The Lycans Queen Laila Novels & Stories

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.”

"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.

Their lycanthropy differed from others, standing taller and ten times stronger, resembling humans more closely. I dreaded being sold as a slave there; rumors spoke of brutal consequences for even looking at the twin Lycan Kings. Many believed their lineage traced back to the Holy Mother of the Moon goddess. "Help! Please, I don't want to be sold!" I cried out, pounding my fists against the wall to no avail. The others in the room regarded me as if I were lost in a dream. Desperately, I pleaded for Alpha Klaus to give me another chance to prove my worth in bed, despite the laughter it provoked. I'd rather stay in this pack than face being sold off.

Chapter 80: Fake Moon Goddess Selene's POV (Selina) "It is our honor to have you here, Goddess Selene. May you bless us always," King Azeri of the Vampire Kingdom said as he bowed. I nodded. "May the Moon shine upon your kingdom." His smile widened. "Thank you." Upon hearing that, I turned to Ofelia. She nodded and approached me. "I'm going to the Lycan Kingdom unannounced," I said seriously. She looked at me, puzzled.

he said firmly. Alpha Cornell's eyes widened in shock. He quickly kneeled and begged. “Please don't. Could you have mercy on us? I'm begging, your majesty,” he pleaded. But he just looked at them emotionlessly. “I can't take back what I said—” he could not complete his sentence when Stella yelled. “She's just an Omega! She doesn’t deserve to be your mate! She can't be the Lycan queen!” Oh, really? Has she forgotten that she is also an Omega now? I crossed my arm above my chest and amusedly stared at her.

When Kiyan and I were much younger and more naïve than we now were, my grandmother would sit us down in front of the fireplace every night and tell us a story. It never changed and always began with the same person- Lycaon. He was said to be the first of the lycans, cursed to shapeshift into a wolf by Zeus. The reason? He tried to serve the great and powerful Zeus human flesh. Furious with Lycaon’s trickery, Zeus cursed him. From there the lycan curse spread. Lycans would bite humans, cursing them to the same fate. Eventually, word had spread about these strange shape-shifting creatures. And so, a war broke out between the humans and lycans, both believing that the world had no place for the

Progress. I walked into the square without drawing. The Lycan on the chain squinted down his nose. “Foreign,” he said, as if the word tasted like dust. “Name your business or be gone.” “I am Kael,” I said, and let the title come like a hammer dropped from a quiet height. “King of the Lycans.” They laughed. The sound had the wobble of men who don’t want to look past the thing that keeps them safe. “Equal to none,” said the tallest. His armor showed the sigil of a sunburst clamped in a fist. “Especially not to dogs.”

Isla's plan made sense if we could build up an army of true Moon Goddess followers Zeeb won't stand a chance. “The prophecy of the Lycan King begins.” Isla smiled.

Remember history class you big dildo? ‘Shut up you furry shit eater! History class sucked. That’s what I have you for!’ I chuckled. ‘That doesn’t explain why you didn’t recognize her as your mate!’ ‘Lycan’s sense their mate before the lycan emerges from their human counterpart. It’s one of the ways they are superior to all wolves.’ ‘They’re superior to wolves? How? I thought defeating their king, which killed the pack apparently, would have been proof enough of our superiority…and the fact that they went extinct.’ I was suspicious of his facts.

The air hummed with excitement and anticipation, as the celebration reached its crescendo, a testament to the resilience and unity of the Lycan people. Amidst the vibrant atmosphere, Uriah, the newly crowned Lycan Queen, radiated grace and confidence. Her regal presence commanded attention, and her infectious smile lit up the room. She gracefully moved from one group to another, engaging in conversations with her guests. Her genuine interest in their stories and concerns endeared her to the Lycans, further strengthening their loyalty and support.