Their Lycan's Queen Novels & Stories

All three—identical and yet entirely distinct—radiated the energy of high-ranking alphas, their little muzzles lifted toward the wind as if already sensing the call of their people. One roared with a tiny snarl. Almost matching the Kycan King’s regality. Another licked Sebastian’s jaw with fierce loyalty. The third nuzzled closer into the crook of his shoulder, imprinting itself further with the man it would one day call protector, father and pride. Sebastian lifted them higher — arms outstretched in open declaration. The tiny trio roared like ferocious cubs. “These are mine,” the Lycan King’s deep voice echoed through the valley, a low growl of reverence and triumph. “Ours. The legacy of yo

I said to her hesitantly. “When I was a younger goddess, I decided to experiment with one of my wolves. I would only create one. She is special, and unlike ordinary wolves in every way. She is stronger, faster, bigger. She can hear better, see better, and smell better. She stands on two feet. She can even talk in her wolf form. Once you merge with this wolf, you will become what you were always meant to be. Harper, you are the first Lycan queen and your fated mate is the first Lycan King of all wolves. Your wolf will transfer power to your mate’s wolf, gifting him power that matches yours. A Lycan is an old breed of wolf that I have been saving. She along with her mate is meant to combat an

"But... what are you?" The question struck harder than I expected. I had no answer. The next day, Celeste summoned an elder from a distant pack, a gnarled old man with milky eyes and a voice like rustling leaves. His name was Elder Brann. He studied me for what felt like hours, his cloudy gaze never wavering. "It is as I feared," he said finally. "The prophecy speaks true." "What prophecy?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "The rise of the Lycan Queen," he replied. "A she-wolf born of royal blood, able to command the wild and tame the warring tribes. She will unite the supernatural under one rule, or see it all fall into ruin."

“I'm here to see your Alpha!!” They laughed, their voices bearing evidence of their mockery and sarcasm. “What makes h think you can stand here and speak that way?” One of them laughed, the others joining in as well. My anger aroused, leaving my veins standing taut. “Do you realize who you're speaking to? I am the Lycan queen, and I can have your heads on a spike if you're not careful.” They shivered, fear running down their spine. They cowered, gathering quickly. “We're sorry ma'am. Please pardon our insolence.”

“Den of which pack? Rank? Political position?” The question caught me completely off guard. I froze, my mind scrambling for words. “I—I —-” “She’s now Nora Blackwood,” Derek’s voice cut in smoothly, “The queen of the Lycan King. I think that’s what matters.” His gaze never left the queen mother’s face as he said it. She sipped her drink, the faintest smile tugging at her lips. Then she nodded slowly. “I guess she’s just some dirty rag that got cleaned up,” she said.

I remarked, rising from my seat and circling the table to stand before Alpha Killian, my gaze locking on him. Fear flickered in his eyes, swiftly masked by false confidence. Intriguing. “Have you ever heard of the Lycan King?” I inquired, my tone low and measured. “And what's your name?” “They don't exist; it's folklore. I'm Alpha Killian,” he retorted, meeting my gaze head-on.

The wound left by the stab had already healed, leaving behind only a small scar. “You want to mess with my mind? Play with me, huh?” She continued grumbling as she changed into more comfortable clothes. “Great! This lady will show you what it takes to play a real game. She will beat you so hard that you won’t be able to show your face in the entire Lycan Kingdom.”

He grabbed it before biting her wrist and started drinking her blood. I could sense that the girl was in pain but, as a perfect slave, she remained quiet and still. I felt a tinge of sympathy but then again, Max needed to drink blood to survive so it was fine. The conversation with Nik helped put things into perspective. "Also, Avalyn killed Vasilik. She is the Queen of Mozog now," Nik said conversationally. "Killed the centuries old fucker? I'd love to hear what happened." Max looked at me.

We are the sons of the entire Lycan royal family, so pay close attention to what you say and how you talk to us so that you are not punished, human being. sera was going to answer her angrily, but this time Ayden spoke as he looked at Mandy and said to her very angrily: Mandy!!!! Never talk like that. You and him are the ones at fault, not her, since I went downstairs and you've been talking in a way that isn't good, and now apologize to her at once. If you are members of the royal family, who are you talking to now? She is the queen of the Lycan kingdom, everyone's Luna, and the companion of King Ayden Alpha, the Lycan king. Mandy with hidden anger: But Ayden....

though Alexis thought maybe Luna is the lycan's word which might mean a Queen, she nevertheless want to ask "Because you are his Luna. In the world of lycans, there are hierarchy. There are higher and lower lycans, there are Supreme Alpha, Alphas, betas, gammas and rest of them Lucien is the Supreme Alpha and the ruler of them all, any one mated to him will be his Luna and that is his Queen, his Luna will rule alongside with him. You are his Luna and that makes you the Queen of the lycans" Selina carefully reply