Alpha King's Craved Pet Novels & Stories

" Elijah cried while Aloha king felt bad but he had nothing to do in this matter. Suddenly the door opened and a sleepy four year old Sylvester entered the room. He yawned and lifted her head while smelling something. "What is this smell daddy?" He innocently asked his fatger and walked towards Elijah. He stopped in front of him and inhaled deeply before lifting his finger and pointing towards the pink blanket as his eyes turned glowing blue. "I want her." "Sylvester." Alpha king scolded him and tried to make him move but Sylvester kept glaring at the blanket. "Mine." Elijah held his breath knowing what the little alpha king was saying.

"Here, I have three things to inform you. First, I will kill your son and your wife. For the sake of my pack members and my mother. Second, you will abdicate in my favor. It's for the sake of your reputation. You wouldn't want another son to seize the throne. Third, Naytt Manor behind the palace will be your only retirement place." Alpha King had just managed to calm his breathing when he struggled to sit up from the bed. He tried to roar, but his voice came out hoarse. "You want to imprison me?" Brent hurriedly approached and supported him, but he didn't dare interrupt their conversation. Wyatt's expression turned cold. "Isn't that what you did to me? I thought it was our unique little game

This was what his father has always wanted for him, to be a ruler and to be an Alpha king but not just any Alpha king, a powerful, fearless and ruthless Alpha king. A knock on the door didn't seem to shake him at all. The knock came again, Daminor remained silent. Alpine, an older female wolf entered with a wooden ball filled with valerian root herb for Daminor. “I told you I don't need that anymore, Alpine.” Daminor groaned. Alpine sighed deeply. “You need this Alpha king, please have it so that you can at least have some—” “I don't want to sleep, Alpine. I gave you an order never to bring this to me. I no longer need herbs, I'm fine.”

How could he not factor in? This was his party, after all. My stomach felt queasy. I'd heard even worse things about him lately since he reclaimed the throne. Other werewolves had been slaughtered when they didn't follow his rule. When I had watched the convoy, the spectator beside me said the Alpha King had been captured by rogues. Some king, indeed. Anyone who hurt others with vindictive motives was weak. Was he vengeful because of his hurt pride? Crybaby. As I tried to commit to my steely attitude, I knew deep down I was afraid. Going to college at Moonlight meant I’d only be juxtaposed with him. Going to serve him was another matter altogether.

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.”

I didn't love the cells that much to be thrown back in them right away. I crinkled my nose in slight irritation but was quick to smooth over my facial expression. "No, Alpha." His body tensed as I addressed him by his title. It was formal and completely uncommon for a mate to refer to their partner by their ranking. I technically knew his name. I had heard it whispered by people in the dark of the cells plenty of times. Alpha Benji – the merciless lone wolf. A borderline psychopathic tyrant who takes over any pack in his way.

He stretched out his long arms and tightly wrapped her in the blanket with him, leaving no gap whatsoever. At that moment, Lucas, who had been preparing to climb through the window to rescue his Alpha King, slipped and crashed into the bushes below with a thud. It was over. The Alpha King, who could kill without batting an eye, had sold himself off so cheaply to a human who used him as a sleep-aiding body pillow!

Alpha King Jake POV I woke at dawn out of old habit, military and Alpha both. The bed beside me was empty. My wolf snapped to attention. Where is she? Her clothes were gone along with her shoes, phone. She'd left without a word. My wolf growled, unsettled. He'd been strange about her all night, pressing close, wanting to mark and claim a woman who wasn't our mate. We would have known if she were. And yet there'd been a pull there, something he recognized even if I didn't.

"Just like you guys, I was also trying to get close to that Alpha. But I didn't know he was already looking for another Omega. Would you mind sharing a little news with me?" At first, they seemed hesitant and looked at each other. They would not hesitate to whisper in front of me, talking about my suspicious appearance. If it wasn't for the luxurious and expensive clothes David had picked out for me, those two Omegas would probably have kicked me out. I guess I'll have to thank David later. He prepared everything well. "I heard that Alpha is a king in disguise," said Tetia, the Omega who was talking to me. "What is he looking for that Omega for?" I asked probingly. I made my voice low so tha

He stood over his brother, black fur heaving with exhaustion, blood matting one entire side of his body, and made no move toward the killing blow every instinct in that ravine seemed to expect of him. The fighting around them began to slow as Vex's remaining wolves, seeing their leader fallen, broke formation, some fleeing toward the treeline, others simply dropping their stance. Blackwood wolves let the fleeing ones go, focus narrowing to securing the wounded and confirming their king still stood. "He's not finishing it," Priya whispered. "Why isn't he finishing it?" "I don't know," Marlowe admitted, though something in her chest ached at the answer even before she fully understood it.