The Unknown Lycan Princess Novels & Stories

"I am sure she knows about this." I looked at her with raised brows. "What is he talking about?" "I was going to tell you that evening two days ago before you..." Her voice faded and I urged for her to continue, ignoring the warning in my head that I might have overreacted. "The reason you caught Prince Aries' scent on me was because he showed up out of nowhere on my return from the woods." Something flashed in her eyes but I was more concerned about Prince Aries appearing out of nowhere. "He told me of his plan to wipe out the entire Lycan race. I had wanted to tell you on my return but you were so livid and didn't even listen to me."

John sat down on a fallen log and motioned for me to sit beside him. “Tonight is a full moon, Mercy. There’s something important I need to tell you.” I nodded, listening intently. “What is it?” He looked at me, his eyes serious. “Did you ever learn about werewolves and their connection to the moon?” Their? I shook my head, my curiosity piqued. “Not really. I mean, I know that we are connected to the moon, but I never really knew why.” John smiled faintly. “Well, that’s because the moon, Selene, known in a lot of places as Luna, or the head Luna of us all, and her movement, cycle and emotion is just like the way the moon is. Which means that the moon is one of the physical representations of

“Though there is something you might not be glad to know.” Without turning back to look at him, I asked, “What is it?” “She’s a member of the Lycan Pack now.”

Tightening his hold, he swore that he would allow nothing to get to her before carefully sliding away from her. Today was Friday, the day he and Jackson had an appointment with the Council to ask about the prophecy of the White Lycan as well as the princess. Travis had already reported back that no testing was needed to determine if Marcia was, in fact, the lost lycan princess. He learned that once they turn, a lycan develops its scent, which can be used to identify the family line.

His voice is hard, unyielding, and I feel the weight of his skepticism pressing down on me. “No,” I insist, shaking my head fiercely. “I survived. I was taken and raised in a pack far from here.” I can feel the fire growing within me, the need to prove my truth. In a swift motion, I lift the hem of my tattered shirt, revealing the Lycan mark etched into my skin. “This is my mark, a testament to my lineage. I am Princess Aloria, born of the Lycan blood, just as you are.” The king’s eyes widen as they fall upon the mark, and for a fleeting instant, I see the walls of his skepticism begin to crack. “It is you…” he murmurs, almost to himself, disbelief slowly giving way to reluctant acceptance.

Given that Donbule was the coven of witches just anyone couldn't enter. When I got to the river I had to continue my journey alone. The river goddess appeared like that of the East pack and instructed me to wash myself in the river seven times. The seventh time the river made a way for me and I passed. KILLIAN'S POV I have traveled for Six hours now and still, there was no sign of Valeria or her uncle. If I had known I would have questioned him about where he resides. The only clue he gave me then was that Valeria was the Lycan princess.

For the time being, Lycan King tried to forget about his mate and moved his eyes around. There were two large thrones in the center with wolf carvings on them, which he assumed belonged to Alpha and Luna, whose daughter's birthday is today. And it is for her that Lycan King has come today. He wanted her to be his mate so that he could get Alpha Aiden's pack, which is one of the most powerful packs, as his main motive is to conquer the world. But now that she isn't his mate, he will have to come up with another plan to get this pack. As he was moving his eyes around, searching for his mate his eyes stopped at the beauty who was descending down the stairs whom the host introduced as Princess O

The messenger bowed his head, he was not familiar with what the elder was saying and he was a bit confused. The elder was not happy in any way to even talk about what was going to happen if Selena was not stopped. “She is the first Lycan Princess to be born in 500 years, the power within her is greater than any Lycan King or Alpha. This was why we had to make sure that she wont stay with Luther for long. We wanted to make sure she would never figure out what she was.” The elder was looking at her people, she knew that most of them were still confused not knowing what she meant by all that.

“Like they were possessed. They barely slept after they got back with you. I think it’s… everything. Plus, that Lycan Princess wasn't giving them a breather.” I frowned at her last words. “What Lycan Princess?” She hesitated, chewing on her bottom lip. “Cassia,” she said at last. “Their ex-mate. A Lycan. The only sister of Lycan King Lucian.” My heart skipped a beat. I didn't know who Lucian was, but he must be someone of great importance and power since he was a Lycan. “A Lycan?” Ori nodded slowly. “She’s powerful. Gorgeous. A nightmare if you ask me, but… she still wants them. She’s been staying here ever since they got back.”

It’s like runes, only they are glowing around his hand and arm in a golden colour. ‘I have no idea what it is either.’ He replies to my unanswered question. I’m about to answer him when someone rises from their seat and clears their throat. “Before the king accepts his chosen, I fear that a grave mistake has been made… The Lycan Princess is the niece of the Deimos Prince… an enemy of Helios. Are you certain by taking someone who is a descendant of the Deimos line that you will not make our God turn away from us?” she asks quietly, raising an eyebrow as she looks around the hall.