Became King After Being Bitten Novels & Stories

The Queen sneered; her breath blew his face like a sweet breeze, "I wouldn't have to be the Queen if he just obeyed my order, like all the other ones before him." "The King --" Erebus mumbled. Not even the Queen noticed, but there was a streak of light flew through his eyes. "He wanted to be a real king." The Queen chuckled, "Isn't that funny? Though the descendant of magic, he is now a werewolf. And werewolves, obey." Erebus pressed down the anger surging inside him and took a deep breath: "What did the King wanted?" The Queen's light snort became such a laugh that she barely could stand still:

Hurting mum was also, hurting him too. “Please…” I watched, thinking the Lycan king would stop but no, he doesn’t care about anyone. “I will treat her.” I begged and, mum fell to the floor like a mug. He handed a knife to me. “Do anything funny and, it will all be over.” He assured me. Overlooking mum’s weak voice protesting, I took the knife and cut through my wrist. The Lycan king watched curiously as I was able to heal mum with my blood.

Blake staggered back two steps, his pride slipping away like sand through his fingers. I took a deep breath and straightened my back before speaking up what I was yearning for a few days. "Blake, I reject you as my mate." He stared at me but I prefer to ignore him and walk away. *** After stopping the medication Ivy had prescribed for me, my depression gradually improved. Ava's health also got better day by day, and her rapid growth amazed us all. Watching her lively, healthy , I felt that all the hardships had been worth it. A year later, Logan became the next Alpha King.

What are you waiting for a beautiful looking witch said and the King thought that he will start from the beautiful witch Suddenly the beautiful witch felt an invisible force taking her towards the King Oh no,he is taking me away she panic and the others were surprised, she is the only highest rank witch there at that moment The King snapped her neck and she fell lifeless on the floor The witches attempted to run but Gavin attacked from behind and a fight started between them and the witches The King and Gavin fought like experts with swift movements,they ended up killing all the witches and the King looked back to see that his best and childhood friend Gavin had been stabbed with a poisonous

My knuckles whitened from the strain, as if I were clutching the last thread of life in the abyss. "I want them… to pay with their blood…" Samuel looked down at me from above. The corner of his mouth curved into a satisfied smile as he said, "Good. My pack has no room for cowards." The next second, he lifted his wrist and bit into his own vein without hesitation. The pure golden blood of the Lycan royalty, searingly hot and radiating absolute authority, dripped down. Samuel forced my jaw open and poured the scorching blood directly into my mouth.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Dua questioned, fear seeping into her voice. The maid opened her mouth, revealing her sharp fangs. Dua's eyes widened, her whole being trembling. "V...va...vampire?" The maid gripped Dua tighter, bringing her fangs to Dua's neck. Dua closed her eyes, letting out a loud scream. The door burst open, and in a blink of an eye, the King, Alexander was there. His hand gripping the maid's jaw tightly, just a breath from Dua's skin.

His leadership proved just yet compassionate, calming initial doubts. The days blended into weeks within those towering walls as I slowly mended, both body and spirit gradually awakening from their living death. True to his vow, the Lycan king—whom I now knew as Alex, — ensured me every comfort, yet asked naught in return save that I find purpose and solace among his people. Walks beneath the aurora's dance beside him did much to soothe unrest, and I found my smiles returning without my leave.

My silver light expanded suddenly, pushing the True King backward a single step. The cavern went silent. The creature stared at me… surprised. “You resist,” it said. “I choose,” I replied, breath shaking but voice firm. For a long moment, nothing moved. Then the True King smiled. Not kindly. Not cruelly. But knowingly. “Then the age of kings begins again.” My stomach dropped. Before I could react, the enemy Alpha screamed. Dark chains erupted from the ground, wrapping around the ancient wolves one by one. “No!” I shouted. The Alpha laughed wildly. “While you were distracted… I claimed the ritual!”

The guards barely glanced at me. I slipped inside, finding the Lycan King at his desk. He looked up, his golden eyes piercing through me. "Your Majesty." I dropped into a deep bow, my whole body shaking. "I... I need to tell you something about your son." He set down his quill, studying me with an unreadable expression. "Speak." "King Alex is our only choice," Freya whispered, squeezing my hand. "He needs to know what his son did to you."