Novel & Cerita The Lycans Queen Laila

He knew Brayden would grant whatever he asks as a reward. The shadow figure didn’t notice but there was someone else who saw him lurking around the camp. Her name’s Shahila Ruben, a she-wolf who was expected by everyone as the new wolf queen. She has been in love with the Lycan king all her life, and he has no clue. What she knew is that someday, he’ll come to realize she’s the perfect match for him. As soon as he announced Harper as his mate, she knew she gained herself a new enemy.

Gasping, she pushed herself up, her limbs trembling. And that was when she saw her. A golden glow flickered in the distance, illuminating a figure standing still in the void. Tall. Cloaked in shadow and power. A woman - not just any woman. The First Lycan Queen. Lyra’s breath caught in her throat. The Queen’s face was an echo of her own, but sharper, older, colder. Her golden eyes burned like molten fire, unyielding and unshaken. Power radiated from her in waves.

As soon as she left, I went closer to Cilia with burning questions for her. "Tell me who this Luna Queen is," I nudged her playfully. " A Luna Queen is more like the better half of a Lycan. She is the mate to our King. She is also human like you and he brought her here. She was made our Luna some days back," she said, smiling.

"But we have a problem. Marcus can't carry Kael through high-pressure water tunnels, and we’re short on weapons. Your daggers are still on the cathedral floor, Queenie." Natalia closed her eyes, reaching deep into the center of her core. The ancient lineage of the Lycan Queen wasn't just a title; it was a physical weight, a reservoir of ancestral energy passed down through centuries of warriors. She felt the internal lock break, the silver light erupting from her skin with such intensity that the slate tiles beneath her boots began to frost over. When she opened her eyes, they were solid silver, devoid of pupils.

“You continue descending to earth despite repeated warnings.” Lealla stayed quiet. That silence answered enough. One of the women seated near the throne finally spoke. “This obsession with the mortal realm must end.” At that, emotion finally flickered through Lealla’s face. “He is not mortal.” “He is a lycan.” The disgust inside those words echoed sharply through the hall. Freya felt Lealla’s anger rise instantly. “He is more honorable than half this court.” Silence crashed down immediately after that. Even the stars above the hall seemed to dim.

“Let me introduce you to King Alaric Anjou the Third. The King of all humans, werewolves, and magical creatures alike.” I nodded slowly, tracing the lines of the drawing. He looked so much like Lucien it made my skin crawl. “So he’s of French stock, too?” I asked, trying to keep my voice casual while admiring the picture. “Is that all you have to say?” Vivienne asked, her tone dripping with disappointment. “What did you want me to say?” I shot back. “I don't know—show that you're impressed! I just found out that the entity inside of you slept with the Lycan King himself. I cracked the code, Seraphina!” She threw her hands up in the air as if she had just won a marathon.

The Alpha and Luna of Grey Moon had been thrown together in a union to preserve their species by their parents before they passed away. As the party had dispersed, a figure waited in the shadows. He smirks upon hearing that a baby girl had been born of both a Kolana wolf and a Mattra wolf. He had in his mind to kidnap the baby and kill the parents, the whole pack if necessary. He knew this baby would be special and could bring him more power than ever imaginable. He would become the most feared Lycan king in the world with this hybrid by his side. He would take her as his Queen when she became of age and together, they would rule the world. He knew he would have to act fast because once

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.

​"Malphas is leaving. Escort them out. The treaty is signed and bound by blood." "Gladly," I mutter, standing up to my full height, letting my massive frame cast a shadow over the room. Cillian pushes off the pool table, sharply straightening the lapels of his designer jacket. "A pleasure as always, Prince," he sneers softly. "Enjoy your victory. And your human. I hope she's worth the price of admission." Little does he know she is no mere human, she is the Lycan Queen of Legend, one day she will lead us all.

“Are you sure you want to use this transformation serum?” Edna grabbed Allure’s wrist, stopping her from drinking the contents of the vial. “I mean, Prince Regan has never met Lily. So, it’s impossible that he would recognise her. Even if he does, that Lycan Prince won’t mind the swap. After all, being married to the legitimate daughter of Alpha Rhysand is more profitable than marrying the daughter of a maid. Why go to such lengths just for the sake of a political marriage?”