Virgin Sacrifice To The Last Lycan Novels & Stories

He closed his eyes for a moment before continuing, "After the massacre ended, the Alphas who were still alive gathered to make an eternal pact. No matter what happened, they would not let the lycans return." Vincent paused for a moment letting me process the whole story in my head. "And you are so unlucky …because as far as I know, you are the last pure-blooded Lycan in this world." Even though I expected it but still, hearing it immediately made me feel like I was poured over with a bucket of ice water. Lycan. Without realizing it, my hands had been clenching so tightly since earlier, that I felt my nails slicing the skin of my palms. I let go of my hand with a bit of surprise, blood imprin

I let down everything that made me the proud Lycan Beta, pleading for my little girl’s life. “Not like your life would mean anything to us, but it’s too late to swap, Lycan Beta.” That vile woman responded, wearing a smile that made me barf. “Not to worry, though, in less than two minutes this will be over.” She added that as if life itself meant nothing to her. “The altar is already doing its thing, draining life out of the sacrifice. Her suffering will be cut short because the full Eclipse won’t last up to two minutes—"

"They murdered them in the cruelest way, two females who had no way to defend themselves!" After another shock, Occisor was finally satisfied with the burns on the Lycan's skin, even though they were already healing, except for the one on his abdomen and his knees. The silver-coated blade didn't allow the wounds to heal. "I can do this all day," he threatened with a smile. "No… No, please... I'll talk." "All right, I'm all ears." "The witches... They're taking advantage of our hunt and doing even more rituals with virgin women. So protecting us from you, them and the vampires got tough. The genuine alpha doesn't want to go to war. Not for now.

she said firmly. The old lady ignored Brinsle at first. “Lucinda’s orders,” Brinsle said. “No one is to touch him before he’s branded. And even then, he’ll be given to the virgins first.” The woman stopped at that. Her eyes were fixed on the floor. “The virgins?” she said, her voice sad. “Yes,” Brinsle replied. “He’s the Lycan King. His seed is powerful. We can’t waste it on old, dried up wombs.”

Alpha Claude ignored the warning growls and continued, "I also heard that every full moon, the savage lycan who rules you forces a virgin to his bed and has sex with her, and drinks her blood. That is the ritual that has kept him young for over a century." I pushed my chair and stood up, aghast at the words. "I will be leaving for the infirmary now," I said coldly, controlling myself not to say exactly what was in my mind. Alphonso stood up beside me, glaring at the alpha as we stalked out. Sharing the same level of anger at the crude man. Left for him, I could leave the pack and let the plague eat him slowly to death, but I had seen the pain in the eyes of Bella, who was about to lose a chi

”Melo lost her life because of her greed and if you do not stop whatever act you are trying to put here, I am afraid to say that you might end up like her, and just for your information, even if you were the last wolf in existence, I will never mark you” I pulled away from her, shruddering her with my shoulder, my face filled with a look of disdain. The festival finally began fully, first the Lycan king made sacrifices to the moon goodness at the altar in the ancestral hall, he lit up the candle and walked around the altar seven times, chanting the spell of ritual, after which he presented the sacrifices at the altar. Next was followed by Laura, she lit the next candle and enchanted a few wo

I scowled at him. I hadn’t forgotten about my promise to make Lily’s father and all other Praised brother freaks normal again and this was my first step to doing so. The Lycan grew a dirty smirk. The other Lycans were pounding on their cages now and growling like the animals they were, so the atmosphere was noisy, and it made me inch close to the stinky Lycan guard in order to hear what he had to say. “There is no cure for them, Your Highness.” He grinned. “The only cure for them is redemption and death. Redemption, when they kill everyone you love, and death, when they keep killing until their very last breath.”

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

How had she been able to run for so long? The rage that surged through me was immediate and overpowering. Jaime had crossed every line imaginable, but this? This was too far. He had dared to order the execution of one of my closest allies, one of the few people I trusted completely. I felt my Lycan beast stir inside me, the urge to shift, to tear Jaime apart with my bare hands. “I’ll kill him,” I growled, my hands clenching into fists. “I’ll go back right now and end him. He won’t get away with this.”

I shrug. “Ah. How romantic.” Violet scoffs. “Nothing romantic about it.” I snap at her, making sure she knows I don’t see Gemini like that. I don’t care if it’s a lie. No one, especially Gemini, can know of my feelings. “I grabbed her ankle and took off like an animal, dragging her along.” “Damn.” Ames blinks. “For as long as I can remember, the lycan king is always offered a virgin from each pack…” She narrows her eyes. “What do you do with them?”