Novel & Cerita Alpha Kings Mistake

Then he slowly turned back to me with a dangerous look. He lunged at me with all his strength this time, but I blocked it and slammed my fist into him. Then I aimed lower and kicked him between the legs. He gasped, curling in pain, but I didn’t stop. I hit him again until he was groaning on the floor. Breathless, I sat on his chest, pressing the dagger on his neck. “Killing Alpha Rowan was the biggest mistake of your lives. You didn’t bury a ruler—you created one. A new Alpha is here. And this one doesn’t die.”

“That was a mistake, but it further confirmed what I already know. That I do not want to be with her.” “Your brother also felt the same way when he married Mia, but they are happier than ever. If given a chance, the alpha king would have made his whore the queen, and that would have been the greatest mistake. I made sure that didn’t happen, and that’s what I am doing now, securing your future.”

“Sia, this is a mistake, isn’t it? You chose me that day. The old Alpha King must have seen the wrong name.” I almost laughed at the absurdity of it. “There is no mistake,” I said. “The one I chose was Kaelan. It was always Kaelan.” At my side, Kaelan went still. When he looked at me, the surprise in his eyes was impossible to miss. Raine’s face darkened. He threw the scroll to the ground. “You’re lying. Everyone across the packs knows you loved me. How could you possibly choose that sickly cripple? The old Alpha King got it wrong.”

Everyone is holding their breath, instinctively knowing that they should tread carefully right now. I run my gaze through them, landing them on Pan, who had gone incredibly pale and sweaty, eyes averted from me. “Was it you?” I demand, eyes blazing in him.” He starts at the question before turning to look at me and immediately carrying his gaze. “Al… Alp-” “ANSWER ME!” I roar. I can feel the very ground tremble at the sheer force of it. Pan drops to the ground. “I am sorry, Alpha. It was a mistake. I swear-”

The Alpha prince grumbles and got up and marched towards the door. But not before stopping at William's side and saying through grit teeth. “I shouldn't see her! Or I'll kill her!” He steps out and slams the door shut… William bows. “Thanks Alpha King” “Just one week!” Alpha King said. William nods quickly…a small smile on his lips. “You're dismissed!” William gets up and rushed out. * * Alexa's pov *…can I have your number?* I shook my head and rolled my eyes as I watched Micah flirting with the cashier.

Fortunately for the royals, the Alpha King Maxton had shared the sentiment of despising her rather than begging for her to accept him and their fated bond because if he did, it would position the West as a weak region being ruled by a begging King. A knock came at the Alpha King’s home office, and he let him in. The general of the royal army stepped in courteously and asked, “Alpha, what sanction shall be imposed to punish the Woodbrick Pack; and the woman?”

My hands were trembling so badly that I curled them into tight fists to stop the shaking. I could still see him clearly in my mind. The First Alpha King. His knees pressed against the cold stone floor. His face was wet with tears as he begged desperately for the impossible. I had never imagined someone so powerful could look so utterly broken and vulnerable. The old woman hadn’t moved an inch. She sat quietly across from me as though she had all the time in the world. Perhaps she truly did. I swallowed hard, trying to steady myself. “So…” My voice sounded small and fragile inside the silent hut. “Every Alpha King has paid for his mistake?”

One line of text: "You killed the wrong brother. The real Alpha King is still coming." My blood went cold

I drift toward the edge of the reception area near the lake, champagne in hand, trying to breathe through the discomfort of too many memories, too many questions in familiar eyes. Wolves in designer suits and couture gowns cluster in groups, their laughter bright and effortless. I catch fragments of conversation—mergers, territory expansions, and whispers about the new Alpha King being in attendance. His coronation photos circulated through every pack territory just months ago—ruthless, cold, powerful. The kind of Alpha who commands respect through presence alone. The crowd shifts, and that's when I feel it—a pull, sharp and undeniable. I look up. Across the reception area, through the clust

"You could've sent a message instead of five wolves." "Could have. Messages get ignored a lot easier than five wolves standing in your front yard, and I wanted an actual answer, not whatever a messenger thought I wanted to hear." Something that might have been the start of a smile pulled at one corner of his mouth. "You're the Alpha, I take it. Wasn't sure Nightshade had gotten around to naming one yet — word's been vague on that point, on purpose, I'd guess." "On purpose," Wren confirmed, not elaborating.