The Lycans Queen Novels & Stories

The woman was known as the Evil Queen. "Strip him naked, and kill everyone in the Nightshade pack!" Myrene's order made Logan's legs weak. Logan turned around to find all of his people roughly restrained. His eyes widened. He didn't care about the two Lycan soldiers, bent his arms behind his back, forcing him to kneel. "NOOOOO!!! Leave them!!! NO!" He immediately yelled out loudly as the Lycan soldiers swung their claws about to tear the herd apart. He struggled in a kneeling position.

they howled. "See, we told you, you could do it," they said, mind-linking me. "You will be a great queen." The howling took a long time before it went silent. The Lycan queen stood up. "That's my sons' mate and my daughter. I'm well pleased with her. She will become your queen and lead you as I do," she announced. "I, Mia Blake Jones, hereby declare Anne Hill as the queen of the Lycans." I was shocked. I looked at my mates' faces. They were shocked as well. I slowly looked at the Lycan king's face.

I knew they feared me, everyone did, but their concern for the kingdom’s future often made them braver than they should be at times. Elder Gregor spoke again. “Your Majesty, the future of the Lycan Kingdom depends on the continuation of your bloodline. Regardless of her flaws, Lyra is still a virtuous young woman of noble blood. She could bear you an heir.” I leaned back in my chair, narrowing my eyes at him, my eyebrow furrowing. “And what makes you think I care about virtue? Or noble blood, for that matter? I need a Luna who can rule beside me, not a weakling.”

"True Luna queen blood lines can not be cursed for long, Curses will weaken and the moongoddess ensures our bloodline is continued. We are strong and powerful, Though the part of the curse that blocked me from my lycan tried it did not fully succeed." "She was rendered weak barely awake, she kept your father and I alive until this day would come. As a natural born powerful Royal supernatural being our lycan's are stronger. where weaker lycans had they been cursed like us they would have died. Due to the strength of our lycans they were put to sleep” she explained. "Our lycans were put to sleep, Each time mine fought to wake up she would wake her mate giving us just enough strength not to die

In the firelight, close to my face, they were the exact gold of the man waiting outside the door. "My name isn't Isolde," she said gently. "Forgive the lie. Kael insisted we be careful. I am Kael's mother." A tremor passed over her face. "I am the Queen of the Lycans." I didn't move. I couldn't have if the roof had caught fire. "Twenty years ago," the Queen said, "I had a daughter." She'd drawn her chair closer, though not too close. She sat with her hands clasped in her lap, and she spoke in a low, even voice, like someone who had practiced these words a thousand times in empty rooms and never once expected to say them to a living face.

From either of her sides, the lycan, and vampire couples were also occupied on a heated debate. Anna Marie was confident she and her sisters will win. Her gaze collided with Lucifer's and he had a smirk on his lips. She rolled her eyes. "We do not have time to spare! Our pups need us! I want my babies back. So please, I beg you..." The Lycan Queen, on brink of losing her control, said in a guttural tone. Voice shaky and tinged with unshed tears. She was trembling where she stood. Her mate went to her to comfort her.

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.

So he's still being sour about that. I close my eyes, trying to reign my anger in. I still need him. He's useful, I say to myself. “Then why tell me about that?” I ask. Jacob's face takes on a serious expression. “Just wanted to remind you that we can't have our Lycans questioning your authority because of Lysara. We need all of them at our back when you take on the title of the Lycan king and…” “She broke the bond,”I say calmly.

Lucian’s voice cut through the stillness. “Let this summit bear witness,” he said, his tone carrying across every corner of the hall. Aurelia felt it again his hand brushing hers, not gripping, not forcing. Choosing. Standing with her. The balance of power had shifted and everyone knew it. The silence breaks. The tension snaps and before anyone can challenge it Lucian steps forward. His voice echoes through the summit, cold and absolute: “Aurelia Nightbane…” A pause. The entire world holding its breath. “…will stand as Queen Candidate of the Lycan throne.”

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.