The Rise Of The Lycans Queen Novels & Stories

Hearing enough of his disrespect I start to deliver blow after blow to him. These wolves are like fucking kids. They are a danger to themselves. My father ruled over the Lycans with fear and with that fear came respect. When my father and every other firstborn supernatural creature disappeared, I became king of the Lycans. The Lycans respected me the same way they did my father because of the fear that my father installed into them. But when all the Lycans died off that respect died along with them.

“I can’t leave without telling him where I am going.” “Is there no way to contact him?” Anna looked around the cave with its magical torches and furnishings that, for the most part, I had conjured up. “No, I don’t suppose you have the internet down here?” “Inter-what?” I asked. Rachel and Anna’s jaw dropped open simultaneously. I laughed, “You can certainly see that you are sisters when you both look at me that way.” Anna snapped her mouth closed. “I am the queen of the Lycans.”

Kelissa insisted, her eyes showing some onyx shades despite her parents’ surprised looks when Greg mentioned things that were not discussed with any advisor. Greg raised his eyebrows at the heiress’s interruption, and reminded himself that he was going to be there for only another few more minutes at most. The Duke gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice, “If you read the news properly, Kylton, you’d know that she is one of us now. She’s a Lycan. She’s the Lycan Queen.” At that very moment, the door fell off its hinges as it burst open.

She must have used the illusion tricks on the beast. “How do we take that beast out?” she leaned back on her throne. “I felt his heart. I gripped it and exploded it. Why isn’t it dead? It still lives and even when I removed all the blood from its body, I could still feel it returning, healing quicker than ever.” “It’s not an ordinary wolf,” I sighed. “What do you mean?” I plopped to the ground exhausted. “He’s a lycan. They are stronger, faster and more dangerous. Think of James Miller but stronger and more dangerous.”

I let out a sigh before slipping on the gown I had been handed, so be it. I smiled faintly when I saw my reflection in the human-length mirror. I was what anyone would call perfect and although I was tempted not to say a word, I couldn't help it. " Being the Lycan Queen wouldn't be so bad you know" I looked through the mirror, staring at my mother who had a blissful look on her face. " Here" she slipped on the veil on my face before standing up. " How will I be able to walk when my face is covered?" I asked as I was being led out of the room, her hands were placed on mine gently

I sighed, "If I only become Queen there, then what will I do? Living in the palace alone. That dusty field is not beautiful at all." Dominic laughed, his hand patting the steering wheel repeatedly. Meanwhile, Thalita was curious and asked me to take her there. How can I bring her, because we are not traveling? Bringing her is the same as me delivering her to the gate of the afterlife. "Lucan takes you to the battlefield where the Lycans will kill traitors or werewolves who don't want to submit to him. The Lycan hierarchy is very clear and ruthless. They don't hesitate to overthrow the King if the opportunity arises. Just like your father, the fierce and brave sigma did step forward to take t

"You and Arman have been lying to Elisha all this time? Why shouldn't you be honest with her? The sooner, the better! This is madness!" Madeline pushed me hard, and Beth helped me get up and said, "Madeline, I have never raised you to be so cruel and dishonest!" "Oh, really, Beth?" laughed Madeline. "I'm the last Lycan girl in my family, and I won't let a human girl like her easily take my place. I own Arman, and I am the only queen he has ever had. Every pack of werewolves still calls me their Lycan Queen!"

"No, I can't risk it. He listens to her. Besides, I don't think she'll do anything so drastic again. Good mothers have been known to go to extreme lengths for their children. I guess this is one of such incidents." I heaved a sigh on realizing that there was nothing more to be done. She was royalty and royalty was hard to bring down. Even though it was good that the doctor had paid for his crimes, the real blame was on the queen who had hired him. "If that is all, I need to be back there training the warriors," He said, moving towards the door. "There's something else. I overheard the rule about werewolves being killed whenever a Lycan King dies."

A promise that their King and Queen stood unchallenged. Veldrin cradled my face in his hands, pressing his forehead to mine, our eyes locked. His warm breath brushed against my skin as his voice was low and confident. "Forever, my mate." I smiled through the tears I didn't even notice had fallen. "Forever." "...and under the watchful gaze of the Moon Goddess, the Lycan King and his Queen united as one." Asher Blackwater's commanding voice echoes through the forest.

“Dominance.” Later, when the others had dispersed, I remained by the altar. The moonlight draped across the runes, ancient and cracked. “You’re quiet tonight,” I murmured to the stone. “Ashamed, perhaps?” No answer. Only the whisper of the wind. “You gave me power,” I said softly. “You chose me to rule. You made me Alpha King. And now you watch your chosen one — your perfect little rogue — spit on everything I am.” Still silence. “Lycans call themselves divine. They walk upright, speak softly, and think that makes them better. But I’ve seen what hides under their civility.”