The Lycan Prince’s Puppy Novels & Stories

I explain while shifting my gaze between Raine and Miranda. Lorraine's eyes pop a little at the word immortal, and she freezes. "Wait... Queen? Who are you," Lorraine asks with wide-open eyes? "Earlier, I introduced myself... I must have forgotten the prince part," I reply while trying to recall our conversation from earlier. "Prince! My sister is mated to the Prince of werewolves...yesterday she was in an abusive relationship, and today, you are telling me she will be an immortal queen if she decides to hook up with you," Lorraine asks while looking between us.

I mustered and forced myself out of his grip. The man was drawn aback by my statement and he immediately left me, his eyes widened in shock. "What could the problem be, my able prince?" "You don't have to bother yourself, I'll explain everything to you when the time comes. But right now, I need you to provide a vacant room for me and my mom to stay for today." "A room?" The man asked in shock. "How can I possibly provide a room for a Lycan prince in my dog cave when you have a big mansion all to yourself? Is there something you are not telling me?"

I had this soldier back in the days, when I was in the Royal army, there are many things you have to go through to be fully braided as a Lycan prince. We had this comrade, he was mated to his Lycan. I had never really seen someone go crazy before. But I think I had seen it. At first, he had felt the loss of their bond even before he saw her dead body. She had been attacked by a dominating and opposing pack during the time.

Olivia noticed my anxious expression and finally calmed down, lowering her voice. "That girl is from the royal family? Are you suspecting Louis—" "No, not Louis, but Prince Liam." I leaned in close to Olivia's side, speaking almost in a whisper. "I've seen a portrait of Prince Liam, and his facial expression is at least seven or eight points similar to Kitty's! And, almost all the werewolves in the Black Mountain pack have black hair and green eyes, right? But Kitty has golden curly hair and deep blue eyes..." "Maybe she inherited her mother's eyes?"

GETTING ALONG JADEN’S POV Being the Prince of the Lycans of the MoonShadow Pack had been a turbulent journey for me. I was declared dead as a child and had to live the life of a commoner as a teenager, I only returned back to my pack when it was time for me to experience my first shift as a Lycan at the age of 16, my father had insisted that he would guide me through the process which was a very painful one, it was only just recently that I started communicating with the rest of the pack. Most of them are not aware of my history, since we lost half of our pack to the war, and only started rebuilding some years after the attack, some new members of our pack came from other packs, and new bir

Antonio propelled himself forward with renewed vigor, the thrill of the chase rippling through his veins. Antonio burst through a thicket of ferns, his heavy claws leaving indents in the damp earth. He could detect Alina's scent, a unique mix of honeysuckle and almond, hanging in the air like a delicate perfume. On and on he ran, leaping over fallen logs and sidestepping jagged rocks with an agility that was both mesmerizing and terrifying. He moved with an ease that bore testament to his inherent prowess as a Lycan prince.

"Yes. I'm going to be the alpha someday, and I'll need a capable Luna to take care of the pack. Can you take care of yourself?" He continued. "And let's not forget that your sister is so beautiful that—" A tear slipped from my eye. "My sister and I have the same face." "And somehow, the both of you look so different. You're not so beautiful. You look like the lite version of your sister. Not that I'm calling you ugly, that would be very un-future alpha of me. It's just like comparing a nice teddy bear to a poorly sewn ragdoll." I wiped my face with my sleeve. "I hate you. You and Marcy, both."

She heard two girls talking in distance. “Did you know, Audrey and Julia again had some problems in the morning.” “Even though Julia is the queen bee, Audrey gives a damn.” “Anyways that is between those Lycans. If they heard us discussing that will be the end…” What !!! Lycans !!! Maraya was mentioning them as the other powerful people…..!!! Ooh Maraya, You are so dead today !!!

I looked at her, and she nodded. I cleared my throat and started reading: “Once upon a time, there was a princess born in the Lycan realm. She was the youngest of a litter of six.” I paused and smirked. The concept was hilarious, and then she pouted, “What? We call our babies pups, so suck it up,” she said, and I couldn´t help but laugh openly but lovingly. “I am learning, darling... and I am loving it,” I said, and she smiled. She got me, just the way I got her completely. There were no halves, no midways... we were all in.

His red eyes just showing how angry he is. “Aida is part of the Lycan Royal Family now. If you attack her, you are attacking your King!” His arms start to sprout fur and his nails elongate into claws around Saskia’s wolf’s neck. I can smell her blood from his claws puncturing her wolf’s skin.