Novel & Cerita Alan The Rizz King

Raze catches it fast. "Throw that trash away," I say. "Yes, Alpha King," Raze says. He looks at my angry face and walks out of the Alpha Throne Chamber very quietly. I sit back in my big chair. I try to make my brain think about the Lycan Alpha Dominion work. I have many packed things to fix. Knock! Knock! "Come inside," I shout. The door opens, and Alaric Wolfsbane walks in. He has the big papers in his hand.

--Alyssa-- The Alpha King stood there shirtless, his chiseled muscles glistening under the soft glow of the room’s lighting. I stood just a few feet away, clutching my towel tightly, desperately trying to maintain some semblance of modesty. His gaze roamed over my body, making me feel exposed and vulnerable.

Kael asked Ayla nodded even though she knew she was not "Yeah,this place Just feels intimidating rather then welcoming” “It is supposed to be” Kael replied “it is the beginning of Lunaria” Before Ayla could reply, a loud sound of horns echoed through the place and everyone stood,they all became quiet. The Alpha king stepped out walking forward,the Alpha King dressed in all black robe with the royal emblem in front and at the back of the outfits, his grey eyes swept through the crowd slowly the moment he saw Ayla, her breath hitched and he didn’t look away, Ayla dropped her head hoping he won’t recognize her, she shifted to stand behind Kael but she could still feel his gaze on her.

He fixed his gaze on the boss, who was now kneeling, looking utterly defeated. "Allow me to introduce myself," Alfred began, his voice steady and clear. "My name is Alfred, Alfred Vanderwood." “I’m the new Alpha King.”

Alana chuckled as she teased her best friend. Eva smiled as a small blush formed on her face. “We were going to tell you guys, but the King was poisoned and we had an impromptu ceremony” Eva explained as Alana pulled Eva into a hug. “Relax kid, we know everything, King Zane explained everything to us once he recovered.” Antonio smiled as he pulled his daughter into a hug once Alana finally let her go free. “We are so proud of you Eva” Misty sniffled as she pulled Eva to her.

The Kings are not here and why would the Kids cause trouble to them anyways? It was when Alison realised that she was supposed to call the Kings as Royal betas in front of Rose. They were strictly ordered by the Kings do to so or else they would be punished. "S-Sorry! I meant to say Royal betas. I had a slip of tongue." Alison prayed that Rose belives her. God knows what will happen if Rose knows the truth. "Ohh." Rose said. "It's happens sometimes." Rose shrugged her off. Every one has a slip of tongue sometimes.

Whispers buzzed around the room, but Anthony's eyes, burning with intensity, were locked on Helma. H ha'd caught wind of the school's whispers, but ever since Victoria got the axe, that topic was off-limits. Still, the whispers did not die; they just went underground. Anthony had pegged Miss King for some frumpy, old maid—that was the only reason she would chase after Alan, Greenville University's golden boy. Anthony, a certified hottie at Greenville, often threw shade at Alan behind his back, but if he was honest, it was pure envy. Who would not want to snag a catch from the Kings like Helma? That's a one-way ticket to Easy Street!

“You keep calling me your highness but you know my position. I am ranked even lower than your grace. I feel weird so……Just call me Alana” “I can’t do that, your highness. You should be more aware of your position. You are the Third Princess of the Prosperous Kingdom of Ducroft. You should hold your head high and command those who despise you” Alana was caught off guard. He looked serious, picking up his tea cup like he hadn’t just said something that would change her life forever. “Pfft-hahahahahaha! You’re an amusing man, your grace” “I am honored that you find me amusing, your highness”

She was very much her father’s daughter… Darius was sure about it. He’d researched her well, and knew she was as good as any other at playing the games of the rich and famous. He’d seen her on the arm of many influential people, smiling and enjoying luxury, wealth, carelessness. Whether it was her choice, or her father’s, Alannah Miles hadn’t seemed unhappy to be traipsed around like nothing more than arm-candy for her different escorts. “Alannah, Mr. King has offered you a very generous position with his company,” Edwin eventually explained.

I can’t see his face fully, but his body… those broad shoulders fill up his knitted sweater nicely, I wonder if this man would even break a sweat lifting me. I scoff. Now why would he lift me? “That’s Alan King.” Gina pulls me out of my thoughts. “I gather you might not know him, but he’s the sexiest single dad I know… the richest too. In his late thirties, but I don’t mind at all. So! Do you think I look hot enough? I’m going to serve him now.” I take a few steps back, my fingers under my chin as I pretend to assess her. “I think…”