The Lycans Queen By Laila Novels & Stories

It was a bond that transcended words, a silent understanding of their shared journey. As the last rays of sunlight disappeared below the horizon, Alessia turned to face the kingdom behind them. The lycan pack had flourished under their leadership, finding stability and unity. The wounds of the past were healing, replaced by a newfound hope and determination. But even as they reveled in their triumphs, Alessia knew that challenges still lay ahead. The responsibilities of being the Lycan Queen weighed heavily on her shoulders, and she was acutely aware of the expectations placed upon them.

He and his brother only equaled three. "What do you want with her?" Maxwell stepped aside. His voice had lowered. Something felt special about the Lycan before him. He didn't look usual like the ones they say in textbooks. He looked ancient. "That would be none of your business. Step aside" he pushed Maxwell aside. As he bent to pick Amelia up, Maxwell caught a glimpse of his eyes. They were hidden perfectly well but still, he managed to see them. Maxwell swallowed hard. They were orange. The lycan before him was royalty. Only the leader of the lycans has orange eyeballs whenever they shifted forms to their forms. One could not tell the difference if they were in their human forms but now, i

I felt Oliver licking the wound to seal it, but he did not let go of me. “You are all witnesses. I present Luna Helena. Queen of the Lycans.” Oliver smiled and within the blink of an eye loud applause and howls erupted from the Lycans. I was shocked that they were all so happy about it! Oliver lifted his hand to silence them and smiled at me for a moment before returning his attention to the werewolves on the ground.

He grabbed it before biting her wrist and started drinking her blood. I could sense that the girl was in pain but, as a perfect slave, she remained quiet and still. I felt a tinge of sympathy but then again, Max needed to drink blood to survive so it was fine. The conversation with Nik helped put things into perspective. "Also, Avalyn killed Vasilik. She is the Queen of Mozog now," Nik said conversationally. "Killed the centuries old fucker? I'd love to hear what happened." Max looked at me.

BUt she could clearly see Rakhbar was proud of their new King because of his ability to shift into a fearsome Lycan as not many lycans could shift these days so his people were ready to cater to his vulgar desires. Just imagining it was horrible. Laylin breathed out, as her legs almost gave out. The King was probably the age of her father, she didn't want to imagine the monster she will face. She bit her lips. She had never wanted to marry this wretched King but she knew a wretched man wouldn't let her get away. He was a lycan and she had heard Lycan women bleed on his bed, what if kills her after molesting her? Her father will have what he wanted and Rakhbar won't shed a tear for her. No on

He glanced at Selena, who sat beside him, her eyes wide with anticipation, her chest rising and falling with each breath. Levi's voice quivered as he continued, his words laden with a mixture of reverence and trepidation. "Though now extinct, they were one of the first breeds of werewolves. Which later created the breeds of Lycans." The air crackled with a newfound energy, tinged with both excitement and a hint of fear. The knowledge they were unraveling held the power to reshape their understanding of the world, to rewrite the boundaries of what was possible.

he pointed at Dale “—you spared him. And now everything is unraveling.” “I won’t let you harm my pack.” “Oh, I won’t need to,” the man said calmly. “All I want is Queen Laida.” Dale’s blood ran cold. “She’s not who you think—” “She is exactly who I think she is,” the man interrupted. “You tried to suppress her scent, her wolf. But when she died... the beast woke. Slowly but surely, her true nature will emerge. She is the Queen of the Lycans."

I looked away instantly, jaw tightening. “Yes! Liora is the queen of the lycans.” They all stared at me for a long beat, shock carved into their faces. Then Damon stepped forward and bowed, everyone around us following his pursuit. He said, his voice steady and reverent now. “Congratulations, My Lord! Heaven has blessed the lycan race. This is indeed an honor even the councilmen dream of.” He rose, the old mischief replaced by something soft now. “Mates are rare among lycans. It’s an auspicious occasion that our king has found his fated queen.”

and “you saved us.” “Cassia,” began the woman who had first spotted her in the room, her voice strong, if touched by her own tears. “If you hadn’t come for us, Kaylen and I would likely be in front of Devlin Anwir” - she said the name like she was spitting it - “this very moment.” Cassia’s head snapped to look at the woman, causing her to wince slightly. “Anwir?” She breathed. The woman nodded, solemn. “Kaylen and I -” she indicated the curly redhead beside her, “are both Lycans.”

" But you're late for your own wedding. It's been an hour already, and you haven't even gotten dressed yet, “ she says. And yes today is supposed to be my wedding day. I'm supposed to marry Valerie, and make her my queen. Sure she's the perfect for that title. She's one of the strongest warriors I have, even stronger than my male warriors. She's part of the reasons why we are the best kingdom in all Lycan kingdoms. She's been by my side since day one. And would do anything for this kingdom.