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He pulled the linen free and set it on the table. Corvin did not touch it. He read it where it lay. Elowen watched Corvin’s eyes move over the words. Kill the king before the coronation anniversary. Elowen saw something change in Corvin’s face, subtle but unmistakable. It was not surprise, he had guessed it when he saw Elowen's pale face. It was a hardening, the quiet shift of a man accepting that a blade had always been aimed at him and had finally been named.

He rasped when his whole length was finally in me and I chuckled before kissing him on the lips. "Yes my king" THE END I'm not really good with endings so yeah :) Please check out my other book; 'KING MICAH: World Beyond The Ruins.' It's about the son of Celeste and Elijah.

Laleh was the perfect ally—fueled by vengeance and with nothing left to lose. I found myself in the dank, dimly lit lair of the Rogue King, a man as notorious as they come, but even notorious men have their prices. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and the barely concealed fear of his minions. Perfect. "Alpha Leo," the Rogue King greeted, a wary edge to his voice. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" I leaned back in the rickety chair he offered, making sure my disdain for the surroundings was clear. "Straight to business," I said, my voice dripping with authority. "I need a favor—a destructive one."

As I headed towards the stairs, I saw an older man I’d never seen before, but the resemblance to Kalen was undeniable. “Ah, you must be Alyssa,” the man said, his tone friendly. Okay, so he knew me. “Uh, yeah. I am.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Rogue King Elijah.” This was the rogue king? I stood there, stunned for a moment. He looked so normal. Like any other man. For some reason, I’d expected something more. Something more… conniving, wicked, tricksy. Yet the king wasn’t any of those things. Realizing I was staring at him, I snapped out of my daze and said, “Oh, hello, pleasure to meet you too.”

“Just saying I feel the tension pouring off you, Soren.” “I’m tense because this isn’t how this was supposed to go.” “You thought she’d just let this slide?” “She’s a royal. She has an endless supply of money–” “You know who her grandfather is, right? King Ryatt? King of the Rogues? Shadow King of the Roguelands? He’s the reason we’re not under the yoke of the old kings anymore. He was a slave, like us. You think he lets the women in his family forget where they came from and how easily their life of luxury could be taken away? I don’t think you’re giving the princess enough credit.”

Ragnar was on the very verge of losing it. Every cell in his body was in a huge fury, roaring, burning to bite the old king’s head off, to shred him into pieces, and to burn him into ashes. He wanted his blood on the scene, and wanted the whole world to know what a despicable cowardice their respectable king was. But he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t afford to lose it right now.

A body explosion filled the room, the king's body exploding into pieces and bits and the sob left me as I sobbed out one word. "Beast!"

“came in handy. The crowd of freed prisoners watched in stunned silence. What was happening right now was almost unbelievable. The Rogue King’s body trembled as black veins crawled up his neck, spreading like wildfire beneath his skin. He reached for the shard, fingers trembling, but the moment his hand touched it, it burnt him badly. A sizzling sound filled the air and smoke rose from his flesh as it burned away. He screamed as he slowly burned to ash and a gust of wind blew away his ashes. I barely managed to keep my footing as the air sizzled and the smell of burning filled the space. I had killed the rogue king. Finally, I did it. Silence followed. Heavy, absolute silence.

“This one is mine. Or have you forgotten that my rank stands above yours?” Kane bares his teeth, ready to strike back, but another voice cuts in coldly. “That’s nonsense, Alpha Rivers. You’re nothing more than a low-ranking Alpha compared to me. By rule, the girl belongs to me.” The argument grows louder while I just stand there frozen, naked and trembling, my mind struggling to understand why powerful men are fighting over someone like me. Then my eyes lift. And meet his. Lycan King Raegon. My knees weaken instantly, dread flooding my veins so fast I feel dizzy. I drop my gaze at once, unable to face him. I’ve never felt so exposed, so humiliated, standing bare before such a gathering.

“Who the fuck did you think you are? You don’t just appear here and Lord it over me, do you know who I am?” “I don’t want to know who you are because your existence will be as good as non-existent if you don’t back off from her.” Brake's husky voice came up and the more he took a step closer to us, the more his eyes were burning, I could feel his rage, which was going to burn them. The rogue king burst into laughter. “Get rid of him while I get the girl.” The rogue king ordered, not paying attention to Brake, I don’t know which of his men he is talking to because my thoughts were occupied with saving myself.