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She announced. "Oh my, I have heard stories of your bravery all throughout the kingdom, I wouldn't dare fight you. You would surely win. I surrender to you oh great warrior," I said, bowing. Daerius howled and Maia cheered as he trotted around the clearing, his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth. I grinned and leaned backwards, completely content as I watched my children run around the clearing with my mate. I jerk forward when my back hits the cold bed frame instead of the rough bark of a tree. I turn around and swallow hard as reality hits me like a wave of stone.

As if attempting to recall the sensation of being complete. Beyond the boardroom, the workplace thrummed with normal activity. Within, two kings battled their history, their emotions, and above all, the irresistible fo rce drawing them closer.

I asked Elder Morgana. Damon interrupted her as she was about to speak. “Listen, everyone. I don't care who you are or what you are. I am the only one with the title of a king here. I am not just the alpha of a pack alone. I am the alpha king, and I demand total respect from all of you. It's one kingdom and I lead everyone!”

Rune turned, the thought of who it could be creating a stale taste in his mouth until he saw the lone frame standing at the center of his room, his brows knitted. "Kyra?" She stepped into the light, and in one pull of her ribbon, her hair cascaded down her head to her shoulders. Seeing her stand there while fidgeting with how to send her message wasn't what he was used to. Eating back one's words was a bitch. Approaching her, he couldn't do away with the grin. “Good evening, Princess, missed me?" She glared at him. "Oh, don't worry, I could think of a good reason you can rely on so you don't hate yourself later," he tilted his head back, "like, 'why go out for a good fuck when you got one a

Henry says, Archie nods before turning around and walks out of the auditorium. Henry clears his throat before leaning forward closer to the microphone, "It seems as though someone has been spreading rumours about my girlfriend. Let me remind you that I am the King of Crawford, my father may have tolerated it but I certainly won't allow people to disrespect me and my kingdom by making unsubstantiated proof, understood?" "But your highness – "Understood!" he says loudly. Mr Williams jumps and nods, "Yes, your royal highness." "Now, everybody leaves, we will continue this meeting at a later stage," he says and he sits back into his chair.

He said, turning to me once again. His eyes were so full of emotion, my breathing stopped once again. There was nothing but love, promise and desire in them. "And now.... You will be crowned queen. The queen of Lust." Adrian turned to the crowd again. "Our kingdom, with Gabrielle as queen, will be the strongest and mightiest out there. I promise you this. As your King and Queen, we will make sure no harm befalls on any of you. Our kingdom will prosper, grow and get rich." He promised with a strong voice.

This would throw me ten steps back, after I've made such good progress this week, with my purposeful touches of him in innocent moments, to the lingering stares. "Oh...No, I've been told I look like her, but no, I'm not her," I scramble. I hope it's enough for her to brush off. Usually I'm seen by the public wearing royal garments, and now, my hair is pulled back and I'm wearing gear Marek provided. "Right, sorry." The girl shakes her head, flushing with embarrassment. "I'm so jealous of her, aren't you?" I flinch. "Jealous?" She leans forward over the counter, grinning. "Married to a King. And so the hottest King in all the land, aside from Tyrien, obviously."

Marisol Reyes is the strongest fighter her pack has ever trained and yet still not enough. When her father's council rejects her as Luna material for reasons that have nothing to do with her strengths she leaves. She finds a healer's den in Ashworth territory, a family and an Alpha who looks at her like he's already decided. Kade Ashworth isn't confused about what he wants, he is just waiting for her to believe she's allowed to want it too. Her old pack isn't done with her and the truth behind her mother's death is about to pull her back into a fight she never chose.

The two men exchanged glances before laughing. "And that's exactly what makes this interesting," the second guard said. He was fat, broad, and his eyes carried a hunger that made my skin crawl. "The fact the King has abandoned you and you're leaving...So wouldn't it be a waste if we didn't get a taste of the pussy that's been driving the King crazy?" Fear shot through me and I immediately tried to crawl away but before I could move, the fat guard smirked and nodded toward his companion. "Hold her down, Zeke."

“The reason I took you down here was to show you these pictures. This way, you will be able to recognize them later tonight. This first one here is of King Carlo, father of Prince Marco.” Sabrina looked at the picture of the man and instantly saw the resemblance to her lover. He had the same nose and sharp eyes. In the picture, the King was seated on a golden throne with a red velvet seat. He was wearing a dark blue robe, with intricate yellow designs sewn into it. The King's hair was white, but just as thick as his young son's. It took her a moment, but she recognized one of the photos from her interview as him. “He looks a lot like Marco,” Sabrina whispered, just loud enough for Winston to