Novel & Cerita Alpha King's Craved Pet

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 had grown tired of the whispers and the judgment, longing for a chance to break free from the confines of his predetermined fate. But amidst this darkness, a flicker of hope had emerged. Malta had encountered the witches. They revealed to him a tantalizing possibility—a chance to transform from a rogue to a true Alpha King. They spoke of the Recessive Lion Pride, a mythical Were that held the power to lift the curse of his rogue status and unlock his true potential as the Alpha King. It was a path that offered him the love and acceptance he had yearned for all his life.

"That's because you people are incompetent. "If it caught my interest, I could chain up even a dragon." "$600 million once!" The auctioneer was so excited he nearly threw his gavel. Lucas looked desperately toward the cage and made one last attempt through the mind-link, his mental voice breaking. "Alpha King! Do something! Bare your fangs, at least! Are you really going to go home with this woman as her pet?" This time, there was a response. Lucian's voice was low and husky, yet it carried a disturbingly pleased tone. "Lucas, take your men and get lost. Don't interfere while I'm looking at my mate."

“You’ve never heard of the feral Alpha king?” She shook her head in pretense. “No, I haven’t. Just rumors and baseless talks.” “Well, the rumors are all true. The king went feral years ago. They need a pure-blooded breed of wolves to make his blood host, so as to subdue him and make him normal again. If it doesn’t make him normal, then it just buys us time until we find his fated mate.” “Fated mate?” Akira blinked. “How’s that possible? He is tied up in a cage every day. How is he supposed to find his fated mate from there?”

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.

It was just the two of us and I loved Kian more than anything else in the world. It was all bearable because I had my son. And I had thought that if I just laid low, all would be even more bearable. That’s what I really thought, living in a pack of uncultured wolves. But then my plans went over my head when Alpha Axel, the rogue King, laid his eyes on me. The infamous Alpha had a deep-end reputation of fucking every female species that met his fancy and I had somehow, unfortunately fallen into his line of sight. Deigning me worthy to be used by him, he wanted to make me his mistress.