The Lycan Queen By Foxtail Novels & Stories

Rainwater drips quietly from the edge of his black coat onto the stone beneath him while the entire council chamber watches the terrifying fae queen stare at one of Sebastian’s guards like the world just tilted sideways beneath her feet. Magic pulses again. Wild and ancient. The flowers woven into the fae queen’s silver hair bloom violently all at once, pale petals spiraling briefly into the air around her before dissolving into glowing dust. Edgar swallows hard. “Your Majesty,” he says carefully, sounding one wrong breath away from panic. “You are a Lycan,” she says again faintly, like the sentence itself remains offensive to her understanding of reality. A laugh rumbles suddenly through th

“Forgive the intrusion, but the news is dire.” The Queen of the Lycans,queen Varka slowly rose from her throne. Just as the moon goddess was superior over the wolves,so was she to the Lycans. She stood tall, graceful, and terrifyingly beautiful, her silver-white hair spilled down her back like waterfalls. Her eyes—those same mercurial eyes her sons inherited gleamed like storm-forged steel. She was old, yes,but not in appearance. She still looked like a woman in her twenties.

I remarked, rising from my seat and circling the table to stand before Alpha Killian, my gaze locking on him. Fear flickered in his eyes, swiftly masked by false confidence. Intriguing. “Have you ever heard of the Lycan King?” I inquired, my tone low and measured. “And what's your name?” “They don't exist; it's folklore. I'm Alpha Killian,” he retorted, meeting my gaze head-on.

I thought staring at Jane who had a proud amusing smirk on her face as she stared at Lucy with approval. "Did you just do that?"I asked Lucy, dumbfounded the Alec the king of wolves was forced into submission by a human who claims to be a wolf. "Nope it wasn't me."she said making me relived."It was snow."she stated."Who the Fuck is these snow guy that you keep mentioning?"I asked as anger begun taking hold of me. "Shut the Fuck up pup"she commanded making Alec whimper. "And as I said snow is my wolf counterpart". she said. "

“Because you wouldn't be cooped up in this place if you knew. I know you well enough to make that deduction.” “Out with it then. And it better not be a waste of time, or you may not leave here with that tongue of yours, Carina. Remember that I've spared you for far too long. I will not accept disrespect.” “There's a new Lycan Queen. And it's someone who you know very, very well.”

I said to her hesitantly. “When I was a younger goddess, I decided to experiment with one of my wolves. I would only create one. She is special, and unlike ordinary wolves in every way. She is stronger, faster, bigger. She can hear better, see better, and smell better. She stands on two feet. She can even talk in her wolf form. Once you merge with this wolf, you will become what you were always meant to be. Harper, you are the first Lycan queen and your fated mate is the first Lycan King of all wolves. Your wolf will transfer power to your mate’s wolf, gifting him power that matches yours. A Lycan is an old breed of wolf that I have been saving. She along with her mate is meant to combat an

She lay down on the bed, turned her back to him, and pulled the blanket over her shoulder. My father stood there for a long moment. Then he left. The lock turned. Liora stared at the wall. And something in her eyes hardened into stone. ______________________ The memory shifted to the day everything ended. The Lycan Queen had returned. Her carriage rolled through the gates, black and gold, flanked by guards in silver armor. The pack gathered in the courtyard, bowing, scraping, afraid. She claimed she was just stopping by. She didn't need to be entertained.

I ask once I notice her frown. "I'm sad," She sighs, "Anaiah doesn't want to be my friend and was only using me to get this location, can you imagine?" She pouts, fixing her dress and sitting on the bed. Anaiah is the Queen of Lycans and is popular in the supernatural realm because of her story, her and her kind work, plus she's the first werewolf Queen. She is usually a topic of interest in the papers and gatherings. "Of course, she wants to find you guys. All you do is attack her people," I tell her sharply, and she squints her eyes,

Tracy suddenly chuckled, her eyes scanning Freya from head to toe before she spoke, "Freya's fight scenes might not be so bad after all. Freya hails from a small, fierce, and rugged pack, so it's only natural that she's a skilled fighter." I frowned in displeasure. Tracy paused and then continued thoughtfully, "But... Werewolves and lycans are still different. Apparently, to become our future Lycan Queen, it takes more than just fighting skills... How about we ask our Luna to play a beautiful piano piece for today's special event?" I looked up at Tracy coldly, my tone carrying a warning, "It's up to me to decide if she's good enough to be the future Lycan Queen. Besides, as my Luna, Freya do

I cleared my throat and smiled wider at him. "Please, don't worry. I'm sure, I'm not pregnant yet! And besides, I didn't get hurt s-so.. you shouldn't be worrying for nothing." I lowered my eyes when I could no longer take his. "I know that Morgan is your mother, but please, don't step in if I punish her. It wasn't right of her to take Tiffany's side and protect her, especially that Tiffany was moving under her words." I heave a deep sigh while still not looking back at him. "I am the Lycan Queen now and they don't have any rights to maltreat anyone, even the maids, just because they didn't please them." Chairman Myers is not really the problem here. It'll be Duke. He's the Lycan King and ev