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I gag and grab my neck with both hands as she kicks my legs out from under me. "I am so sick of hearing the same shit! Are you a little boy? Do you still need your mommy to tuck you in at night? Are you not the Werewolf king? The guy who defeated the fairies and opened up the world for werewolves. You made it to where we don't have to hide. You invented a way to mass-produce livestock so we can eat without disturbing the delicate balance of wildlife. You recently made it to where werewolves can co-live with humans, and we no longer have to stay within this territory. You did all these things, but you can't grow the fuck up and forgive your parents? You can't form a bond with a woman specific

"If she tries to run, pin her. If she bites, bite back. But do not- under any circumstances let her out of your sight or worse- get hurt." "Silas, wait!" I reached out as he began to turn away, my fingers struggling to catch the edge of his coat. "Where are you going?" He looked back at me, his face a mask of cold, regal dominance. The softness and conflict in his eyes were gone. In his place stood the King of Rogues, not Silas. "I'm going to remind your fiancée why he should have stayed in the nursery instead of playing puppet King."

As I walk around the great room, it's obvious that certain packs in particular are missing- the Rogue packs. Instead of having different alphas for every pack, they are all run by a king who calls himself "King of the Rogues." I can't help but roll my eyes, anybody who chooses to go by that name probably has a bigger ego than Caleb. Nobody knows what he looks like since few have ever lived after encountering him, his reputation violent and messy. He never shows up to these events despite receiving the invitations. Most alphas would prefer him as a business partner rather than an enemy.

“I don’t mind as long as I can be with you. Please help me along the way.” “Always!” We could not choose what we would be in the beginning, but it would be good to walk down the road destined for us, though it should go through many heartaches and hardships first. It was my story with the Alpha King that I loved. - The End -

"Your Majesty. Listen, I - about Monica- , she is-" My stuttering was cut of mid sentence when I caught a faint scent of Rogues. We both became tense when I heard a loud bang. Then out of thin air five Rogues all jumped at once and attacked the King. I lay down my daughter to safety as both the King and I shifted to our wolves. Getting caught off guard the King fell on the ground. Five Rogues were on top of him. His pure white fur became red as it got tainted with his blood, I managed to pry off and kill one on top of him.

She shook her head left and right, not believing, she grabbed her phone on the night stand and tried to call Nathaniel but it went straight to voicemail, also Rachel's line. Am I alone? Am I truly alone? That's not possible. Kids love their parents unconditionally right? ******* After getting discharged Mrs King arrived back to her large cold mansion and at the center of the living room was a brown package for her. She took a seat slowly and opened the package, her nose flared up seeing the familiar book that was ending her life, THE CLAPBACK. She wanted to throw the book away but she checked the back cover seeing the book's about and details about Lydia the author. She opened a random page

"when you get back, we will organise a competition." "I don't want she-wolves competing over me," I said, the whole idea left me feeling dirty. I hated the idea of being forced to take a random stranger as a mate over my goddess chosen mate. The goddess made mates perfect for us in every way, so why should I settle. The King saw it differently. Since learning his mate couldn't have children he'd grown hard and resentful. Why the King of all people should have an infertile mate was a secret the goddess held onto tightly.

CLEO I woke up feeling empty. Just as they had agreed upon, I was brought to a different house just near the king’s residence. It was a huge place. My room alone was almost half of our old home. It was a luxury I never asked for. My life in my old pack wasn’t perfect and definitely not easy, but I yearn for it. I miss my mother dearly. A huge part of me just wanted to escape and go back, but I’d surely be captured even before I could leave this territory. If, by some miracle, I escaped, there were still rogues out there who wouldn’t hesitate to capture and sell me elsewhere. I didn’t even get the chance to check back on the rest of my pack members who were also brought here. I hope Alpha Sol

"The women you killed were innocent too, but that didn't stop you." "You're worse than your father," the rogue retorted. Rowan's smile broadened into a grin even as revulsion churned in his stomach. "Happy to impress." The air grew thick with the scent of fear as the rogue's sweat mixed with his blood. "Please," his voice cracked as the heavy door slammed shut. "He'll kill them." "Who?" Rowan inquired. His lips trembled. "The King." "Zeus?" The rogue began to shake. "No. The King of Rise."

She felt like she was going to be eaten alive if she looked into them for too long. "H-hello," she stammered, dropping her head under the intensity of his gaze. "My name is Kendra Wilder." "Miss Wilder, it is a pleasure to meet you," the other man, whose gaze isn't still consuming me, said as he stood up, offering his hand to her. She took it nervously, though she gave it a firm shake. "My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand."