The Lycan Queen By Foxtail Novelas e Histórias

He doesn't need your approval! "I will send you to Eclipse Castle. The Lycan King is fond of you after watching your match. You will leave there as long as he wants," he uttered. "There's no guarantee that you will be coming back here…alive." My eyes widened when he mentioned the Lycan King who personified arrogance, virility and power. Everyone was afraid of him. In his prime years, he killed thousand Alphas. It was a miracle that he was the one who offered a truce but of course, all of us were still at his mercy.

"Different? In what way?" "Well, you're stubborn and short-tempered. Your generation couldn't be controlled anymore. And even before you were born, there were creatures who chose their own partner and rejected the mating pull. So I think the Moon Goddess saw that and to avoid any pain and scars, she gave you the ability to follow your heart." They were Lycans. They've been in existence for a thousand years. The Moon Goddess Selene created them. They were supposed to have a mate chosen by the Goddess, along with other creatures, but it all changed on the day she was born.

She must have used the illusion tricks on the beast. “How do we take that beast out?” she leaned back on her throne. “I felt his heart. I gripped it and exploded it. Why isn’t it dead? It still lives and even when I removed all the blood from its body, I could still feel it returning, healing quicker than ever.” “It’s not an ordinary wolf,” I sighed. “What do you mean?” I plopped to the ground exhausted. “He’s a lycan. They are stronger, faster and more dangerous. Think of James Miller but stronger and more dangerous.”

She stood up from the ground, looking into my eyes and then back at Lily. “What happened? You wanted to see me?” She asked me as I nodded my head. “Yes. Her wolf is weak,” I said to Lily, who sighed heavily, nodding her head. “I will try,” she said, walking over to Alyssa. “Freya, come with me,” I said to her as she walked over to where I was standing “You have a healer in your pack?” She curiously asked, looking at Lily, who was holding Alyssa’s hands. “Yes. She is a healer. Describe the vampire to me,” I asked her, and she swallowed hard.

"I think you've really lost your mind. Look at yourself before you lie. Everyone knows the Lycan King's mate is a noblewoman of ancient blood. What are you?" The onlookers began to whisper. "She said she's the Luna here?" "What a joke. The Lycan Queen would never look like that." I said nothing more, calculating in my head how much longer she could enjoy her moment. At the same time, I dialed Damien's Beta's number. "Sir, there's a she-wolf here with a file, claiming to be our Luna. She also stole another Luna's necklace." A panicked voice came from the other end.

The pack elder, Alfred, stepped forward with a heavy sigh, his aged but authoritative voice carrying across the silent hall. “Since an event like this has never happened before, the young lady must undergo a series of tests to determine whether she is truly fit to become the Lycan Queen.”Matteo’s face turned stone-cold, his aura flaring with barely contained fury. “Why would my mate need to take a series of tests? She is my fated mate, chosen and blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. I will only recognize her as my queen.”

“It was never consummated… and therefore null and void in the eyes of the Moon Goddess.” “You deceived me!” she shrieks, face twisting but I don't care. Her mare presence irritates me and I'm trying my best to contain my anger for the sake of the promise I made her father. “You knew of this fact! Didn't you?” she continues. I wink at the nearest guards and they seize her arms without hesitation, dragging her While she kicks and screams. “You can't do this to me!! I'm now the Lycan Queen of the North!!”

She looked at me lying in the bed, my throat bandaged, my body weak and broken, and her lip curled with pure contempt. "So this is the famous Luna," she said, her voice dripping with disdain, "The wolfless slave who somehow captured our King's attention." Lycan moved between us immediately, his body blocking her view of me. "Get out, Elena." "Oh, don't be dramatic," she waved a hand dismissively, "I just want to see what all the fuss is about, see what makes her so special that you'd throw away everything we had." "We never had anything," Lycan's voice was ice, "Now leave before I make you."

The very stone beneath their feet seemed to tremble beneath the force of it. Aliyah did not move. The Shaman lowered the crown and placed it gently on her head. The weight of it landed softly, but its meaning struck hard. Queen. When the Shaman stepped back, the silence shattered. The voices around her rose louder. A thousand howls joined as one. It was a cry of loyalty, a song of the old ways. Aliyah stood tall beneath it all, the crown gleaming against her dark hair. She was now Queen of the Lycans.