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They were all fully aware that this time they had really provoked Matteo. Elder Alfred was the one who had the guts to start the meeting. He cleared his throat. “There’s no need for greetings or pleasantries among us. We are here today to discuss the appointment of our Lycan Queen, who apparently isn’t a Lycan. As it has been for centuries, the queen has always been from our race and held the same power as the king. But this current one is a she-wolf whose identity is unknown and may cause some difficulties in accepting her among the masses.”

Remember history class you big dildo? ‘Shut up you furry shit eater! History class sucked. That’s what I have you for!’ I chuckled. ‘That doesn’t explain why you didn’t recognize her as your mate!’ ‘Lycan’s sense their mate before the lycan emerges from their human counterpart. It’s one of the ways they are superior to all wolves.’ ‘They’re superior to wolves? How? I thought defeating their king, which killed the pack apparently, would have been proof enough of our superiority…and the fact that they went extinct.’ I was suspicious of his facts.

King Reagan Maximilian Valor, the tyrant king of the Lycan Kingdom. And he… he was unexpectedly my mate. I don’t want to hope too much, but since the day he came to the auction hall. I never knew I would be greedy. I want his love. I want his attention. I want everything he could give me. That dream is impossible to have. He was my mate; I should sit next to him and become the queen of this kingdom, but my fate is different. I’m here to be his breeder. My sole duty is to give him an heir.

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.”

Everyone in the main square was waiting for me to respond, but I didn't want to say anything. I was so angry with them that I didn't even know what to do. However, in the midst of my ramblings, I closed my eyes for a moment. In fact, they were all right. The blue-blooded Lycans had never had a queen from another species, which was a betrayal of the kingdom's own laws. On the other hand, I couldn't reject Eleftheria, especially not because of those stupid laws.

"True Luna queen blood lines can not be cursed for long, Curses will weaken and the moongoddess ensures our bloodline is continued. We are strong and powerful, Though the part of the curse that blocked me from my lycan tried it did not fully succeed." "She was rendered weak barely awake, she kept your father and I alive until this day would come. As a natural born powerful Royal supernatural being our lycan's are stronger. where weaker lycans had they been cursed like us they would have died. Due to the strength of our lycans they were put to sleep” she explained. "Our lycans were put to sleep, Each time mine fought to wake up she would wake her mate giving us just enough strength not to die.”

"No, Faris. I would never harm a member of my family like you have done. But I will tell you this. I will no longer sit around and watch you drive this city into the ground. You are a disgrace to the title of Lycan King and the Lyall name." "If you feel that way, you can leave too," I snap at her. "There is no need to banish me, Son," she says. "I, Ella Lyall, Luna Queen of Lycan City, hereby break all ties with the pack and declare myself rogue." Her words cut me like a knife. I feel her link to the pack break, and my chest burns with regret. But I refuse to let it show. Getting up from my desk, I walk to my office door and pull it open. "You can leave," I tell her. "I will have someone escort you back to the royal mansion to collect your things."

Alder's POV My name is Alder Volcik, and I am the Lycan King. I am 187 years old and have held the title of king for over 150 years. Lycans are widely recognized as the most powerful species. We aim to safeguard the werewolves and uphold equilibrium among all supernatural species. We remain immortal unless our heads are severed, and our hearts are simultaneously removed. We have the ability to heal faster than werewolves, both in terms of physical wounds and speed. Additionally, a regular lycan is capable of defeating an alpha.

"Different? In what way?" "Well, you're stubborn and short-tempered. Your generation couldn't be controlled anymore. And even before you were born, there were creatures who chose their own partner and rejected the mating pull. So I think the Moon Goddess saw that and to avoid any pain and scars, she gave you the ability to follow your heart." They were Lycans. They've been in existence for a thousand years. The Moon Goddess Selene created them. They were supposed to have a mate chosen by the Goddess, along with other creatures, but it all changed on the day she was born.

I asked. "I want to know who you are and why you're wandering around our village," She said. "I'm Maximus, the Lycan King," I said, trying to sound confident. But to my surprise, she laughed. "You? The Lycan King? You must be joking." I was taken aback, feeling the anger and frustration rising in me. "I am the Lycan King!" I growled. She just laughed again. "If you are the Lycan King, then I am the Queen of the Night," she retorted.

While the war happened, I would be inside the underground with the mothers and children who couldn’t fight, protected by some guards. The witches, together with my mum would make a spell that didn’t let anyone foreign to enter. Only people with good intentions could enter that underground. Francesco was to stay with me too. Mum didn’t let him fight in the war. She had so much to say about how he wasn’t yet ripe to participate. Calily had been long gone since yesterday. We needed more Lycans to fight with us and since I wasn’t fighting, Luca was the only Lycan. Thus, we had pleaded with her to go find Angelo, and bring him from wherever he might be.

