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he started, voice breaking, hot with anger, and protectiveness. Jesse’s gaze cut him off. “Both of you…. Bow down.” Immediately… both of them dropped, trembling, and shaking. I could hear their hearts pounding in my ears. And then… He snapped his fingers. And his violet eyes immediately became pure silver. Those eyes! This color of eyes only… Only belonged to the Lycan King. I froze. My mouth went dry. Ryan and Aria shook violently. “You! Y-Your… Majesty…” they stammered.

I buried my face in my chest Maybe we should check, let's rip her clothes off to see if she's hiding a tail somewhere,” she ordered. I prayed fervently, hoping someone would come to my aid. “That's enough “ a deep voice cuts through the room. It was Wesley Blackwood, the Lycan king, the most feared monster among all kinds. “I mean, no one dares lay a hand on her,” he commanded. His steps were heavy as he walked towards us. My heart almost jumped out of my throat when I saw him emerge from the shadows.

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.

I see her eyes change as she says that, and I open my mouth to ask if she’s okay, but I stop mid-sentence when the door opens and everyone gets to their feet, hush falling over the room. My head snaps to the entrance as I do the same, and there she is, standing tall and regal, the first queen of Lycaon. I feel my heartbeat change as I stare in awe at the woman who became the first human queen to rule powerful Lycans. I watch as she moves through the crowd after telling everyone to sit, and I feel my chest swell in admiration.

“I can’t leave without telling him where I am going.” “Is there no way to contact him?” Anna looked around the cave with its magical torches and furnishings that, for the most part, I had conjured up. “No, I don’t suppose you have the internet down here?” “Inter-what?” I asked. Rachel and Anna’s jaw dropped open simultaneously. I laughed, “You can certainly see that you are sisters when you both look at me that way.” Anna snapped her mouth closed. “I am the queen of the Lycans.”

Which I almost believe with how he gags around humans. Draco, is my wolf. Though not just any wolf. He's the Lycan King. Both of us in reign of the kingdom of Leaden. I came here with business, but as always I was just disappointed. But as the king I'm required to do all these things, even when they sometimes just want me to bite my own head off.

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.

*** Callie stood in a vast, ancient battlefield under a blood-red moon that cast crimson light across everything. Two great armies faced each other across a scarred plain… one side composed of powerful lycans and wolves with fur that shimmered like silver and gold, the other made of pale, elegant vampires with glowing eyes and an otherworldly grace. The very ground between them seemed to pulse with ancient enmity. At the center stood two figures– a majestic silver wolf queen radiating power that made reality bend around her, and a crowned vampire king whose presence was equally overwhelming and terrible. Their voices echoed through time itself.

She shouted, her voice echoing as she struggled against their hold. “There’s no point!” She continued, her laughter ringing sharp. “He is right in front of you… yet so out of reach! Before you can arrest him, he will claim the throne!” A chill ran down my spine as her eyes gleamed with madness. “And then,” she added, her voice dropping into something dark, venomous, “I will kill you all… as the Lycan Queen.”

“You should see how your son trembled underneath my lash, begging for my mercy!” Even the elders behind her couldn’t stand her foolishness and gasped, “Don’t provoke him any longer, your highness, it is too dangerous…” “What is dangerous? The world belongs to us werewolves. The Lycans are our subjects!” Ellington even left her group and stepped up to the Lycans. She pointed a finger at Westin and snapped: “You should be ashamed, Lycan. Your Queen is a slut! Our King abandoned her. That’s why she married you. And she is still trying to seduce our King. What a cunt—”