Guardian King Of The North Novels & Stories

“We don’t ‘see’ ourselves as anything. We are. There are six guardians chosen by the Moon herself—tasked with protecting the Blessed Luna from any darkness that seeks her.” Lucian frowns. “Six? Where are the rest?” Before Nathan can answer, the front door slams open. Adrian walks in like a damn storm—loud, angry, impossible to ignore. And just seeing his face sets my blood boiling. He’s always had everything handed to him. And now they say he might be the Alpha King? I always thought the tales of the Blessed Luna and the Alpha King were just that—stories. But watching Syra’s tail twitch excitedly at his presence, her entire wolf form practically radiating at his nearness? Yeah. The universe

I motioned him to kneel and he obeyed. "I, Alpha Alexander Adam Auroras, declare you Antonio Erik Auroras, a member of the Northern Lights Pack," I said before I felt his teether to me snap in please by the pack link. I wished there was a way to make him my rightful heir but he wasn't my son by blood, he would have to fight me for it when the time comes. "Now let's go home," I told them. ***** River POV;

I wanted to ask more questions, but I felt he wanted to say more, so I remained silent, suppressing more sobs to come out of my throat. “Adelaine is my guardian. And we crossed the line.” “Guardian?” My forehead creased. “Every ruler of the four kingdoms was given special guardians once they stepped up as Kings. It is a gift from the Lunar World bestowed to rulers of the wolves. Sometimes, these guardians appeared the day they became King, and sometimes, they appeared later in life. I was given it later in life. These guardians were mostly men, but there were times a female was given.” “You were given a female.”

Recognition struck me instantly. The face matched countless statues. Countless carvings. Countless visions. My breath caught. Beside me, Kael froze. Because standing before us was the man history called the Guardian King. Ardyn. The first ruler of the First Kingdom. The founder of everything. And judging by the blood covering his armor……. he had just come from the battle protecting the final seal.

Immediately, Kaelen was at my side. The huge rogue Alpha stepped backward, putting his broad body directly in front of me. He became a solid wall of muscle and steel. Kaelen raised his heavy sword, pointing the sharp tip right at Cillian’s chest. "Don't you dare come close. Stay back!" Kaelen roared, his voice echoing off the rocks. But Cillian did not even look at Kaelen’s sword. He completely ignored the deadly steel pointing at his heart. The great King of the North simply dropped. His knees hit the bloody, freezing snow with a heavy thud. He looked like a shattered and broken man. Tears spilled out of his golden eyes, washing the blood off his pale cheeks.

His snarling beyond the door, had everyone in the bailey backing up. “Looks like he might come through them!” A man in the bailey shouted. Oh, no. My stomach sunk as I watched the door rattle again and boards at the top splintering. Surely not. “Reinforce it!” The wizened Captain of the Guard appeared before directing. “Get the King indoors!” An old man I’d later discover was King George of Enderon Kingdom, guided me through the doors. Gently walking with me tucked under his arm and within his robe.

Chapter 3: Blades and Bonds The crisp northern air carried the promise of coming snow as the days in the Northshield village settled into a steady rhythm of preparation, training, and quiet moments that strengthened the ties between me and the three kings. My life as a captive had transformed into something far more complex—a role that blended duty, desire, and a growing sense of belonging. The brothers—Gunnar, Leif, and Erik—treated me with a balance of commanding authority and surprising tenderness, their presence a constant source of strength amid the gathering storm of conflict with rival clans.

“You assholes can quarrel all you want after we’ve received the reward money on your heads. But for now—shut the fuck up.” The place was silent for a moment, and then he ordered one of the men. “Black, tie her up.” He tied my hands behind my back and then ordered them to take us away. “I hope you know you’re not getting any reward money?!” Drax muttered. “You guys are rogues, right? Yeah. The Alpha king has zero tolerance for rogues. He wouldn’t even listen to you. Besides, what if the other bounty hunters find out that you’ve caught us? You think they’ll just let a bunch of worthless rogues collect the money they’ve been working weeks for?”

That said, she did not allow her fear to appear on her face as she let out a scoff, “Hah! Jebediah, oh, Jebediah. It seems to me that you don’t know how powerful my supporters are, don’t you?” “Huh?” Jebediah was dumbfounded. “What are you talking about? Your supporters? Are you talking about Garrison, or are you talking about Zach?” “Nope.” Charlotte turned her head around to look at Jebediah, her brows furrowed. “My supporter is the Night King.” The Night King—the controller of the black market! A man who only existed in legend! Upon hearing the man's name and thinking of the rumors about the Night King, even Jebediah, who had seen and experienced a lot, could not help but shiver.

"I'm sure it's not to show me some skin." Her smile faded. My brows furrowed. "No, it's not..." She twisted her fingers together. After taking a deep breath, she started an informal tone that was similar to business-like. "You know, I was with your grandfather?" Yeah, she visited him twice a month. I nodded, awaiting her response. "Well, we have a situation. The North Kingdom is experiencing difficulty." My ears perked. My frown deepened. "What do you mean?" "Their King has been killed and their Queen has been captured."