Became King After Being Bitten Novels & Stories

Make me King and I will restore order in Aota. The king smiled. "I love you brother. You are a wonderful advisor, but you are not yet ready to be Said the King. Nicholas left the room angrily. In the evening of that very day, a bat entered the King's room. King Stephen was about to catch his sleep, but he awoke as soon as he heard what he thought was a regular bird enter through the window. The bat flew in front of him then began to turn into human form. The king panicked, he tried to scream but his voice could not come out. A woman in a black hooded gown moved stood in front of him.

I looked around as I heard the voices again. Am I going insane? No one was speaking, which meant I was only thinking about what had transpired in the previous few hours. It must have messed with my thoughts. "Bow to the Lycan King!" The bald man yelled at me. The Lycan king! Even though I had no idea what Lycan met, I understood what the word king meant. He was the only one who could save me from execution and possibly return me to my home. I ran towards the king's car without thinking, even though I could be crushed by it. I shouted for rescue as I threw my arms wide in front of his car. "Please," I pleaded. "help me. "

His lips found mine in a kiss that started gentle but quickly kindled into something hotter, hungrier. I broke away reluctantly, my breath coming faster. "We should probably go have breakfast and at least tell our families before the rest of the Kingdom." The thought of facing everyone with this new development was both exciting and daunting. A week ago, I'd been just Emma Maxwell, sister to Alpha Elijah, returned to the Blood Moon Pack after years away. Now I was mated to the Lycan King himself, my body and senses transformed by his royal blood. Theo chuckled, his breath warm against my temple. "Yes, probably. We can have breakfast with just them in one of the private rooms."

Every eye dropped to his swollen belly. An ancient elder with long silver hair named Thorne rose slowly. “So the rumors are true. The king has taken a male omega and already filled him. How many months along are you, boy?” Kai swallowed hard. “It has only been two days since the king… claimed me. Yet I look like this.” Murmurs erupted across the room. Another elder, a sharp-eyed woman, leaned forward. “Two days? Impossible unless he carries the forbidden blood. Is it true? Are you Eclipse?”

His eyes are back to their usual light brown, and he seems less menacing. The Lycan King, standing right before me, and asking me about my bruises. It can't be real. "You will let me mark you, little one," he says, and brushes my hair away from my shoulder, exposing it. A pleasant shiver runs through my body. No . . . I can't possibly be enjoying this. He starts to lean towards me, and his eyes burn a vivid gold again. His mouth opens slightly, showing powerful looking canines. A true Lycan.

It would also stop other species from attacking our new young king. All the fighting stopped as Eli walked through the crowd of vampires holding Victor’s head high. They had no other choice but to bow their heads to our son. It was the law. He killed their leader and that made him their leader! Eli wasn’t just the king of the lycans, but he was now also the king of the vampires.

Jonathan recalls the event, telling me in bits. I stay silent, letting him explain the whole scenario to me. His slightly red eyes anger me but it’s not his fault, I have to remember this fact. My fists are clenched at my side in an attempt to not lung at him again. “ After the compulsion, they all followed the enemy like puppets. I pretended to be under compulsion and followed them the same way. Eventually, we ended somewhere deep in the forest and there the King turned every single one of us into vampires. ” Jonathan sighs out, his posture stiff.

I was starting to think that finding out the truth of what happened to me may wasn't really something I wanted. "You were bitten. The doctor told you this?" I silently nodded. "But he didn't tell you what bit you?" A shake of my head. "You were bitten by a wolf. Specifically, a werewolf."

She whimpered, clutching at her leg twisted beneath her. “Stupid little bird,” Veronica spat, rising to her feet. “The hunter survived the King’s bite. The King’s bite! Do you fools understand what that means? No wolf, no human, no beast has ever lived through it. And yet she walks. She eats. She breathes our air.”

She gave him a drink that contained herbs that made him comatose. As the King cried out in pain, she then began chanting and running her hands up and down his body. The witch was reclaiming the magic he had stolen from other witches he had killed. Having killed so many witches and stolen their magic, he needed to feel the pain of that. Once, the witch had finished taking all the magic from the king. The witch continued to breathe dust into the king's nose. The dust made the King human. As a human, he would no longer remember vampires, werewolves, or any other supernatural being. After the transformation, the king fell asleep in exhaustion.