Todos los capítulos de The Lycan's Luna: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Lycan Town was as loud and boisterous as the humans’ downtown district. The super-malls and restaurants resembled conch shell snails in design. Built out of glass, they occupied about one third of the town. On the other hand, the clubs and hangout spots were in the structures of giant sea creatures. They took up the sides of the larger buildings like vines, adding beauty to the town. Iridescent pink and neon blue radiance reflected off the top of their buildings. Connected in a reef-like cluster, they floated on the surface of the water a hundred feet from the shore. A giant purple mushroom shrouded them all like an umbrella. I had an inkling it was probably some sort of information gathering satellite. As we strolled into the largest mall, I marveled at the fishes swimming beneath my feet. They bobbed against the glass, slushing through fronds of seaweed and corals. Around me, wolves and Lycans of all ranks weaved through the mall on cushioned clams the size of a king-sized bed.

The second Zaria released her power, my bones cracked. A wave of razor heat and biting chill seared through my senses. A whimper escaped my lips and I crumbled to the ground in a spasming heap. My bones snapped and twisted, as if realigning themselves. I gritted my teeth so tight, the grinding sound echoed in the empty bathroom. “Hehe…feel my power, human!” Zaria cackled like a maniac in my head. She felt my agony, and without doubt, was more than enjoying it. The flood of heat and ice surged up a notch, pushing my mind to the brink of collapse. This bitch is doing it on purpose! I groaned, stifling a cry of pain. My nails scratched the marble floor, my breath coming out in strangled gasps. I cursed her. She was taking revenge for the past years. Even at this moment, when we were in a precarious situation, she was as petty as she was insane. All of a sudden, I felt extremely sad. Since birth, no one has ever liked me. Now, even though I had the care of a father, a mother, a best fri

Huffs and groans resounded in the clearing. Red-faced and drenched in sweat, we completed the basic exercise and got into combat positions. “Split into pairs! We’ll perform one-on-one combat today!” The Lycan Commander barked, clasping his hands behind his back. I looked around the field. The early morning fog clung onto the trees and shrouded the clearing. As trainees scattered out, a large figure appeared from the side and loomed before me. “I’ll be your partner.” Einas Raed declared with a cold expression. I shivered, recalling our exchange from yesterday. “That…I’ll find another partner.” I said. “Why? Scared?” “Of what? You?” “Heh. I was just guessing. I didn’t know that would be the case?” “Commander, I’m new to the squad. Don’t you think it’s too early for me to practice with you?” I questioned through clenched teeth and crossed my arms. I still had to see the Luna in the afternoon. The last thing I wanted was to faint again. “No, you’ve already got the basics down. Tra

The second I rounded the corner, the cacophonous chatter of female voices entered my ears. I stopped and surveyed the scene. In the center of the open-island kitchen, a group of she-Lycans clustered around a figure. They sounded excited, fawning even, as they praised and complimented the female of their attention. Even though I couldn’t make out the face of the female, with the cluster of she-Lycans and all, I knew who she was the second I saw them. Caira Mirza. The beloved fiancé of the Lycan Commander, the envy of the Lycan females. As the prospective Luna to the one and only Commander Einas, Caira’s current status in the clan wasn’t any lower than Luna Nazia’s. The reason was simple. Though he was the Lycan Heir, Idris Raed’s authority in the Pacific Sea couldn’t match-up to his father and brother’s. I suspected it had something to do with the Lycan Leader. His deep infatuation with Eira Haris must’ve undermined the Lycan Heir’s authority. However, their family conflict had noth

“I know it’ll be hard. But we can’t drag this matter anymore. From the intelligence we gathered, the witches joined hands with the bloodsuckers, and...” I gulped and swallowed my words. Everything was only an assumption right now. Without proof, how could I convince the Clan Elders? They would call me an alarmist out to disrupt the peace of the clan. “In short, we need a Royal Court!” I finished stubbornly, praying, wishing, hoping I would get through to them. However, their following words dashed the kindle of hope I held, and sunk my heart into utter despair. “Commander Einas, I don’t mean to question you, but this matter concerns the political affairs of the Pacific Sea. You keep pushing for the formation of a Royal Court. Have you ever considered who would lead the new reign? You’re not a bad candidate. But at the end of the day, you’re only a commander. What do you know about ruling?” “And then, there’s us. As Elders, we advise the Lycan Leader and have a say in the passing o