Werewolf Lycans Novels & Stories

Though it took a few minutes, he returned to normal. "You've become stronger than before," he commented as soon as he regained control of his Lycan. "And you've turned weaker," I said, and he nodded. There is a major difference between a werewolf and a Lycan, not only in terms of their appearances but also in terms of their origin. Werewolves used to be humans who were turned into wolves later, but lycans were wolves who were turned into humans. That's the main reason werewolves can control their wolves easily, as their human counterpart is way more dominant in their soul. But for us lycans, our beast is always dominant over our human counterparts.

While doing so, he held onto the satin sheets over my chest and that's when it struck me that I was naked under the sheets. Clutching it, I leaned back against the bed and sighed deeply, "So...am I a lycan?" A hint of a smile touched his lips as if the idea was amusing to him. Shaking his head, he chuckled softly, "No. A werewolf." I nodded my head, absorbing it all. Finally, I asked the question I have been curious about for the longest, "What's the difference between a Lycan and a werewolf?" He cocked his eyebrow up and set off to explain to me, "Basically, lycans are giant, ferocious, more intelligent, and barbaric than the werewolves."

I asked and Grace answered, “Your majesty, she is fine. But she has a lot of wounds and scars on her body. It looks like she was tortured and beaten a lot in her pack.” Grace just confirmed my worst fears and I clenched my fist so as to not punch it into the nearby wall. “Any serious wounds?” I asked and she knew what I meant. Werewolves, though gifted with a superior healing ability than that of lycans, could not heal that fast against the wounds given by a lycan. Their ability only worked against wounds and injuries that they received accidentally or through beasts at or below their level. Werewolves were not strong enough to heal naturally against the wounds inflicted by a lycan.

Lucan began to adjust positions, the wolves lined up neatly parallel to the Lycans who were in the middle, while I would be next to Lucan. A wolf howled from the front and sounded loud to get our attention. All the Lycans started to turn into scary creatures. The moon that was covered by the clouds, had radiated its light so that it was clear that. A large horde of Wolves from the opposite side was heading toward our boundary area. They only have about 10 types of Lycan while, we are more than 20. Their wolves look savage and wild, their fangs even salivate which drips down to the ground.

He really doesn't have anywhere else to spend them. Hence he provides for the little pack members even if they have parents who can comfortably provide for them. But he had a few rules. After becoming a teenager, the little pack members must get a job. The goal was to make them feel more independent. "You are right. What do you want to do? What are your educational qualifications?" He asked because he couldn't decide something without knowing her qualifications.

Today Nora was on holiday because of a few guests coming into her home. She recalled yesterday's conversation with Nora and couldn't help but gulp her saliva. The dark walker, Lyceon, was an original from the Royal Lycan blood. She was taught in her school classes about Lycans, the most powerful creatures, more powerful and muscular than werewolves and vampires and other creatures. They are like Kings of the Alpha kings and superior to all. They thought lycans had already vanished from the earth but until a decade ago When His brutality and notorious presence was spotted by few werewolves in the bloodbath around the world.

I knew it was the symbol of the earth, but how the hell was it associated with the werewolves? "What is this?" I asked, my eyes staying on the bluish glow in the center. "They are werewolves turned hunters," Jude said. "They are the first werewolves to walk on earth. Pure blood werewolves. They are called lycanthrope, otherwise known as Lycans." "Lycans?" I murmured. I understood why they seemed strange now. They were larger than average and even faster. They had shown great strength and ability, and if it wasn't for the skill I had, I was sure they'd have defeated me.

Lancelot uttered with a little tension in his voice. Lucian quickly called out his people in the mansion and Raven too. All of his employees are mostly werewolf and some are humans. The party was over but they remained in the venue. They all shifted into werewolves. All of them are gray and their canines were very sharp and pointed. They're a type of Canids family that was bigger than the normal size of a wolf unlike the Lycans, they're a humanoid type wolf. They are also stronger and clever than the Canids family.

Everyone loved Madam Cora, and she’d died by my father’s sword. ‘The Lycan’s are a special breed of werewolf descendants. Stronger, faster, smarter and bigger. Their senses are more heightened than that of a werewolf. They can smell and hear ten times more than an average werewolf. Even the moon goddess favours them. They occupy just ten percent of the werewolf population, but they were created to protect the werewolf species. They were born rulers of our kind. The Lycans are blessed with extreme good looks and can live for hundreds of years but will not look a day younger than twenty five,' Madam Cora always had a dreamy expression whenever she told this story. You dare not interrupt her or

She must die. Lycanthropy comes from the species of werewolf. They couldn’t shift into wolves because they were more in tune with their human side. Lycans were half-werewolf and half-human. They can grow teeth and claws, have excellent eyesight, and heal as werewolves do. They do not shift into wolves.