The Unknown Lycan Princess Novels & Stories

Amalia’s pov After two months of the witches not getting back their powers we let them free, it was a punishment enough for them to not have their powers and without their powers they were not a threat to us. After five years My brother traveled to the other four royal packs cross the world to let them know about my son and his powers and in one of the he found his mate. She is the daughter of the European Lycan king and she agreed to follow him back here. The two of them make the perfect King and Queen now that my father retired and spends all his time with his grandchildren. They have a strong young boy that fancies one of Tatiana’s daughter. I could tell that they are going to be mates.

“But… how did you know it was mine?” Lea shared a quick glance with Marcus, and he nodded, encouraging her to continue. “The moment I saw it, I knew you weren’t just any Lycan. This necklace…” She gestured to it, her expression soft but serious. “It’s not just an ornament. It’s an heirloom. A symbol of your family’s legacy.” Marcus took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the necklace in my hand. “Your mother, Princess Anita, was the daughter of King Artemis—the true Lycan King.”

one spoke up. “Well, Alpha Zane I know you think you are not doing your part in containing a threat that is happening,” I spoke. “But the Lycan King has kidnapped my mate and is planning to force mark her and force her to become Queen of the Lycan but she didn’t even know she was a Lycan until she moved to New York.” “How does one not know they are Lycan?” he asked confused.

“I have a feeling…” he murmured, “…she’s about to become something much bigger than our pack.” Above them, the moon shone brighter than ever before. Tomorrow… The orphan’s life would end. And the White Lycan Princess would finally awaken.

"You always knew, didn't you?" I opened my mouth, but only unintelligible sounds were produced. It was as though my vocal cords had seized. I wanted to close my eyes, yet I could not look away. "The little lost princess," he mocked. "Returned home. It's such a magical story, isn't it?" He regarded me like a predator would his prey. That was what I had become. I was in the presence of an assassin, and not just any one, the Silent Reaper in the flesh. I was more or less a rabbit in the jaws of a leopard. It was said that no one who came face to face with him ever lived to tell the tale. Except the red-eyed Lycan.

“She's the Lycan Princess they lost years ago.” Corbin nodded once again. “Sofia. Daughter of the Lycan King and his late wife. The girl whom those Noble Lycan families had tried to kill several times, yet she survived. I mean... I don't have any proof against the Noble Lycan families, but that's what my spies in the Lycan Kingdom gathered. There are talks of some prophecy about a white Lycan rising at their need, and the Noble families are afraid of it.”

Bianca asked as we trudged through a large field. “Hmm," I hummed a response and she sighed in relief. I snapped my eyes at her, not able to withhold the questions on my mind. “Who is that girl?" She looked at me, her lips twitched up in annoyance. “She is the Lycan princess, the sister of the Lycan kings," she replied, and my heart skipped. Her words confirmed my suspicion. “Are they all so rude?" I scoffed, narrowing my eyes. From the corner of my eyes, I saw a smile dart across Bianca's face.

Majority of them will either be pack's warrior or strategies. But this night is different from any other blood moon night as the Lycan Princess transformed this day she will choose whom shall follow her and they will bear the gift given by the Goddess of the Moon. The Thalon King and other Thalon felt her presence, felt the transformation, the rebirth of the Lycan Princess, the first female Lycan Alpha. They howl in return for her call and the breeze of air brought them the scent they haven't smell for a long time. A dragon is nearby based on the scent that is lingering in the air.

She looked at me in total disbelief and confusion, like she really expected me to know who she was talking about. "Okay, you want me to believe that you don't know who the prince is." She said with her eyes wide open. I nodded my head. "You must be joking." "I'm not." She shook her head in disbelief and surprise. "Well, I'm talking about the current Lycan Prince, Lord Saints." "Who is a Lycan Prince?" She grumbled. "That's enough, all you need to know is that your sister stole from the most powerful supernatural alive currently, and if we don't find her, you'll have to fill in as a substitute."

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.