible curse, but My brothers were unfortunate. The soul stealers turned my brothers into vessels, and every full moon, Athens and Alaric transformed into mindless beasts that hunted Lycan souls. To avoid that from happening, I made sure that they were locked up in a dungeon that wouldn’t let them escape, but the last full moon that occurred made them go on a rampage, killing all the Lycans they encountered.

He was the High King of Lenerum, a Lycan berserker like his father before him. The old king had been feared throughout her village. No one spoke his name, afraid to summon his shade from the abyss. There were whispers that the Lycan King had to put down his father. The old king was so gone in madness that he had ripped the head of a visiting dignitary clean from his shoulders.

My nurse assistant, Rachel, was already inside, bouncing with excitement, her grin practically splitting her face. "Oh my goddess, Briar, I'm so excited!" she squealed the moment I opened the door. "I heard the Lycan kings are coming to the fair today! Oh just imagine how far they have to travel to come to a little town like ours." I raised an eyebrow, sliding into the passenger seat. "The Lycan kings? What are you talking about?" Rachel's eyes widened as she stared at me in disbelief. "You know, the three brothers who rule the Lycan packs? They're like, legendary! Everyone’s been talking about it. I can't believe you haven't heard!"

They have been growing more and more over the years, recruiting new members. I have been meaning to call a meeting of the council of Lycan kings, which I was their leader. The council is made up twelve Lycan kings, representing the twelve wolf kingdoms. But with my protection pearl going missing and bringing of Vee into my pack, I have been pretty much occupied. Now Vico is sending his men into my lands, I had to nip this shit in the bud soon or I might have another war with half breeds on my hand. “Maybe they know she is a half breed,” that had to be why they wanted her.

But now, he was acting like a saint. “Alpha," one of my warriors called through the mindlink, the urgency in his voice jerking me out of my thoughts and back to the present. “What is it?" I snapped. “The Lycan King is around." He announced and my face scrunched up in confusion, as I pulled myself up from the desk. “What? Why?” I asked, already moving towards the door and Derek followed behind knowing better than to ask any questions. “Where's he right now?"

“So, whatever inquiries or snooping you have done in my home — stops now. Do we have an understanding?” They both began to fidget under the weight of my authority. An alpha’s command could not be denied. It could be painful, even deadly, to try. As the lycan king, mine was more potent than any other. I wasn’t even putting a fraction of the force I could behind my words, but their discomfort was clear. Finally, they responded with their understanding, tilting their heads to expose their necks to me in submission. “Good. Now, go. We have nothing more to discuss.”

Dark figures stepped out from behind him. Dozens of them. Rogue wolves. Dark witches. Masked mercenaries. Within seconds, the chamber was surrounded. Wesley moved protectively in front of me. "You'll never leave this place alive." James laughed. "Bold words." "But even the Lycan King cannot fight an army." Liam's hands ignited with blue flames. "Want to test that theory?" James ignored him. Instead, he looked directly at Orion. "Guardian." "I invoke the ancient law."