Become King After Being Bitten Novels & Stories

~~Axel~~ The assault on me continued until I turned eighteen. Ian, on the other hand, had grown distant, and we barely saw each other. Even after turning me into one of his experiments, our father refused to let Ian become the sole heir to the throne. According to him, Ian had more blood to give, and I had to carry on his legacy as the werewolf king while he ruled as the supreme ruler. Every day was filled with agony, and I felt my life slipping away until it seemed I would die. Average werewolves could never survive what Father put us through—the knife cuts, the whippings, the way he fed our blood to his clones. No werewolf could endure that, no matter how strong. We only survived becau

We ran for our lives toward the final quest area. “Cap! There’s something around its neck!” Caesea shouted from a nearby tree. I glanced back. “It’s the final reward! Formation C! Jaelor, shift!” Jaelor became a massive brown wolf and lunged, biting the tip off one tentacle. The kraken let out an ear-splitting shriek that made me clamp my hands over my ears. “I’m going to cut you open!” I snarled. Pulling two daggers, I launched myself from a falling tree and landed on the creature’s neck, burying both blades deep. Purple blood poured out as I started sawing with everything I had, trying to free the reward.

Althea continued. “They met on a battlefield after she poisoned his supply roads.” Ben sat up. “I love her.” “Of course you do,” Mara said. Althea’s mouth twitched. “The Lycan king came to demand surrender. Amara offered him soup.” I blinked. “She what?” “Poisoned soup?” “No.” Ben looked disappointed. Althea leaned back. “She told him men who made demands on empty stomachs were poor company. Then she fed him and explained why his war strategy was foolish.”

The king yelled, rising to his feet immediately. "We have agreed with you since there's a way of getting an heir without a queen - You're a lycan, your royal Majesty, you rule the entire Werewolf Kingdom. The breeder we have chosen is a Tribid, she can't just get pregnant. Her body has to get used to yours only then will a connection be formed." The elders explained.

Alexis passed the baton to me with a slight inclination of his head. "We bite people," I replied. "Willingly." For the most part. "We have willing human donors who allow us to drink their blood in exchange for better health. You see, our bite can make a human turn into a Vampire if…well if we allow the human to die first, and if they take some of our blood as well. But for humans our bite is like medicine." I didn't say that our bite was also like a powerful drug. He didn't need to hear that. King remained quiet.

"Nah! Then I wouldn't have had the pleasure or the power rush, I just did as I took her innocence and then her life. Just remember if she wasn't so close to little prince Dominic over there she would still be here, well she would at least still be alive and if you all had listened to me, to begin with, you would have been prepared and my love wouldn't have died. Then none of this would have happened...." He is cut off as the king rams his shoulder into him. He had somehow managed to get away from the rogues that were holding him. It was then that I noticed that The King's eyes are bright red just like his; he manages to get on top of the second, sinking his fangs into the second's neck, taki

they all stood when I stepped in, my hands still had blood in them, and I knew they must be startled to have seen it. " Someone shot your king with a silver bullet." Gasps rented the air. " I want you to offer prayers to Selina, the moon goddess, do whatever it is so you can make sure he comes back," " We will your majesty," " Good," I spun on my feet, storming off. Lexis was back in no time with the bullet in his hands. " The werewolves, they did it," he stated when he was close enough to me. " Why?"

He was trying to force his way into power, laughing and holding a high priest as he tried to crown himself the new legal king following my absence. I could feel the hardness in him, the cold cruelty. He had already killed someone—I could recall it clearly with my powers. A few minutes ago, he had beheaded a man, and the shouts that followed had been loud enough to shake the pack. He was trying to coerce the people into recognizing him as Lycan alpha, as king. “Do you not see that my brother is missing? Do you want this pack to go on for days without a leader?” he roared angrily.

Before I could part my lips to speak again, her hand moved again. Gripping my chin with iron-hard fingers as she forced my face up, examining me like something rotten she’d found in the trash. “Listen very carefully, you filthy human,” her voice dripped with venom. “Because this is the only warning you will ever receive from me.” Her thumb pressed painfully into my jaw. “My son is going to mark Kenna as the future Luna of the Blood Moon Pack. That union is going to happen whether you like it or not, and you dare not interfere.”

“Are you hurt? Did they do anything to you? I need to get you to a doctor right away.” Kylie shook her head, still crying. “I’m okay… physically. But I was so scared. I didn’t know if I would ever see you again.” Aiden took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. He led her to sit down on the edge of the bed, holding her hands tightly. “Tell me seriously, Kylie. What happened that day? How did you end up in the hands of the Lycan King?”