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narrated Claudia Luvin hellishly, viciously and cynically. “What are you guys planning actually?” hissed Hanny deeply frowning her forehead. “We serve our king... We serve King Richard Orlando Lie... Whatever our king wants, we must serve him by attaining it and giving it to him...” muttered Lisa Felisha with her quite relaxed fashion. “What? Whatever your king wants?” Sumico raised up a little bit her eyebrows. “Yeah, King Richard Orlando Lie wants you, Sumico... He wants you, the whole of you, your all, your everything...” answered Claudia Luvin fluently and eloquently.

Most kids get taught all about the kingdom and the kings in school before they are shipped to a pet shop or a blood bank. "No, the ruler of the vampires and shapeshifters are twin kings. Both born hybrid both vampire and wolf. Well technically they arent the kings yet since they havent found their mates yet but they run pretty much everything. The twin kings are the strong hybrids I'm the kingdom" Said reese to tammy then look back at mark. "The heathen is the ultimate hybrid with all their strength and none of there weakness, there is no way a common hybrid could kill it even if they were the kings" Snapped reese.

“And you think keeping distance protects her?” “Yes.” He laughed softly. “You are an idiot.” My jaw tightened. “This is not Ashcliff. This is Emberhold. I am king. My duty is to my people first.” “And she isn’t part of that?” “She is—” I stopped myself. Careful. “She is valuable,” I corrected. Kaelith’s eyes flashed. “She is not a resource.” “I did not say she was.” “You implied it.” I stepped closer to him. “You want honesty?” I asked.

Growling her name like a curse and a prayer while he spilled deep inside her. They stayed locked together afterward. Breathing ragged. Bodies slick. The hall stank of sex and blood and burned stone. A council elder dared approach. Face pale. “My king. The outer walls are breached in three places. They will return by nightfall with more numbers.” Kael did not pull out of her. Just turned his head slow. Silver eyes glowing. “Then we meet them in the field. Prepare the army.” The elder looked at Lyra. At the way she still clung to the king with her legs wrapped around him. Disgust twisted his face.

Alex asked because he knew Raf would go out of control if he opened his mouth. “They had fang marks. I think it’s the work of the Scorpion Clan,” Blake said while eyeing Raf, who was clenching and unclenching his fists again and again. “Enough of these petty games. The time has come, King, when we’ll take some action,” Vidhant said while eyeing Raf. During clan work, Alex and Vidhant refer to Rafael as King only. “Everyone in the Royal Clan is like family to me. They have killed our two warriors. Now they’ll see what happens when someone tries to hurt the people of my Kingdom,” Raf said in a dark tone.

I turn around and to my surprise it was none other than my right hand man, Clark. ‎"Greetings your majesty" He said with a bowl, "I presume you have confirmed all the reports about Princess Porsha" ‎"Indeed I have" I stated calmly, gently caressing a silver coin in my hand as I thought of the next course of action. ‎"So what do you plan to do my king, wage war on Vikland?" He asked through gritting teeth, his eyes blazing red with rage. ‎"Yes" I said still maintaining my tone, "But you are not to kill any innocent civilians"

I said, bowing my head to her as I felt a smack across my cheek. “How dare you call me a liar?!” Lydia screamed out, slapping me across the cheek again, and this time she had purposely used her claws, which bruised my face. I held my face with my hands as the blood dripped on my hands. “I’m really sorry, my lady." I managed to say with my head bowed as tears threatened to spill from my eyes. “Now what in the universe is happening here?”. Alpha Nicholas said from atop the staircase as his brother joined him.

His face pales. "Your highness I swear on my life I would never." "Good," I grit, my wolf forcing through, he falls to his knees under my aura as blood ooze out of his nose and eyes. "Because I will take your life if you do." "Alpha King." He cries in a strained voice.

Ulric said still trying to deliver a lost cause “The alpha decisions are final unless you want to impose the clash rule?” He responded to Ulric but for some reason when he mentioned imposing the “clash rule” he turned to look at me and I knew what ever that meant it was not good and as if to clarify my suspicion everywhere suddenly felt like a tomb when he mentioned the “clash rule”. Fuck! I thought

My fingers blackened with dust and soot as I moved deeper into the ruins. Histories. Deaths. Border disputes. Bloodlines I didn't recognize. Records old enough that the territories described in them looked nothing like the ones I knew. Nothing about the prophecy. I pulled another scorched book from beneath a collapsed shelf. Most of the cover was gone. I nearly tossed it aside. Then I saw the words pressed faintly into what remained of the leather. Royal Records of the Alpha Kings. I stopped. That was old. Very old. I held the book beneath the lantern's glow and carefully opened it.