Novel & Cerita The Lycan Prince’s Puppy

Carefully, I took a step back, only for my foot to hit the bin, followed by the sound of a loud clatter. Shit. The guy turned around swiftly, his expression tense and his jaw clenched. My stomach dropped. Even though this was the first time I had seen his face, I recognized his build immediately. It was the Lycan Prince, Kylan, and he was walking toward me with a gaze so cold, it could kill. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as he stepped closer, and closer—until he stood in front of me, leaving no more than a few inches between us. Nervously, I bit my bottom lip, dreading whatever would come out of this.

Born as a free human but she was 8 when the war broke out, she lost her family to the hands of the monsters and since then she has become a slave to these predators. As she turned 18, it was time for her destiny to prevail, just like all the other boys and girls before her. Either she'd be sold in an auction as a pet to the highest bidder and only complete psychos attend such auctions or she would be sent to the breeding camp which was a living nightmare. But never in billions of years, she thought the Lycan King will buy her for his sons who hate humans to their cores. Little did she know, the King had bought her as the most important test for both the Princes because whoever kills her firs

Bluey exclaimed. “Exactly. You know how Lycans are with their pups. Now that he knows... I’m scared. He might try to take them from me.” Bluey sat up straighter. “Do you remember what he looked like?” “Well, my triplets are his replica. No one can deny it. You’ll see. Bluey picked up her phone and opened her browser. "Let’s try something.” She typed: “Prominent and rich Lycans in Washington.” And after a few minutes,

"If not for this pregnancy... we might never have married at all." Raina stilled, her fingers tightening around the cup. "Because he's a Lycan Prince?" Her voice was careful, but she wasn't guessing. She had seen Nyma over the months—hesitant, measured, never reckless with love, not even with destiny. Nyma gave a small nod, exhaling. "Yes. He's a Lycan Prince. Desired. Powerful. The kind of male others write poems about. And I—I didn't know how deep a mate bond could run, not truly."

She couldn't accept that the amnesiac orphan she had relentlessly bullied—the one who couldn't even keep a simple bone pendant—was actually the most exalted Lycan Princess on the continent! "You're just a cripple with a failing wolf! You're a mutt! What right do you have to sit there?!" Kira pointed at me, her face completely twisted in envy. Ryker didn't even turn his head. He couldn't be bothered to look at such a lowly creature. He just coldly raised a hand and gave a signal. The two hulking Lycan guards flanking me moved instantly, appearing in front of Kira in the blink of an eye.

My gaze moves slowly around the table, daring everyone to contradict me. My mother clears her throat. “Like I was saying, who said they are outsiders? My daughter will never be an outsider in our pack. Her mate will never be an outsider either.” As her words slowly sink in, all eyes turn towards Lance. Someone squeaks out, “But he is a lycan and the crown prince.” My mother glances back at Lance and nods. “He is, and Trinity is now the crown princess. Together, they will soon take their rightful place on the throne as the king and queen.”

So this must be… “Gotcha!” he exclaims at a small figure who was hiding behind a bush. “Aaaa!” A blonde girl falls out of the bush and lands on her bum. She is startled that he caught her so easily! The girl is around six years old with shiny golden hair which is almost as bright as the sun. Her doe-like amber eyes are full of shock and she pouts at her friend. “This is not fair!” she protests. “I was supposed to scare you!” “You cannot beat a Lycan Prince!” Alexei boasts. The girl only glares at him, feeling irritated. She tries to scare him everyday but he always catches her.

there he goes again with stupid questions. “That is because the prince saw me, and I am a Lycan, or I can shift like one. That was why they wanted to take me away from here. Kane killed them to protect me, and the prince kidnapped me to avenge his parents.” She paused looking at a now stupid looking Alex. “He mutilated me just to prove a point and we are going to kill him to prove ours.” Alex ran his hand on his hair then I saw anger in his eyes. What is the moron planning now?

Worse, I wasn’t even halfway through that one, and I still had to deliver it to him. I sneered, remembering he wanted to give it to one of his sophisticated she-wolves. “Of course,” I muttered to myself. I would never fit into his world. I rolled my eyes a bit even though no one was watching. I twisted the custom fountain pen he’d told me to work with between my fingers, quietly admiring the craftsmanship. The nickname “P. Luc” was inscribed along the side. The Lycan Prince was far more modern than the king. He cared less about the suffocating old palace traditions, even down to the way he dressed.

They looked at each other for a split second and exchanged some silent words. "What?Are you surprised that I broke out of the dungeon?"The prince asked his father through gritted teeth. The Werewolves were perplexed when a Lycan joined them. Never in their wildest dreams had they thought that a Lycan would help them fight against his kind. Leo didn't trust the Lycan fully,a deep frown settled on his features. The prince could see some blood on the ground.He was thankful that no one had lost his/her life. "Attack!"The Lycan king shouted at the top of his voice. He wanted to show his son that he meant it when he said that he was going to eradicate all wolves from the earth's surface.