The Lycans Novels & Stories

That was a conversation she was sure neither one of them wanted to have. “As you probably already know, Lycans are part of the apex predators and are at the top of the paranormal hierarchy. Unlike us, there are several different kinds of lycans. Going by Solomon’s indigo eyes, I’m going to hazard a guess that he has control over storms.” “What does that mean?” Lucia asked. That sounded cool and totally intimidating.

Xabar finished his sentence. Rula was speechless. She fell silent before Xabar. Rula was about to continue, but suddenly the sound of people shouting interrupted their conversation. Rula and Xabar turned their heads toward the source of the sound. "Lycan is coming! Lycan is coming!" Rula furrowed her brow. "Lycans?" She flicked a glance at Xabar, who rushed away from her. "Xabar, Lycans are a NorthWulf pack, right?" asked Rula while walking after Xabar.

“Have they been hiding their true nature from you all this time?” “I... I don’t understand.” “Some are bitten. They change later. Hybrids. Half human. Half beast. But you... you were born this way. You’re a Pureblood. A true Lycan. And your ichor, your blood, carries traits of a lineage I don’t even recognize. That intrigues me. Fascinates me. I thought I’d seen everything. But you… you’re different.” Everything around me started spinning. The forest, the sky, the leaves, all of it whirled. My stomach turned, my feet lost the ground. I felt like I was about to fall. To faint. To vanish inside myself.

Vivianne— the daughter of the Lycan chairman walked gracefully from the front row, every single eye in the room followed her as she wore that big smile that made my stomach turn, like she’d been expecting this moment all her life. “No…” I whispered, but my voice was overshadowed by the happy claps from the pack members. At that moment, I began hearing whispers— I swear I could feel fingers pointing at me. Someone in the crowd whispered, “But Ariana is his mate.” Another voice followed, sharp and pitiful, “Guess she wasn’t enough.” “Politics,” a man muttered. “Lucien Blackwell owns half the Council. The boy made a smart move by choosing his daughter.” My heart cracked. Every word sliced deepe

And then it clicked, this was the Lycan that saved me. Lycans were a very rare and dangerous breed but where I was from we were used to them ever since the alliance my father made with them. Our pack, the Silvermist pack had a war going on and that war that happened earlier was one of them. There were two Lycan groups: The blue Lycan and Red Lycan. My father thought it would be great if they formed an alliance with the Blue Lycan to defeat the Red because they were always trespassing in our Pack and would sometimes Rob the sellers at the markets which was what pissed my father off but sadly the blue Lycans never came they betrayed us.

Gripping it by its tail, Lev grunted as swung it into another. My eyes bulged out; is this the strength of a lycan? Unlike cane wolves, Lycan were a hundred times stronger and their senses were more heightened. It was said they were once cane wolves, who sacrificed something of great importance to Nyctaris, the moon goddess of the underworld, for powers. I could only wonder what he had sacrificed. Their screech tore through the air of the forest before lingering as they kept coming, each taking turns to attack. But like an unforgiving beast he was, he took them down, their heads thudding to the floor.

Claire's Pov I looked at the path where Traian—my Alpha disappeared, still shocked to see someone shifting mid-air. Traian was our Alpha for many years and I have seen his wolf numerous times. We trained with him. But it still made my skin crawl in fear every time. Traian's was a Lycan. A superior kind to normal Shifters like us. Among our pack and others, there was no wolf who possessed such pure black wolf but only Lycans. They were like darkness in the skin of a wolf. They were bigger than us and their limbs are thicker, stronger so was their presence.

Peter looked at him and said to him very angry: You can never threaten me and you can't imprison me in this place unless you know that there is a law that prevents you from doing this thing so you better leave me alone or I will report you and the thing you are doing and your imprisonment for these People are like that it looks like you're a gang leader or something but don't you ever think you'd ever scare me quite the opposite I'm never afraid of you I'm going to get out of here and take my girlfriend and go and swear I won't leave you alone after the thing you did to us. Ayden laughed very loudly as he looked at him: He is a very brave human being, Adrien. Look how he dares and talks to m

The Lycans -the royal children of King Endymion; Ares and Athena, sits together away from us. The Lycans are believed to be the direct descendants of the moon goddess, and are particularly an upgraded version of a werewolf. They are blessed with enormous power and beauty, and hence rules the spiritual world. "I woke up pretty late today." I tell Glinda as our legs find its way to the warlocks and witches' unit. I absentmindedly touch the Kwuazac neckpiece with my left hand. "...still having same dreams about the mysterious guy?" Glinda ask, raising an eyebrow.

"I don’t mean to alarm anyone, especially given that you’re new parents, but I think that lycans are working with the dark mages." "Lycans?" Antoine repeated, furrowing his brows. "Is there more than just this pack?" "Of course there is." I huffed. "Did you honestly think that we were the only pack in existence?" "No..." Antoine said slowly. "There are many across the globe, just like there are many wolves." Ashton piped in, sounding smug. "We learned that when we were just pups. Were you asleep during that lesson? " "Fuck off." Antoine growled, his eyes flashing.