Novel & Cerita Guardian King Of The North

Something flickered behind his eyes at the sound. “And yours?” I asked before I could stop myself. A pause. Then, “Ronan.” The name settled heavy in the air, carrying weight and authority. “Ronan… what?” I pressed. His lips curved—not into a smile, but something darker. “King,” he said simply. My blood ran cold. Lycan King. The ruler of the most feared territory in the north. The one packs whispered about in fear and superstition. The monster who answered to no Goddess and no law.

I all but pleaded. His expression didn’t change. I stepped closer. “I don't want to be just your little ward anymore—” “You’ll always be my ward,” he said firmly. “This—whatever you think this is—it can’t happen. It will never happen.” “I just want you to see me!” Something flashed in his eyes briefly, and was gone as soon as it appeared. “I see you. And I see my responsibilities towards you as your guardian. Nothing more. I will neither indulge your foolishness nor delusions.” His voice sharpened. “Don’t come into my office like this again. Ever.”

“You! Over there!” When we turned, I saw several men in armour spread around the gallant carriage. The carriage door slams open and a white haired gentleman with a shiny crown on his head appears. The Gentleman wore a well-embellished tunic with a gold-work thread. He also wears a stylish scarf and a mantle, on his chest was a shining rose of brooch. On top of it, he wore a surcoat

How in the world Aaron can even think straight, let alone deal with any of it, is beyond me. "Wait, why not?" Rose asks. "Does he send someone out to do his bidding for him? That seems a little dangerous, like your wires could get crossed." I shake my head. "No, nothing like that. When I was in the North, the king was busy, but it was more with domestic things than issues outside of his packlands." Her eyes widen. "Wait, have you met the other alpha king?" Oh shit.

The brown prince's aura was scorching in his royal red robe, his softly arranged black tufts back, and his hazel eyes staring at her deeply. Damontry took a deep breath and tried to control her rapid heartbeat, raising the sword and passing it lightly over his shoulder. "Oh, young brown William Jong-in.. I, Damontry Elgara, renounce my rightful kingdom and make you king of the kingdom of Guardion, protector of all werewolves..God bless your new king, people of Guardion." Jongin's eyes widened in astonishment, and all the people of his kingdom bowed in submission in the presence of their new king.

Ashton’s POV "What's that in your hands? Brenda?" Brenda opened her mouth. “My King, if you would just listen to me, This pouch contains....” She did not get to finish. A guard slammed through the side door, breathing hard. His armor was half on and there was snow in his hair. “My King!” he said. “Riders at the north gate. They have gold banners. The Aurion King is here. He is at our gates with two hundred men.”

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.

He looked like a man trying to fill a room that was already occupied by a giant. "Alpha Cade of the Northern pack," he announced, his voice booming with a forced pride. "And my Luna, Risa. We represent the shield of the North, the bloodline that has held the frost-lines for six generations." He stayed standing for a beat too long, trying to stare Kael down, to demand the respect he felt was slipping through his fingers. I remained seated, my hands folded in my lap, feeling the King’s gaze return to me like a physical heat.

Adrian exclaimed. "It's beautiful....but why does it look abandoned." Kyana couldn't help but ask since the palace looked too beautiful to be deserted. "Umm....that..-" "It is because it's the land of the guardians and is still in restraints, Kyana." Another voice said, and the two immediately snapped their heads towards it. "Greetings, my Goddess." Adrian greeted her respectfully, bending down on his knee, with his head hung down and a hand over his chest. "Greetings, guardian of the north, Adrian." The goddess greeted him back, making him smile.

"How do you feel? Let me go get the doctor." I tightened my hold on his hand to signal that I didn't want him to leave. "I'm not going anywhere, my darling Luna. I promise you," he pressed kisses to my palm. "I just want to get the doctor to look at you." I swallowed, trying hard to wet my throat and mouth in order to speak. "Who is out there?" I croaked. He glanced at the door and seemed hesitant to speak. "It's... my dad. The King of the North."