Wise X Lycaon Novelas e Histórias

He stepped calmly toward the angry wolves that never dared to pass the gates of the Blue Castle. One of the Brown alphas screamed, “That girl belongs to the Brown Pack, Alpha Harvey!” “We demand her!” another added. “She almost killed our Heir Alpha!” Harvey growled, the dominance of his voice silenced all the wolves including the Brown Alphas, “Shut the f*ck up! The woman who enters the Blue Castle gates belongs to me. Tell every wolf in the city, Aikiz della Luna is the protégée of Harvey Blue, the son of old Lycans.”

“Nothing like that. Don’t—Lyall!!" Lyall ran away. He transformed into a wolf, bit his bag, and ran as fast as he could. Lycaon transformed too. He tried to chase after Lyall. “Lyall! Stop!” Lycaon mindlinked Lyall. But Lyall quickly deactivated the mindlink. Lycaon managed to align himself with Lyall. Lycaon growled at Lyall, but Lyall didn't stop running. Lycaon ran faster and stopped right in front of Lyall, making him stop immediately. Lyall growled angrily, baring his sharp teeth. Lycaon growled even louder. But Lyall wouldn't give in, causing Lycaon to roar loudly. His roar made Lyall's body tremble instantly. His body automatically ducked. But it didn't last long. Lyall lunged at his

*LYCIA* “Mate.” That was the first word he spoke while I stood frozen in place at the fear and catastrophe I had wrecked on myself. He looked confused and his golden eyes were vivacious as it assessed me like a predator. I had never seen a real Lycan in my life before. My mother had made sure that I never came in contact with one but I had read about them. About their golden eyes the color of the sun and just as deadly, closer to the eyes of a beast than humans and one that they only showed when they felt threatened and ready to attack.

Pushing back against the Lycans, I sprinted towards her, a streak of fur and determination. But the Outstanding Lycan, undeterred by my advancement, intercepted me with blinding speed. His crimson eyes bore into mine, a chilling calmness settling upon his face. "You're too late, Levi," he sneered. "By the time you reach her, she'll be nothing but a memory." A surge of desperation coursed through me, lending strength to my limbs. With a primal roar, I launched myself at the Outstanding Lycan, our bodies colliding in a furious clash. Claws met claws, teeth clashed against teeth as we fought for dominance.

Alpha Luke rhymed off. I felt sorry for this woman. I knew as the Lycan leader, I would need a strong wolf to lead with me. But I had always been prepared to accept whomever my mate was. In my case, I had gotten lucky. My fated mate had been of Beta blood and had been trained to be a Luna.

They looked alert and ready, clearly sensing the urgency. "We're searching for Luna Lyra," I announced without preamble. "She shifted into a white wolf and ran into the forest. She may have shifted back to human form by now, so search for both a wolf and a naked woman. Spread out, cover as much ground as possible. No one rests until she's found." The warriors nodded and immediately deployed, disappearing into the forest in different directions. I shifted into my Lycan form and took a route of my own, one that felt right instinctively.

This was the only chance that they were going to receive to slam their cock inside the fuck hole of their Luna. So they used and abused this chance until their mouths were full of the taste of Maya’s skin and her cum, and their cocks were purple and drained of every drop of cum. On the other hand, Vishous was not having anything different. His cock was looking like a burning rod from cumming so much. His eyes had changed to his wolf's. Like an animal's lethal and starving eyes that were ready to devour its next prey. His claws were out. It looked like he was almost in pain from restraining himself from beasting out.

The Lycans and Werewolves are two different species of wolf man but they carry a common past. The ancient legends speak of a king named Licaon who lived in Greece, southern Europe, more precisely in the city of Arcadiae who would have been cursed by Zeus for committing unholy and cruel acts. It is said that he was a sadist, who murdered the visitors of his castle and used to serve his meat to guests at the dining table.

“This body is not ordinary. It carries the magic of fabrication. It feels otherworldly.” “This is a grave accusation.” Caine interrupted sharply. He turned and addressed Silas. “You expect us to trust the interpretation of an old charlatan?” Fake Logan faced Silas as well. “This is becoming disrespectful. We are both leaders here. You cannot expect moon valleys to accept the judgement of this man.” Silas chuckled softly. “Since the beginning of time, Lycans have been stronger than werewolves.” His eyes locked with Omega Logan, and he continued. “This is a matter already settled, because everyone knows that the omega's claim is absurd.”

Ravenna's POV "A spear, it is," Lycon said with a smile. Good. He agreed, I thought to myself. Xevira was quiet, but I could feel how excited she was. She must also be eager to deal with this bastard. "I am," Xevira said, and I smiled. Lycon was quite popular in Goldenclaw Academy. He was well known for his Alpha ego and fighting skills, and his pack was one of the most powerful in the Werewolf Kingdom.