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Camilla's POV I watched from the shadows as the Lycan roared furiously. That she-wolf, Sadie, had slapped the Princess. Sadie had played a key role in my plan, but I no longer needed her. I made sure her pup never made it out of the ICU. She had to pay for gloating when the Princess lost that wolf's spawn. That pup was born weak anyway, and it was her mother’s fault. She gave me her pup's blood from the womb to create the potion that killed the Princess's pup. It's a shame that the Princess, being too soft-hearted, cured the pup already. She will soon learn that kindness is futile.

I turned my head and saw our three pups. . I felt all my senses had started working in a better way than previously. I could tell which pup was sobbing without looking at them. I walked toward that pup who was sobbing. I carefully lifted my pup in my arms. I checked the gender of the pup. He was a boy, with his blue eyes and white hair, just like me. Out of all, he was the royal Lycan. I smiled looking at him and then my eyes landed on the mirror and was shocked to see my new look. I didn't have white hairs and blue eyes but it has been converted into raven black hairs and red eyes.

“He’s a Lycan,” “He smells like an elite!” “Wait, is he a Lycan Royal?” “Oh my God, It’s the prince!” “The prince is in our pack, he visited us for the first time. This is so cool!” someone from the crowd exclaimed excitedly. They have been trying to guess who he was, and now that they have found out that he is the Lycan prince, they just couldn’t contain their excitement. I doubted it for a while, I just can’t believe that this guy that I bumped into, this guy that I just met and yet I’m having dirty fantasies about him. I just can’t believe that he is the future king of all wolves, it’s just so unbelievable!

This was the Blackthorn Boarder. Back at Red Hollow, they told us terrifying stories about this place just to keep us from running away. They said the leader here, Prince Alaeric, was a monster. They called him the "Shadow Prince" a Lycan with blood so dark and powerful that he could crush a normal wolf just by looking at them. "If you cross that line," my stepmother used to sneer, "Alaeric will rip your throat out before you can even beg for mercy. He doesn't take prisoners. He only takes lives."

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.”

But she brushed the feeling aside for a while, grateful that she had at least good company here. Lycan King and his mate entered the house. The members cheered for the couple and welcomed the new member. "Have you brought this for us, Luna Queen?" One of the puppies inquired, leaping around Princess Orla and pointing to the Raby in her arms. He was practically salivating over it. Orla could see the rabbit's hunger in his eyes. She pressed it even harder against her chest. Lycan King sort of announced before she could open her mouth to respond to the little boy,

Their love became a symbol of hope and unity for the entire pack, proof that change was possible, and that love could bridge the gaps between them. The Lycan Prince's path was not an easy one, but he remained steadfast in his determination to create a better world for his pack. With Luna by his side, and the support of his father, the Alpha King, he led his people into a new era of acceptance, compassion, and unity. The legacy of the Lycan Prince would be remembered for generations, a story of love, courage, and the power of a single dream to change the fate of many.

I don’t dance in public, because I don’t like being watched. To my absolute shock, the big bad Lycan prince pouts at my response. It catches me off guard, and I find myself chuckling. He looks more like a harmless puppy, rather than the strongest Lycan/ werewolf alive. It is quite the contrast opposed to his demeanor towards Jake and Jerry a minute ago.

I stood to my feet, watching as the arrow clattered on the heap of dark ash that used to be her. Rage. Pure rage. It was all I could feel in that moment. At the sound of hooves beating the ground, I turned to see that Prince Aries was escaping. He had underestimated me too much and I was going to prove to him that I wasn't just a Lycan wolf. I was the Alpha of all Alphas. I broke into a run, wind beating my skin as I zapped towards him. In no time, I had cornered his horse, kicking into the air as I pulled him from the horse.

he said, his voice barely above a whisper, filled with gratitude and determination. "No need for thanks, Prince," Thaddeus replied, a twinkle in his eye. "Just promise me you'll be careful." Antonio's expression grew solemn as he held the book close to his chest. "Before I leave, may I ask you one more question?" he asked. Thaddeus nodded. "Of course, Prince Antonio, ask away." Antonio took a deep breath before voicing the question that had been slowly creeping into his mind. "Is it possible," he began, his voice quavering slightly now, betraying his nervousness. "Is it possible for a Lycan to be fated to a werewolf?"