The Lycan Queen By Foxtail Novels & Stories

The pregnant she-wolf didn't understand why her body was submitting to this woman. The council members and the priestess gulped as they could tell what was happening. “He married her, didn't he?” Elder Mackenzie sighed. “So? If she's his mate, then I don’t see the problem,” Elder Beres snickered. “But this isn't how then council do things!” Elder Natasha let out. "To my loyal followers and my friends from near and far," Kanyon greeted. "I present to you, my second-chance mate, my wife, and the queen of Lycania, Jessica Thorton- Coldblood."

She was scared of something, yes, and that was a bad move on her part, yes, but it doesn’t dismiss the fact that she had to have had enough power to do something like restricting a Lycan king’s vision. And not just any Lycan King, The Supreme Lycan King. I scoff at the impossibility of it and glare at Queen Diane. “The books said Ashryn created the Lycan’s flame. It’s a set of objects, not a person.” Queen Diane smiles at me and it is a sad thing. “History is written by the victors Adelaide, Know that.

I assured, holding her hands. She exhaled, still not convinced. “Please, speak to me. Don't be terrified.” She chuckled. Her loud laugh sounded strange to me. Weird as well. “I'm not terrified. What I'm not sure of is if I can trust you or not.” I let out a quiet sigh. “I understand your fears. You might I might go on to betray you if you speak to me.” “You're smart.” “I'm the current Lycan queen an I have just discovered something rather strange. Whatever you tell me surely would help me q lot in my further discovery.”

"But... what are you?" The question struck harder than I expected. I had no answer. The next day, Celeste summoned an elder from a distant pack, a gnarled old man with milky eyes and a voice like rustling leaves. His name was Elder Brann. He studied me for what felt like hours, his cloudy gaze never wavering. "It is as I feared," he said finally. "The prophecy speaks true." "What prophecy?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "The rise of the Lycan Queen," he replied. "A she-wolf born of royal blood, able to command the wild and tame the warring tribes. She will unite the supernatural under one rule, or see it all fall into ruin."

Sitting at the head of the table was the King and queen next to him and at the other end of the table were Marcelo and his beta. Marcelo’s eyes drifted between me and Kaleb, who was holding my hand now. I tried to remove my hand, but he pulls it back, gripping it too tight that I could feel my knuckles crack. “Shall we begin?” The king gestured for everyone to take their seats. >>> Two hours into the meeting, everyone is arguing about how Lycans are attacking small packs and not having to give them a chance to choose their packs. “I do what I have to do because it is for the best. People need leaders and…” One of the leaders from the south wanted to speak.

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—

Their senses were additionally heightened but no one can genuinely measure exactly how much more they are heightened. I continued reading about their physical features, scanning through the similar and obvious things until I noticed that the book claimed that lycans can walk on two legs OR four. They could partially shift and remain a truly shared body; a blend of the human and beast in perfect harmony. The next section I got to was titled, ‘Bloodlines’. Just as I was about to begin reading the section, I paused and closed the book. I could sense my Beta nearing the library. He finally had a report for me.

The wolves had nothing else to do but discuss the matters of the kingdoms; it was not even in their place to judge or even try to offer a solution that would hold for the ones ruling, but it was the same in every culture. But in the tradition of the Lycans, since the beginning of time, it has been known that every once in a while. A Lycan Queen emerges and is called the one who will bring about the rebirth of nations. SELENA’S POV “No…” I ran, trying to get away from them, but it wasn't helping me in any way. I kept running while it felt like I was being held back and nothing was pulling me front. I stood there as I watched Luna Katherina, Anna, and Adriane come closer, looking at me with th

“You’re ignoring the fact that she sabotaged my company!” His voice echoed across the quiet street. But no one reacted the way he wanted. The council leader turned toward him slowly. “We have heard your accusations, Alpha Dane.” “Then act on them!” Dane demanded. He pointed directly at me. “She worked with him!” he continued angrily. “That Lycan destroyed my company and she helped him do it!” I lifted my chin, refusing to show any sign of weakness. Dane’s glare shifted between Luciano and me. “You think this is coincidence?” he continued. “A mysterious collapse of my company followed by the sudden appearance of the Lycan King?”

"Not all of them. Lucien... I won't lose him." Her laughter was like sharp knife. "Don't worry. He will join you in the afterlife first. I plan on killing him the moment I have the strength. He is a Lycan, after all. Their blood is ancient, stronger than any typical wolf. He’s a trophy I’ve been waiting to claim." "No!" I shouted, the white space around us beginning to vibrate with my anger. "I won't let you."