Clash Royale Red King Novels & Stories

“You underestimated me, and that was the last time I let you do so. If you’re coming on board, you’re coming on board and playing by my rules.” “Your rules? Wouldn’t we be following the King’s rules?” Alpha Rover asked. The sexiest thing happened as Clayton revealed his true scent with the royal power in it. “I am the King.” Everyone around, Evan included, gasped before bending the knee to him, while I was downright turned on. “Of course, you’d do something that incredibly sexy when I can’t fuck you for it.” I was smirking as I linked him and he shot me a dark look with a low growl that pulsated straight to my core. “Behave Princess.”

But there was strain in his voice now. Real strain. The sanctuary was fighting him. Aria could feel it pressing against his power like two storms colliding beneath the same sky. Red warning sigils illuminated the chamber walls. ROYAL THREAT LEVEL ASCENDING. The words burned across the stone in ancient script. The King looked at them once. Then laughed quietly. Not humor. Disappointment. “So, this is how it ends,” he murmured. Aria grabbed his arm hard enough to stop that thought before it finished forming.

I force myself to scan the faces around the table, memorising the monsters I am trapped with. There is Gage, the Red King. He sits perfectly still, his eyes tracking every twitch of my fingers. You cannot lie to him. He spots a fabrication from a mile away. I tried it once, and he nearly tore my throat out for the insult. Beside him is Kaycen, the Black King. He is a weapon in a tailored suit. His line is famous for combat, moving so fast they react to a challenger's strike before the blow is even thrown. Then there is Isac, the Blue King. He is lounging back, a sickening smirk playing on his lips. The rumours say his kind can hold their breath underwater for hours, but right now, he just lo

“This bond will not cage you. It will not weaken you. And it will never be rejected.” I swallowed. “You don’t know that.” “I do,” he said. “Because I am not a pack Alpha.” My wolf stirred, suddenly alert. “What are you, then?” I whispered. “King.” The word echoed in my mind. Not just any king. The Rogue King. The ruler of the borderlands. The one whispered about in fear and awe. The Alpha who bowed to no council and no Goddess—except one. My knees weakened. “Impossible,” I breathed.

Across the reception area, through the clusters of guests and swaying couples, a man stands watching me. Even from this distance, I know who he is. Arthur Slater. The new Alpha King. He's tall, broad-shouldered, wearing a charcoal suit that fits perfectly. Dark hair, sharp features, and an aura of command that makes everyone give him space without realizing they're doing it. But it's his eyes that hold me frozen—silver, piercing, seeing too much. Our gazes lock, and the world narrows to just this moment. The mate bond slams into me like a physical force, stealing my breath. Heat floods my body, my wolf suddenly alert and awake in a way she hasn't been since I left Moonridge.

he worriedly said as he looked at Clad. “Shit, I am not done yet.” A number of footsteps were then heard coming not so far from where they were. ‘Ah, the reinforcements…’ Looking at Alex, he motioned his head to let him know that they had to go. “But how about him? ” He asked, pointing at Orlando. … “The king has arrived!! ” Declared by the guard as the king of Voneveir, King Allan, made an appearance with his body fully equipped with armor. “Where are they?”

He felt ashamed for suggesting an easy way out, but it would taint and harm my life and reputation. “We won’t always have easy decisions in life. Yet I will choose death rather than deny my heart and principles.” “I’m learning a lot from you, Alpha King. Thank you so much.” Red knelt and kissed my feet, a pledge of respect and surrender. I smiled and touched Red’s shoulder. “I’m glad you can learn something from me. Please promise me to protect Helena and Freya with your life.”

“The first time I met you in the forest, you were planning to run away from him, right? A weak and incompetent human...” Daphne glared at him. He didn’t have the right to bring up that night even if he was right. “I won't leave him now! Just you wait, he will beat you!” Owen shrugged, leaning back to lounge in the chair, “Oh, I'll wait. I’m counting on him coming. After all, we're the two remaining Royals.” She frowned. What did he mean by that? Was that their last name or was he talking about actual royalty?

"Your Majesty, the political implications—" "I said leave." "But the coronation—" Varek’s head snapped toward the lord, his eyes flashing a terrifying, unnatural amber. "There will be no coronation while my Queen is standing in front of me bleeding." The words hit me like a physical blow. He chose you because you’re useful. Elara’s cruel, desperate voice echoed in my head. Yet here was the Alpha King, holding the ultimate political victory in his hands, completely ignoring it because I was hurt. The generals scrambled. Within seconds, the heavy iron doors slammed shut, leaving the two of us completely alone in the echoing room.

The forest itself was enchanted, filled with tricks to throw hunters off course. This wasn’t just about strength. It was about instincts, strategy, and knowing exactly when to attack, or when to hide. Each team of Alphas led by the king were to enter into the forest through three individual entrances, and they were allowed to arm each other, but none of them were allowed to kill. Kaiden stood in front of his Alphas, some changed into wolves, and some in human forms, just like the other kingdoms. Kaiden’s kingdom was indicted by the Color Red. King orion of the North Kingdom was indicated by the color Grey. King Darious of the south Kingdom was Blue.