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I ask once I notice her frown. "I'm sad," She sighs, "Anaiah doesn't want to be my friend and was only using me to get this location, can you imagine?" She pouts, fixing her dress and sitting on the bed. Anaiah is the Queen of Lycans and is popular in the supernatural realm because of her story, her and her kind work, plus she's the first werewolf Queen. She is usually a topic of interest in the papers and gatherings. "Of course, she wants to find you guys. All you do is attack her people," I tell her sharply, and she squints her eyes,

Alora replied. The rest of them kept calm studying Alora. ‘ Come on!!, this is weird!!!.’ Alora thought. They all stared at one another. Alora sat down staring back at them. “She’s a Lycan!.” The lady exclaimed. “Are insane!!, you want to make a Lycan our Queen?!.” Alora could tell this wasn’t good. She sat calmly watching. “They are the number one enemy!!.” Loki exclaimed. “I knew something was off about her!!.”

The scout swallowed hard. “There are rumors spreading through nearby villages.” “What rumors?” He hesitated. That alone made my wolf restless. “Speak.” “The Lycan King defended a female outsider before the royal council.” My pulse slammed violently. Nyra. It had to be her. The scout continued carefully. “Witnesses say several nobles wanted her punished.” I waited silently and then the scout lowered his voice. “But the Lycan King threatened the entire court for her.” The room went still and Ronan cursed quietly behind me but I barely heard him.

Which I almost believe with how he gags around humans. Draco, is my wolf. Though not just any wolf. He's the Lycan King. Both of us in reign of the kingdom of Leaden. I came here with business, but as always I was just disappointed. But as the king I'm required to do all these things, even when they sometimes just want me to bite my own head off.

Their senses were additionally heightened but no one can genuinely measure exactly how much more they are heightened. I continued reading about their physical features, scanning through the similar and obvious things until I noticed that the book claimed that lycans can walk on two legs OR four. They could partially shift and remain a truly shared body; a blend of the human and beast in perfect harmony. The next section I got to was titled, ‘Bloodlines’. Just as I was about to begin reading the section, I paused and closed the book. I could sense my Beta nearing the library. He finally had a report for me.

​"Malphas is leaving. Escort them out. The treaty is signed and bound by blood." "Gladly," I mutter, standing up to my full height, letting my massive frame cast a shadow over the room. Cillian pushes off the pool table, sharply straightening the lapels of his designer jacket. "A pleasure as always, Prince," he sneers softly. "Enjoy your victory. And your human. I hope she's worth the price of admission." Little does he know she is no mere human, she is the Lycan Queen of Legend, one day she will lead us all.

She asked, "Playing?" "No, we haven't been playing," I said to her, "for some reason, I don't think she's ready for marriage. I don't even think she's ready to be claimed by me." "You're a Lycan now, right?" She asked me. "Yes, my queen." "And the Alpha of the Maelstrom kingdom as well, right?" "That's correct, my queen." "Then why is it difficult for you to make a move at a lady whom you've spent a good time of your life getting close with?" She asked.

The rest of them kept calm studying Alora. ‘ Come on!!, this is weird!!!.’ Alora thought. They all stared at one another. Alora sat down staring back at them. “She’s a Lycan!.” The lady exclaimed. “Are insane!!, you want to make a Lycan our Queen?!.” Alora could tell this wasn’t good. She sat calm watching. “They are number one enemy!!.” Loki exclaimed. “I knew something was off about her!!.” “She’s royalty!. Alpha blood!” Another of his siblings murmured.

"No! I object! You can't force me to marry a stranger!" Princess Natalia exclaimed. An hour ago, her father, the King of Etholia, announced that whoever marries her youngest daughter would be the next ruler of his kingdom. Etholia was located in the northern part of Telluria. It was ruled by the ruthless and mighty King Lucius—considered to be the most powerful lycan. His kingdom was the most powerful and biggest fortress in Telluria. Even the vampire and the dragon clan were afraid of him. He was undefeated in countless battles and had won the hearts of his people.

The screams, oh gods, the screams echoed faintly from the city beyond the walls in fragmented bursts, and piercing wails of terror that cut through the silence and then died too abruptly, swallowed by the dark. I wanted to run. To flee into the palace's endless corridors, find a corner, curl small, and shut my eyes until the world remembered itself. But my legs refused to obey. I shook my head furiously. "No... no, that's not possible. They wouldn't-" Yuren's laugh cut through me. It carried no joy or warmth. "They would." His voice was low, stripped of its usual playfulness. His shadow, stretched monstrously long by the eclipse, trembled against the stone floor. "And not just here." He step