Their Lycan Queen By Foxtail Novels & Stories

There would also be witches in the unit that would primarily focus on the rogues for the opposite reason. After a while, Avril entered the room once more and declared she had an announcement, "Your majesties and allies, my Queen has thought much about the oncoming battle and has made her decision. The original Lycan King was considered family, and since you, Queen Adriana, are a direct descendent, she also deems you to be a part of her family. With your permission, she would like to portal in a contingent of Fae warriors."

Kaiden inhaled a sharp breath and said, “Proceed.” “People say the Lycan King is a man that has lived for over a thousand years. Even after living for so many years, the moon goddess didn't bless him with a mate. So they say he attends every banquet even if he's uninterested only because he was in search of his mate.” Oliver said in one breath. “What if his mate is from our pack?”

He skull split and I used my momentum to throw his now dead body at the bottom of the podium, beneath Ava's feet. All of it had happened in a split second. The pack broke into gasps and dread rolled off of them. Ava's blue eyes met mine. "Would anyone else like to challenge Nikolai?" The pack fell silent. "I, Avalyn Alvarez-Volkov, Luna of the Rogue Pack, Queen of Mozog," cue more gasps, "and the rightful heir to the Montana Pack, strip Emilio Gonzalez from his position as the Alpha." Emilio howled in pain and collapsed on the floor. Being stripped from your position was one of the worst pains a wolf could experience in their life, next to being rejected by their mate.

So handsome! But then I heard the sound of broken bones, and I instinctively flinched, moving behind Liam. My head poked just above his shoulder so I could see. “Ahhh! How dare you! I’ll kill you!” My heart dropped in fear for the thug. Was he stupid? Didn’t he know the man standing in front of him was the Lycan King? The King ignored him and walked toward the blind girl. My hands clenched at my sides as he leaned toward her, holding her chin, and whispered something to her.

When Kiyan and I were much younger and more naïve than we now were, my grandmother would sit us down in front of the fireplace every night and tell us a story. It never changed and always began with the same person- Lycaon. He was said to be the first of the lycans, cursed to shapeshift into a wolf by Zeus. The reason? He tried to serve the great and powerful Zeus human flesh. Furious with Lycaon’s trickery, Zeus cursed him. From there the lycan curse spread. Lycans would bite humans, cursing them to the same fate. Eventually, word had spread about these strange shape-shifting creatures. And so, a war broke out between the humans and lycans, both believing that the world had no place for the

With the witch and her offsprings gone, there was nothing stopping Josef from becoming the next heir, and then Josef's mother finally got the attention of the king for herself. I wasn't really the type that believed in every story I read, or was told. But for reason I felt like this was the root of all my problems. Without wasting a second, I quickly began scrolling through the images of the Lycan Queens, but no matter how much I searched I couldn't find what I was searching for. Aaron Blackwood probably had all records of her first wife destroyed after her death.

For us Lycans, finding a fated mate is rare so we opt to choose a suitable marriage partner who then becomes our mate. But I knew deep down that I would meet my mate. From the moment I took the throne, I knew that it's not any other woman who will rule besides me,it will have to be my mate and not just any mate, but my fated mate. " I figured that out already, that's why I am prepared. Just like you are adamant to make me your queen, I am willing to do anything to become your queen. It doesn't matter if I have to tie you down or corrupt your mind." Avery said, a sick smile playing at the corner of her lips.

Gasping, she pushed herself up, her limbs trembling. And that was when she saw her. A golden glow flickered in the distance, illuminating a figure standing still in the void. Tall. Cloaked in shadow and power. A woman - not just any woman. The First Lycan Queen. Lyra’s breath caught in her throat. The Queen’s face was an echo of her own, but sharper, older, colder. Her golden eyes burned like molten fire, unyielding and unshaken. Power radiated from her in waves.

Josie POV Luna Queen Victoria Devanci Osborn. Her name was carved into the stone above the entrance. I traced the words with my eyes, feeling the weight of them. A queen loved by thousands. A woman I had never met. A woman everyone expected me to follow, Ronan's mother, the one he lost to humans. I was at the grand reopening ceremony of the I'll White Moon Haven Warriors Center. The lycan king was away, and the pack matriarch couldn't make it, so I was sent in their stead.

The warriors' eyes widened in astonishment, realizing that they were standing before none other than the Lycan Queen. "Queen," one of the warriors whispered, his voice barely audible. The realization of my true identity seemed to ripple through the group, causing a mixture of awe and apprehension to wash over them. It was clear that my presence alone had shifted the balance of power in their eyes, leaving them unsure of how to proceed. "Yes, Queen, the true mate of the Lycan King." I declared boldly. "The ruler of this realm and protector of our people." I raised my head high, meeting their gaze with unwavering confidence.