The Lycan king's Bride
In the mystical kingdom of Eldoria, where Lycans rule the night, King Aedric—ruthless, powerful, and feared by all—has spent years searching for his fated mate. When he finally finds her, he is stunned to discover she is human.
Lillian Thorn, a healer raised in the outskirts of the human kingdom, has always felt different. When she is captured by Lycans and brought before their king, she refuses to bow. But the Moon Goddess has chosen, and the bond between them is undeniable. Torn between fear and desire, Lillian must navigate a court of beasts who see her as weak and unworthy.
As war brews between the Lycans and rogue werewolves, a dark prophecy is uncovered—one that speaks of a queen who will unite two worlds. But powerful enemies will do anything to stop her. When betrayal strikes, leaving Lillian on the brink of death, she awakens changed—stronger, deadlier, and no longer just human.
With an ancient evil rising and an empire at stake, Lillian and Aedric must stand together. Will their bond be enough to save their kingdom, or will fate tear them apart?
A tale of passion, power, and destiny—where a human girl becomes a queen and a king learns the true meaning of strength.
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty Seven Dawn broke over the Bloodwood in streaks of gold and crimson, but there was no warmth in the morning air. The Lycans moved swiftly, breaking camp with practiced efficiency. Armor was strapped on, weapons checked, and mounts prepared. Lillian stood beside Aedric at the edge of the clearing, staring into the dense forest ahead. The path to the Eclipsed Lands was treacherous, but the Ruins of the First Moon lay beyond them—and with it, the truth she had been seeking. Aedric turned to Gregor. “Are the warriors ready?” Gregor nodded. “They await your command.” His dark eyes flickered to Lillian. “If we do this, we may not return.” Lillian met his gaze, steady. “Then we don’t fail.” Aedric smirked, pride flashing in his golden eyes. “Mount up. We ride now.” The Lycans obeyed without question. Warhorses and massive direwolves were prepared for the journey ahead. Aedric swung onto his black warhorse, the beast shifting beneath him with eager energy. Lillian moved toward her own
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty Six The fire had long since burned down to embers, but Lillian remained awake, staring into the darkness. Sleep eluded her, chased away by the weight of everything she had learned. She was Moonborn. The last of a lost people. And whatever waited in the Ruins of the First Moon would determine not just her fate, but the fate of the Lycans. A shift in the wind sent a chill down her spine. The forest was never truly silent, but this stillness was unnatural. The kind that preceded a predator’s strike. A flicker of movement at the tree line caught her attention. Lillian rose to her feet, every instinct on high alert. “Who’s there?” No answer. The night air pulsed, heavy with unseen energy. Then— A shadow moved. Before she could react, a figure emerged from the darkness. Tall. Cloaked in black. Eyes like liquid silver. Not the woman from before. Someone else. Someone wrong. Lillian’s pulse pounded as she took a step back. “Who are you?” The figure tilted its head, s
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty Five Silence fell over the clearing as the weight of the woman’s words settled. Lillian felt a strange pull at the mention of the Ruins of the First Moon, though she had never heard the name before. Her body tensed instinctively, as if something buried deep inside her already knew what lay beyond. Aedric’s golden eyes narrowed. “The Ruins are cursed. No Lycan who has entered has ever returned.” The silver-eyed woman met his gaze, unflinching. “Because they were not meant to.” She turned back to Lillian. “But you are.” Lillian’s pulse quickened. “Why?” The woman took a slow step toward her, lowering her voice so only she and Aedric could hear. “Because that is where the truth lies. The final piece of what you have lost.” Lillian’s breath caught. The rest of my memories. Aedric shifted beside her, his stance tense. “And what happens if we go?” The woman’s lips curled in something almost like amusement. “Then the Moonborn will no longer be just a legend.” Her gaze flicked to L
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty Four Lillian barely slept that night. Every time she closed her eyes, flashes of silver light, the battle, and the stranger’s cryptic words swirled through her mind. You are not whole. Not yet. What did that even mean? When dawn finally broke, she was already dressed, standing by the window as the first rays of sunlight painted the sky in gold and crimson. The Bloodwood awaited. A sharp knock at her door pulled her from her thoughts. “Enter,” she called. The door creaked open, revealing Aedric. He was already in his battle leathers, dark armor strapped to his broad frame. His golden eyes swept over her, assessing. “You didn’t sleep.” Lillian sighed. “Neither did you.” Aedric smirked faintly, stepping into the room. “No. Too much at stake.” He hesitated before adding, “Are you ready?” She turned from the window to face him. “I have to be.” He studied her for a moment, then nodded. “Gregor has the scouting party prepared. We ride within the hour.” Lillian took a deep b
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty Three The council chamber was heavy with tension. Torches flickered along the stone walls, casting long shadows over the gathered Lycans. Aedric strode to the head of the long table, his presence commanding as always, but Lillian could feel the weight of the stares on her. They were not looking at her as their queen anymore. They were looking at something else. Gregor stood with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. Beside him, the other high-ranking Lycans—warriors, advisors, and elders—watched in silence. “The enemy is retreating,” Aedric announced, his voice firm. “For now.” “For now?” One of the elders, a gray-haired Lycan named Dorian, narrowed his eyes. “You think they’ll return?” Aedric nodded. “Of course they will. They didn’t come to simply test our defenses. They came for her.” All eyes turned to Lillian. She refused to shrink beneath their gazes. “They called me Moonborn,” she said, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. “And they knew I had power
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty Two The Shadowborn general loomed before Lillian, its jagged form pulsing with unnatural darkness. The battlefield around them faded into a distant blur—just the clang of steel, the growls of Lycans, and the monstrous screeches of the enemy filling the air. But Lillian’s focus was locked on the creature that had called her Moonborn. She tightened her grip on her dagger, but deep inside, she knew steel alone wouldn’t be enough. Something inside her had awakened, something old and dangerous. The way the Shadowborn watched her, the way they hesitated—it wasn’t just fear. It was recognition. Aedric shifted beside her, his golden eyes never leaving the general. “This isn’t just another foot soldier,” he murmured. “It’s something else.” The Shadowborn let out a low, rattling laugh. “You are only beginning to understand, Lycan King.” Then it moved. Faster than thought, faster than Lillian had seen anything move before. A blur of darkness lunged at her, claws streaking toward her thro
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