Novel & Cerita What Is A Lycan Werewolf

I leaned back slowly, my fingers tapping lightly against the couch armrest as my thoughts drifted. This was the world of Werewolves. Lycans were the royal existence of the ancient hybrid of humans and wolves. They had the intelligence of humans, sharp and calculating minds, the strength of wolves, and the blessing of the Moon Goddess. Their power was incomparable. But in the world of Werewolves, who were naturally weaker than a Lycan, his only options were to get over himself or... Find a hybrid. Or a female Lycan. Otherwise, he might stay mateless forever.

Uncle Andrew states. “I reached out to some friends of mine and apparently they are not as rare on this side of the country as we thought. She was telling me that several packs have them and that there is even one pack that is led by Lycans.” Mom comments. I have no idea what to say. Werewolves are descendants of Lycans. Lycans are our pure form and were the first created by our goddess Selene. There haven’t been any confirmed Lycans born in about a hundred years. If what mom says is true then this could be a great opportunity. Lycans are like werewolves on steroids. They are bigger, stronger, faster, and more aggressive than normal wolves. I can see the wheels turning in Uncle Andr

They’ve come to invade and take control of my pack. My heart dropped and sank in my stomach as I saw him thud down the stairs with his large fingers enveloped around the brute’s neck. The brute was whimpering and choking in silent pain. The grip was so tight, he couldn't break free. He continued to struggle under the Lycan's grip but to no avail and I kinda liked it. Part of me knew he deserved it but what if I suffer the same fate? The thought alone made me shiver. If a heavily built, full-grown brute couldn't break free from such a grip, then what chance does a wolfless weakling like me have?

He was magnificent. Covered in beautiful dark chocolate fur, he was massive, towering over my height. While werewolves shifted completely from humans into large wolves, lycans' form was somewhere in between. They stood upright on hind legs and maintained their human-like hands rather than paws. Looking at my mate before me, seeing how much power was contained within this form, I could understand why they were seen as superior. But could he outrun me?

I grinned as I offered my hand out for her to shake. She giggled but didn’t place her hand in mine which frustrated me slightly. Shit, I needed more of her touch. “So, what’s a Lycan and is the Alpha the same in normal wolf packs?” She questioned. “A Lycan is almost the same as a werewolf… only a Lycan is stronger, has larger teeth, is much taller, has larger muscle mass and can stand up when shifted… and, we are much harder to kill.” “Much harder to kill!?” She interrupted as her mouth dropped open in shock.

I asked wondering why he chose that word. “Yes, Cupcake. Oddly. Lycans and wolves are meant to have one fated mate. Both species are possessive and territorial by nature. Having a mate who has five other mates is extraordinarily odd.” “Tell me about Lycans. Growing up we heard of them but were taught that Lycans were extinct.” “A Lycan is specific type of werewolf that emerged from the first werewolves’ image. Lycans can transform at will while retaining our human intelligence and awareness. Lycans come from King Lycaon who was punished by Zeus.”

Is this a strategy to shoo your weakness or is this your care for me? The ugly man started laughing even more evilly. “We can do that too. After all not everyone gets to kill a Lycan every day.” Lycan? It was like the ground beneath my feet had been swept away and all of a sudden I did not who Gabriel was. All these months of knowing him, all those good times we spent together, all seemed to fade away. It was like I was an open book and he had locks in his. I knew he was a werewolf, but a Lycan? How can this even be possible. A Werewolf and Lycan?

Taking the book I start to read its contexts; The gray wolf pack can shift into a different type of werewolf known as a Lycan, these Lycan can use a high pitch charm that lures their fated mate towards them, his mate can’t resist the charm of their gray wolf, but only can one gray wolf reject their fated mate will they lose this ability.

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."

This wasn't the first time the hunters were contracted to purge a place full of supernatural species, but this would be their first mission dealing with the Lycans. Rowan had heard so much about the Lycans but never met one because his informant said the species went extinct long ago. People often had misconceptions between Lycan and werewolf, thinking these two species were the same. No, they were different from each other. Lycan stood tall at seven to eight-foot height, and they didn't stand on four. They stood just like the humans did, whereas the werewolf stood on four. Werewolves and Lycans shared almost the same physical attributes, except that lycan was much more muscular in its prope