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The shadows boiled and evaporated wherever my light touched them, unable to withstand the absolute purity of the awakening. Fenrir stopped his mocking laughter. He took a hesitant step back, his massive shadow-wolf features contorting in sheer shock. His obsidian eyes widened as he stared at the blinding pillar of fire I had become. He recognized this light. He had not seen it for a thousand years. He realized, with a creeping dread that finally pierced his arrogance, that I had awakened the full, primordial power of the first Lycan Queen—the very power that had been designed to bring him to his knees.

He was sure the leeches were just gathering resources and will attack anytime. "We are coming for you. Let's get your family to safety." At last, tomorrow was promised for the Lycan Kingdom. The Lycan Queen was born at last. ______________________

“I suck at history but I remember that this was the one who married a commoner, and this commoner became the only king without an Authority. Their own guards assassinated them in their sleep because no one in that time was ready to kneel before a supreme female ruler.” Xandar nodded. “That’s the one. And that’s our point. The Queen’s Authority existed for lycans, but there’s no equivalent of that in vampire history.” “No, cousin. This is the point: like it or not, this is the first time in lycan history that we have someone you’d never expect wielding that power - a woman; a commoner; a former wolf.” The last description got Xandar thinking, and he muttered to himself, “She started wielding

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.

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 said to her hesitantly. “When I was a younger goddess, I decided to experiment with one of my wolves. I would only create one. She is special, and unlike ordinary wolves in every way. She is stronger, faster, bigger. She can hear better, see better, and smell better. She stands on two feet. She can even talk in her wolf form. Once you merge with this wolf, you will become what you were always meant to be. Harper, you are the first Lycan queen and your fated mate is the first Lycan King of all wolves. Your wolf will transfer power to your mate’s wolf, gifting him power that matches yours. A Lycan is an old breed of wolf that I have been saving. She along with her mate is meant to combat an

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.

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.

the midwife says, smiling down at our perfect creation. As I watch our daughter in my arms, my mind wanders, reflecting on the incredible journey that has brought me to this moment. I am the Queen of the lycan kingdom, a role I never could have imagined for myself but one I stepped into with surprising ease. Though some council members opposed my ascension, they were overruled by the warriors and the people I had helped. All of them wanted me as their Queen, so the dissenting opinions didn’t matter. Nickolas was overjoyed, knowing he wouldn’t have to fight to make his subjects accept me; I had already won their hearts without even trying. If someone had told me years ago that I would fall in

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.