The Lycans Queen 소설 & 이야기

He explains. “We will kneel in suits before an infant and swear to remain loyal as she becomes the Queen Regent of all Beasts. The Lycans will be brought to an end. They will have us only mating to those fated to us. LycanBears, LycanFoxes, our current queen is a wolf.” I snarl in disgust. “Lycan could rise in protest,” He tells me. “We are not strong enough, too many remain loyal to the progressive piece of shit!” I snap.

The wound left by the stab had already healed, leaving behind only a small scar. “You want to mess with my mind? Play with me, huh?” She continued grumbling as she changed into more comfortable clothes. “Great! This lady will show you what it takes to play a real game. She will beat you so hard that you won’t be able to show your face in the entire Lycan Kingdom.”

though Alexis thought maybe Luna is the lycan's word which might mean a Queen, she nevertheless want to ask "Because you are his Luna. In the world of lycans, there are hierarchy. There are higher and lower lycans, there are Supreme Alpha, Alphas, betas, gammas and rest of them Lucien is the Supreme Alpha and the ruler of them all, any one mated to him will be his Luna and that is his Queen, his Luna will rule alongside with him. You are his Luna and that makes you the Queen of the lycans" Selina carefully reply

“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—”

“Den of which pack? Rank? Political position?” The question caught me completely off guard. I froze, my mind scrambling for words. “I—I —-” “She’s now Nora Blackwood,” Derek’s voice cut in smoothly, “The queen of the Lycan King. I think that’s what matters.” His gaze never left the queen mother’s face as he said it. She sipped her drink, the faintest smile tugging at her lips. Then she nodded slowly. “I guess she’s just some dirty rag that got cleaned up,” she said.

“The late Lycan is dead. We’re closer now than we’ve ever been. We must remain focused on our goal.” “We are.” The woman spoke again. “First public discrediting then we’ll weaken him and finally, he can go join his father in hell.” Hunt. I almost gasped aloud as my knees lost strength. These people were planning to kill Hunter. “And the Queen won’t be a problem?” The first voice asked again. “What trouble can a spoiled princess bring?” The woman chuckled. “Not to worry. If she and the Lycan seem to grow closer… “ Her voice broke. And for a minute, my heart jolted as I strained my ears to hear the rest of their plan.

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.

“Majesty, she disgraced us. A Lycan beaten by a werewolf? It’s unheard of. The court will never recover!” From behind the curtain, I mouthed, Cry harder. Erynos, bless his scholarly old soul, sighed. “Lord Carrow, you lost more dignity whining than she cost you fighting.” Varyn actually snorted. Oh, this was going to be good. Carrow puffed up like a toad in a bad wig. “She’s dangerous! A symbol! The wolves already whisper about her — the one who defeated a Lycan with mortal hands. They call her—” He swallowed. “The Rogue Queen.”

The man looked at Lydia who nodded before he sat down in the available space beside Lydia. “As our daughter, you are the princess of Zedia and you have the royal bloodline of the Lycans flowing through you. This also means that you cannot be easily killed and would always be identified by your scent,” “Lycans?” I had heard my father, John, and Jake talk about them sometime, but I have never liked to sit in conversations like that. “Are you like a different type of werewolf?” “No, we are superior to them.” Lydia said and her face had a look of disregard toward the werewolves.

Slowly the light fades away leaving darkness in its wake. “Was that Ella?” Panic has filled Walter’s voice. “Her powers have finally manifested,” I whisper carefully checking my surroundings. “Nothing will stop the covens from coming for her now.” Standing outside the gates that surround Lycan City I fidget with the hem of my cloak as several large Lycans surround me. Straightening my shoulders and holding my head high, I speak clearly. “I am here to see my granddaughter, the Queen.” The circle of Lycans surrounding me begin to laugh loudly. “Our Queen is no witch,” one of the growls loudly making a large lump form in my throat.