The Lycan Princess

The Lycan Princess

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My name is Eliza. I grew up in the Red River Pack. I was told by my parents that I was left along the edge of the pack borders when I was just a babe. They took me in as if I was one of their own. It was a miracle for both parties involved. They were able to have a child after finding my mother was not able to conceive; and I would have a place to call home. Although, my mother wasn't the only black sheep of the pack. I did not transform or shift into my wolf form, between the ages of 13 and 16 like the other children. However, here I am turning 18 years old and I finally have my transformation. Not into a werewolf. Into something else. Book 1 of the Lycan Monarch Series The Lycan Princess
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Every time I tried to stop, something clenched in my stomach, instinctual and feral. It compelled me to move. Sometimes it felt like it was pulling me in the opposite direction, back the way I came. That feeling I ignored - nothing short of demonic possession could convince me to go anywhere near that forest ever again. It wouldn't be nearly long enough that I would realize I hadn't imagined that pull. That some invisible force was compelling me towards that man. To Nate. When I did realize, I made sure I used it to keep running in the opposite direction of wherever it told me to go. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Picture this: you're a 17 year old werewolf. Your Alpha, under false counsel, believes your entire family instigated a failed coup so he kills your parents, and you're next. Your options are basically die now, or turn rogue and die anyways. What do you choose - swift and painless, or drawn out and lonely? If you answered, "Neither," then you'd be correct. I didn't anticipate, though, that one bad theft in the beginning was going to send a ripple that would come back to haunt me in unimaginable ways.

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