The Lycan Queen Book 2 Novels & Stories

I smiled, cold and royal and nothing like the girl he rejected. “War begins at dawn,” I mouthed back. Because it does. For Elias. For my crown. For the five years I spent learning that ‘wolfless’ doesn’t mean ‘powerless.’ It means ‘Lycan.’ And the Lycan Queen has returned.

, I say as my feet move forward, rendering Lycan to take steps behind. “But I can't. She is the queen, and only she can decide the punishment after she gets up.” I move forward, as she takes a few steps back hitting her back on the wall. I slam my fist beside her head on the wall, and she takes in a deep breath, “Never tell me to leave her, never. I don't trust anyone around her. I am her ….”, my voice trails as my senses burst into me. Lycan’s head dips between us, her fists clenched over my chest, her eyes closed, as she whimpers in front of me.

Athena whispered, stepping closer to me, her usual bravado melting into unease. “Hello there, you two.” A voice, smooth as velvet but laced with danger, cutting through the silence like a blade. Athena gasped and, in an instant, darted behind me, her trembling hands clutching my arm. “Who are—” I began, but my words caught in my throat. My heart stuttered as the person stepped forward revealing himself to be the Lycan king, the Alpha of all Alpha's and instincts screamed both danger and something… deeper.

Lucian’s voice cut through the stillness. “Let this summit bear witness,” he said, his tone carrying across every corner of the hall. Aurelia felt it again his hand brushing hers, not gripping, not forcing. Choosing. Standing with her. The balance of power had shifted and everyone knew it. The silence breaks. The tension snaps and before anyone can challenge it Lucian steps forward. His voice echoes through the summit, cold and absolute: “Aurelia Nightbane…” A pause. The entire world holding its breath. “…will stand as Queen Candidate of the Lycan throne.”

she said, turning to us, “I believe that the queen is a special kind of Lycan.” “What do you mean?” Eros was quick to ask. “According to history, every true Lycan is blessed with a special gift from the moon goddess,” she explained. “And from what I witnessed that day, as well as my investigations, I have cause to believe that the queen is a siphon Lycan.” I blinked, confused. “What is that?” “A Lycan who has the ability to tap into various abilities and use them in their most powerful form.” “A siphon requires an object to wield such power,” Lucius stated, question in his voice.

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

She asked, "Playing?" "No, we haven't been playing," I said to her, "for some reason, I don't think she's ready for marriage. I don't even think she's ready to be claimed by me." "You're a Lycan now, right?" She asked me. "Yes, my queen." "And the Alpha of the Maelstrom kingdom as well, right?" "That's correct, my queen." "Then why is it difficult for you to make a move at a lady whom you've spent a good time of your life getting close with?" She asked.

and “you saved us.” “Cassia,” began the woman who had first spotted her in the room, her voice strong, if touched by her own tears. “If you hadn’t come for us, Kaylen and I would likely be in front of Devlin Anwir” - she said the name like she was spitting it - “this very moment.” Cassia’s head snapped to look at the woman, causing her to wince slightly. “Anwir?” She breathed. The woman nodded, solemn. “Kaylen and I -” she indicated the curly redhead beside her, “are both Lycans.”

That's why he needed to get to them, he thought as his paws hit the ground harder with each stride he took. Back at the Jet: Lateri, Antoni, Mylan, and Ahnyla: “DAMNIT WHERE’S YOU SON!” Mylan yelled as her cane turned into as swords pushing it through the heart of a Lycan that got in through the cock pit. She kicked his body backwards slamming the cockpit door locking it, not that it would help. “He said, they were attacked by the Vampire Queen and some of her Lycans. They managed to kill her and are now on their way.” Antoni answered half shifting, going to the door. He would try and keep the Lycans from breaking the door down. “Wait what did you say? The Vampire Queen is dead?” Ahnyla aske

"He was there, during the first Shadow War." Laura read with growing fascination. "Day 147 of the Shadow War. Three more packs lost to the darkness. The infection spreads faster than we can contain it. Only the Queen's light seems to hold them back, but she grows weaker with each battle." She looked up. "The Queen—she fought against the shadow wolves?" "The First Alpha Queen," Nikolai confirmed. "With her four bonded Alphas." "Like me," Laura whispered. "Like you." Laura continued reading, flipping through pages of battle accounts and desperate strategies. Then she stopped, her breath catching.