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Aidan put Cayden to sleep and saw that his mind was confused and slowly erasing Allison and his daughter, the spell would make him unable to rule and the Kingdom would be run by Kaitlyn once she is the Queen. Aidan ordered my coronation as Cayden slept, it was a private ceremony that would be revealed at a later date, I was crowned King, and Omri was promoted to second in command but will continue as third in command until we flush our enemies out. Very few of the council know the truth and those who do were sworn to silence. I hated going behind my brother's back but it was the only way, Cayden is still King, it's just that our enemies will think I'm still a Prince. I watched Max after my c

His father said as Aiden looked like a damaged sack of potatoes being dropped in hot oil. "Christ!! Did you just say that in my presence?" The queen yelled in anger as tears sheened in her eyes. "My beauty is unmatched, the king can't help it." I blurted out proudly puffing my shoulders , enjoying the whole drama and if looks could kill, I would be dead by their glares. "You're nothing but the pain of the century, you're so despicable and extremely insulative!" Aiden spat right behind me and I didn't turn back. I know that the same restlessness that made him stand up to wander around would send him back to my sight or his chair.

His voice rang out, clear and strong, as he made his declaration to the court. "I, Prince Aiden, do hereby declare that upon my father's death, I will take up the mantle of King. I am the rightful heir, and I will serve my people with honor and justice." The nobles murmured among themselves, some nodding in approval, others looking doubtful. But Aiden stood firm, his eyes fixed on the throne that would one day be his. "Furthermore," He continued, "as the firstborn son, it is also my right to claim my mate, Zelda, as my wife and Queen." Gasps filled the room, and I myself looked stunned.

My chest felt tight. After everything I had done for that boy. After all of my sacrifices. He was my son, my flesh and blood. I had raised him, guided him and prepared him for this moment. Yet now, he was throwing it all away. At that moment, I realized there was nothing more I could do. I was left with no other option Then Elder Damien stood up, his voice echoing across the chamber. “Your highness, since we have heard directly from the messenger, there’s no need to wait any longer. It is clear that Aiden has rejected his responsibility. Therefore, he can no longer be our king.”

Age 17 It had been a couple of days since Maddie had stormed out. Maddie had been the only one who had gotten upset over the engagement. Others had been so excited they wished her and the King luck. Boy, I love how this Citidal lies. Making it look like they like they are super excited. The King clutched her arm around his, he looked at her with alittle worry on his face. "Ma petite, you are quite is everything ok?"

“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.

he looks out the window. “You lived here?” “Yes. For so many years. But I guess I was erased from the history books.” “Dad,” Aidan places his hand on top of the rogue king’s hand. Dad? I raise a brow. I thought he only had one son. “Yes. He is my son. Prince of Midnight Ridge. Adopted him,” the rogue king replies as if he could see my wide-open mouth. I swallow. “Does the king know?” “Yes. He knows. Why do you think he agreed to the marriage?” he asks me as my heart races. No wonder Cassian was okay with Aidan marrying Kaelin.

I stood frozen in the hallway, my heart pounding so hard against my ribs I thought it might break through them. It was late afternoon. My father and my brother, Jeffery, were on base for a training exercise. The house was supposed to be empty except for me. But Jeffery had called two hours earlier to say Aiden was coming. He explained that his best friend had finally gotten leave after eight months on deployment and needed a place to stay before heading home to see his family. I'd been a complete mess ever since. Aiden King was six-foot-three, toned and bronzed. My brother's best friend ever since they enlisted in the Navy six years ago. Eight years older than

In the middle of the big royal garden, a little boy was running as fast as his small legs could carry him. His name was Aiden. He was two years old now, and he was full of endless energy. Aiden had thick, dark hair just like his father, Alpha Kael, and bright, shining blue eyes just like his mother, Queen Lyra. He wore a little green tunic and brown leather shoes, and he was chasing a small, colorful butterfly across the soft green grass. "Catch you! Little bug! Come back!" Aiden shouted, giggling happily as the butterfly fluttered away toward the rose bushes.

Who knows, perhaps I could even get a chance to talk to him about my goals for orphan education in our city. “Yeah. That’s beta Tristan,” Aiden plucks champagne flutes off a waiter’s tray. “He’s a friend of my dad’s. About the Lycan king, he’s definitely not here.” He hands me a glass. “He’s much too important to pay a visit to our humble abode.” “This is hardly a humble abode.” I give him a teasing smile. “It’s alright, you know? You can admit that you’re filthy rich. I’m not going to hate you for it.”