Claimed By The Wolf Kings Novels & Stories

"The Elder Wolves have arrived." The room instantly fell silent and my expression darkened. Of course it would!, just when I thought this day couldn't become any worse. The ‘Elder Wolves’, the self-proclaimed voices of the Moon Goddess. The highest authority among wolfkind. Kings answered to them, Alphas answered to them, even I had to tolerate them and I hated every second of it. My fingers tightened around the armrest. For years I had built my own kingdom, my own power and my own army. Yet a few old wolves could still summon me like a child because refusing them wasn't simply disrespect.

“I don’t want another day without you.” He held her as the wolves gathered around them. And for the first time in a very long time, Aria felt that she was exactly where she belonged. ⸻ The following weeks changed the kingdoms forever. The Keepers were brought before a council made up of representatives from all six Alpha clans and the surviving White Moon families. They could no longer hide behind their masks or their claims of ancient authority. Their crimes were revealed: the theft of the original power, the destruction of the White Moon sanctuary, the manipulation of the bloodlines, and the generations of lies used to keep their control.

“I’m shocked by this revelation, Candy. Now we have to hope Anderson is only human.” “Exactly. He can’t even be a hybrid wolf in this city. That would be even worse. Wolves still have the right to clemency, but hybrids don’t.” “Yes, like the old rule for everyone. And if there is a betrayal between two Alphas, they settle it through a fight in which only one can survive.”

His concern emerged courteous and precisely worded. “Majesty.” He let his gaze drift to Danika. “I am relieved to find you unharmed. Though I confess confusion. An unknown wolf, found outside palace walls not three days past, lies wounded in your heir’s nursery. Your son rests in her arms rather than with palace staff.” He paused, allowing the silence to carry weight. “Has anyone considered that this stranger, who is already familiar with Concord enforcement matters, might have created the distraction that permitted killers through the window?” I turned from the window. The cold from the breach pressed against my back, but my voice came flat and surgical. “Danika. How did you recognize the e

He said before he left. ‘I want us to fight for the throne, Katharina, since I don't know if I can find our mate. Having the king as a mate is not a bad idea at all.’ My wolf said. ‘What are you talking about? We cannot do that. Our mate is maybe out there looking for us also.’ I said. ‘I'm just giving you an option. In our world, it's not easy to find our other half.’ She said. But I know myself. I will give my best in this, but I don't want to become a Queen. No one can change my mind.

"Oh! Is that how you welcome me home father? After many years of sending me away and now the first thing you noticed about me is my late arrival to this meeting at this very morning." I followed his gaze and did not move a tiny muscle surrounding my eyes when I walk closer to sit at the empty chair across him in the table. I'm in for the challenge but he never responded for a couple of seconds so Maleficus starts to discuss the plan on the table. He is good with pretending that nothing happened. "Gentlemen of the Royal pack, we have known that the wolves who hurt the people in the City is non other than the wolves who refuse to recognize the Alpha King and the Moon Goddess. They call themsel

When he finally reached me, he stood next to me, his face showed pity and sadness, yet his eyes held an expression close to pride. “I, King Alexander, King of the werewolves, stand by and support Alpha Lamia’s claim. This territory is outside of the wolf kingdom and is now under her rule!” He stated. “She has killed the rogue king and she will keep what she kills. This is the law, this is our way.” He finished.

Her genuine interest in their stories and concerns endeared her to the Lycans, further strengthening their loyalty and support. The noble werewolf kings, gathered in a circle, engaged in deep discussions, their voices filled with respect and admiration for Uriah. They shared tales of ancient battles, offered advice on ruling a kingdom, and expressed their hopes for a harmonious future among the packs. The unity and camaraderie displayed by these leaders served as an inspiration to all, reaffirming their commitment to peace and prosperity.

Klara was desperately battling her wolf back, she had never known her to be this strong and dominant, the two sides of her mind in a silent battle to the outside world while she could only witness her wolf goading the King… the King of wolves! A descendant of the original wolf. She was panicking as she battled, desperate to take back control and grovel for his forgiveness at her disrespect.

I pursed my lips, but the chief went on, “No, Aria, it would not be a war. It would be an eradication. Your little pack, with your quaint ‘traditions’ and pretty jewelry, would be swept off the map within a night. The other packs won’t come for you in time, if they come for you at all.” My heart lurched, but I refused to show it on my face. I knew that his words were meant to scare me, and although I hated to admit it, it was working. He was right, after all. We were divided, and there were a whole hell of a lot more of them than there were of us in just Moonglow. Maybe that was why I said my next words. “You’re mistaken,” I said, taking a step closer to him. “The werewolves will unite. In f