She is such a fascinating human. “Yes,” I replied. “Please allow me to explain. Lycans are more like humans but possess divine power. We can just say we are humans blessed with the ability to transform into wolves anytime. We have packs instead of cities where a king governs each pack. Amongst all the kings, there is a supreme king called the lycan king, who rules over all the other kings with his supreme Luna.” “Wow! It sounds exciting but also a bit frightening,” she remarked with a sparkle in her eyes.

Slowly the light fades away leaving darkness in its wake. “Was that Ella?” Panic has filled Walter’s voice. “Her powers have finally manifested,” I whisper carefully checking my surroundings. “Nothing will stop the covens from coming for her now.” Standing outside the gates that surround Lycan City I fidget with the hem of my cloak as several large Lycans surround me. Straightening my shoulders and holding my head high, I speak clearly. “I am here to see my granddaughter, the Queen.” The circle of Lycans surrounding me begin to laugh loudly. “Our Queen is no witch,” one of the growls loudly making a large lump form in my throat.

Adriana's Point of View Daemon and I left the library and returned to the packhouse for lunch. Alana had been looking after the twins while we were out. I had breastfed them before I went to the library and needed to do it again before lunch. While waiting for the afternoon meetings and the twins to wake up for their next feed, I started reading the book about Lycan physiology. The first sentence stated that the only Lycans here were members of the Royal Family. They were given that position by Selene, the Moon Goddess.

"But... what are you?" The question struck harder than I expected. I had no answer. The next day, Celeste summoned an elder from a distant pack, a gnarled old man with milky eyes and a voice like rustling leaves. His name was Elder Brann. He studied me for what felt like hours, his cloudy gaze never wavering. "It is as I feared," he said finally. "The prophecy speaks true." "What prophecy?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "The rise of the Lycan Queen," he replied. "A she-wolf born of royal blood, able to command the wild and tame the warring tribes. She will unite the supernatural under one rule, or see it all fall into ruin."

“Today… a new era begins.” He looked at me. And in that look there was no longer fear for my shadows, but trust. A single glance, and every chain of my past fell silent inside me. “I call for a council,” he continued. “In the presence of the empire’s warriors, guardians, and leaders. To strengthen the unity of our packs, and to decide our next steps against the border raids and the unrest within.” A stir rippled through the hall, but his next words silenced everything. “At this council… my Luna will sit. Nyra. As the queen of the Lycáns. As an equal voice in our decisions.”

“This is not something mentioned in the history books because of how dark it is, but the Dark Magic War we are all aware of started because of a certain Lycan Queen.” “She's real?” Aspen frowned. “Raven wasn't joking?” “She's real. I remember Kailin once told me that the only Lycan Queen our country has had became ruler because her son died three months after his enthronement. Since he had no heir or mate, the only person who could take over was his mother.” “Wait, I thought the moon goddess was the one who selected Lycans if there was no heir? The people could have just sought a new leader from the goddess,” Aspen pointed out.

“Who says the other Lycan’s would follow her anyway?” “For exactly the same reason they bowed to Elijah. Her midnight blue fur. They have all seen it, every one of the Lycans in the cell knows the moment she shifted.” “But I am the Alpha of the pack!” She flicks her braids over her bare shoulder as I feel Atlas laughing in my head. Lycan’s don’t have Alphas. They have a Queen! “You can keep the position for now, but if Aria wants to take her place, she can.”

“What a pleasant surprise I must say.” I stepped forward and when Tyler tried to stop me, I smiled at him to be calm. “Hello, Sir, I am Gwendolyn Mcgregor and I am the wife of King Ashton which makes me the Queen of the Lycans. I and my partner have come to speak to you about the recent kidnap of one of us. We don't want troubles ju_” He busted out laughing loudly, cutting me off in a rude manner. “You,” he pointed at me, “are the Queen of the Lycans? The wife of the very man we seek?”

“Are you sure you want to use this transformation serum?” Edna grabbed Allure’s wrist, stopping her from drinking the contents of the vial. “I mean, Prince Regan has never met Lily. So, it’s impossible that he would recognise her. Even if he does, that Lycan Prince won’t mind the swap. After all, being married to the legitimate daughter of Alpha Rhysand is more profitable than marrying the daughter of a maid. Why go to such lengths just for the sake of a political marriage?”