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I continued to stay kneeling though, staying as still as I could, and hoping the floor would open up and swallow me whole. “Stand up child, let me have a good look at you.” The King’s voice rang out again, and goosebumps littered my arms. I slowly stood, and lifted my head to look at the King. King Ben Avon was not exactly what you would expect an evil king to look like. His short stature, rosy face, and plump belly actually made him look more like someone’s grandfather rather than the wicked beast that was depicted in our stories. He even had a bright smile on his face as he looked down at me. The only give away being a sharp glint just hidden behind his dark brown and blue eyes.

By then, I would be focused on her and only her. "Oh," Alex chuckled, "this letter is from a kid in Miami. It goes as follows: Dear Mister King of Kings, I've heard so much about you. My Dad told me stories about your ancestors. I heard him talking about mating. I totally think that's gross but since he sent you a gift, I will too. I don't have much but here is ten dollars. It's my allowance. I hope it does something. I don't have any more because I spent my last allowance on video games. Anyway, I just want to say, we kind of are alike. I was born on land too. My Mom died when I was young, so I guess that part is different. But, I just want you to know that I want to be as strong as you, we

The End. Hello, dear readers, this chapter marks the end of the My Personal Lycan King series. I know I made a lot of mistakes and there were lots of grammatical mistakes, and I am sorry for all of them. I am not a native English speaker, but I am always trying to improve myself. If you loved this story even for a few minutes, then please leave a comment and review the story. This was my first story, and I was a bit uneven in updating patterns too, please forgive me for that. Once again, thank you all for continuing this journey along with me. It was the support from readers like you that made this book work, and I hope I will be getting some love in the future too. There were many comments

Shae gave me a loaded look but nodded. “Anyone else?” She asked. I thought for a moment and nodded. Shae waited expectantly. “Well, my...Alpha Hayden” I said the name with such distaste, I would never willing refer to him as my father, “he could have told anyone. And...” I paused as the book Andre gave me for my birthday popped into my head. Why had he chosen that book? One with my mark on it. Everything he did was loaded, it would have been very deliberate.

"I was going to gift this to you on your wedding day." Talia stared helplessly, unsure of what to do, how to completely fathom it. That book was something she always wanted but could never get—her mother's favourite book. Zeus had held that in his chambers, refusing anyone to even go near the item. Talia grew up hearing stories, fairy tales from that same book. Her mother used to read that book every night to the moon princess before retiring to bed. "Take it," Her father said softly. She carefully accepted the book, swallowing thickly as the older man once again cleared his throat, eyes averting, turning to watch the ocean before them. Talia couldn't rip her gaze off the novel she reverentl

"I'm the King. Exceptions can be made for me. The people will understand that better than when you suddenly blossom overnight as a widow. You are unmarried and pregnant. Have you forgotten? I have given you time to mourn your husband. Your mourning is over. I cannot delay bringing you into my house." One month to mourn my childhood sweetheart hardly seems sufficient. I open my mouth, ready to spew more protests but I clamp it shut when I hear the double doors to the King's chambers creek open. We both divert our attention to the grey-haired man, with deep-set wrinkles in his cheeks, limping towards us. "Nathan," The King says addressing him. The elderly man captures my eyes as he walks past

Aidan explains where I have to sigh a little, speaking with my father right now is something I can’t do. “Wish I could but with everything, it’s not possible at the minute.” I say looking down a little, I knew coming here would bring up some feelings, but I didn’t think it would be right out of the gate! “I just need to know, did the King do this to me because of what he read in a fairytale book?” I ask which was the biggest question, I knew Emmett had already explained that and the stories did sound so familiar, but I guess there was still a hint of doubt in my mind. “That’s correct, The Kings Apprentice, I believe the story is called. I had never heard of it before you were born, but it’s

“We’ve talked about this, honey. He’ll be whatever he wants to be. He’s not you.” We had talked a lot about what it meant for Aiden to be Aiden. The next in line to run King Royal Pipelines. Maybe, if he wasn’t born into that big job, he wouldn’t have needed to find strange and harmful ways to deal with his disorder. A disorder that no one knew about except me, Herold, and Morgana Landon. Not even his mom, who Aiden told me once probably forgot on purpose about that lab in Switzerland to protect herself.

I exhaled and nodded at the king, giving him a low bow before walking into the room. He was about to follow me when someone tapped him on the shoulders and even I flung around and my eyes met someone I had never seen in the palace, ever. He was like the king, tall with peach-black hair but he was a little muscular and where the king exuded a cold and obscure aura he felt warm and simple. “Aiden?” The king reacted to the man and gave him a hug. “You sly cub, I didn't think I'd see you this soon,” he said.

I thought. “Ashley, one more thing,” I quickly said as Ashley was walking out of the room. “Sure, what would you need, Miss Chloe?” "I won't need anything; I just wanted to find out." Why did you call Aiden Prince Aiden?” “That's what we call him here, Miss Chloe. He is the son of our king, so we call him our prince, ma’am.” “Do you mean Aiden isn't a Lycan King yet?” I asked, and surprise was written all over me.