The Unknown Lycan Princess Novels & Stories

"I know what you are to me. And I know you feel it, too." She gasped, her breath hitching as she stared at me. She knew. She could feel the pull just as much as I could. "But I am a Lycan Prince," I continued, my voice cold and heartless. "My pack needs a Luna who is strong. They need someone who can lead an army, not someone who can barely stand. You are weak, You are a mistake I cannot afford." I saw the light in her eyes flicker and die. The hope I didn't even know she had vanished, replaced by a deep, hollow grief.

A Prince and a Princess. “She didn’t specify exactly how many pups,” she whispered truthfully, still feeling dreamy as an array of thoughts whirled in her mind. “Her name is Era. She is an ancient Lycan and has been the companion of several Queens over time.” Clyde paused to process this new information.

"Maybe it was an operation gone wrong." Nadai quickly slipped out of the room. *** Outside, beneath the blood orange sky of early evening, the palace garden trembled as the full Lycan form of Prince Kael emerged—taller, fur covered, primal, and terrifying. It had been years since he’d shifted, years of restraint and tradition. His bond with Elias was like a golden thread tugging at his senses. He dropped to all fours, sniffed the air, and let the scent guide him. "Hold on, Elias," he growled. "I'm coming for you."

They all have god-like features, like the moon goddess took an extra day to make them. “You’re pretty,” he says casually as he pulls away, like he is talking about the weather. “So, you won’t get mad when I tell you not to get all hung up on Darian.” “Why?” “He is the Lycan Prince. He has duties that he has to fulfil.” Adrian pulls himself off the wall. “And he is the coldest McAlister. All he knows how to do is ruin everything in his path.”

“If only it was that easy. Not only was the hamlet invaded, the men entrusted in my care perished, and the princess taken away. Once I have gathered something substantial about the invaders, only then will I revert to my Alpha.” “Something substantial?” “Yes. I need to know who they are, their territory, and what they possibly want with the princess. All I know about them for now is that they’re lycans and lycans operate under one colony unlike we werewolves that have different packs.” “One colony?”

Lance presses for information as he crouches down next to the man. “We scented a lycan and followed…We tried to slow the car down….But when the girl arrived we knew we had to keep her!” Everyone turns to look at me, even Lance. “Girl?” Axel pushes for more information. “The princess! She goes against our lycan….” But Lance doesn’t give him a chance to finish. He rips his throat out savagely. I look around at the scene desperate to find Colette and Mav. I see Colette’s blonde hair through the collection of Mulder wolf warriors.

Now his own aunt had said it for him, and he wasn’t saying otherwise. I kept my face neutral, even though I was crumbling on the inside. Finally, Kane’s head turned. “Aunt—” “Oh, don’t start, nephew. I’m only telling the girl what everyone else already knows.” Octavia patted the cushion beside her as if I might come and sit, and when I didn’t move, she went on anyway. “She’s out there, dear. The Lycan princess. There have been sightings. In the northern packs. A young woman was spotted passing through, traveling alone. Twice now, in two different territories.” She lifted her cup and sipped it, eyes glittering at me over the porcelain. “They say she’s exactly as beautiful as the legends make

All I could think about was surviving this nightmare and making her pay for everything. “You’ll always remember me now,” she whispered in my ear, her breath cold against my sweat-soaked skin. I didn't respond and continued glaring at her. She reached out and grabbed my jaw, making me wince in pain. “I know who you are. I know whose daughter you are. You are a Lycan princess and Clinton doesn't know this, right?” My eyes widened in shock. How did she find out? She read the question in my eyes and laughed.

I ask quietly. All four glance at me at once, then exchange a look between themselves. Something shifts in the air, subtle but unmistakable, some silent understanding passing between them. "It can be," Silas answers carefully. "But there's nothing for you to worry about." Caspian nods. "Security's tight." "Besides, it's not exactly easy to kill a lycan," Livana adds under her breath. "So, how's it going with the prince?" I can tell she's steering the subject, though, wow, she's not exactly subtle about it.

"Stop being a scared cat." She whispered at him and turned around but she was blocked. A young girl blocked her. She did not hear anyone walking and she shrieked when she turned around and suddenly saw the girl. "What are you doing here?" The girl asked angrily. She wasn't holding a weapon but Alexia knew their weapon, magic. And the girl looked furious she would use it now. Lucian came in front of Alexia and she stood behind him. "I am looking for your Queen. I am the lycan prince, Lucian and she..."