Her Wolf King Novels & Stories

There is only one Alpha King when he comes to visit himself, doom is near. Alpha Alphonso is the Alpha King. His name alone is enough to make the strongest warriors and Alphas tremble. The Alpha King has conquered so many territories with such brutality and wickedness. Everyone knows that he is not to be messed with. No one dares to get in his path. He is known as the he-wolf who shows no mercy. He has killed so many alphas and made several functioning packs non-existence just because they stepped on his toes

Kyle growled, his brow furrowed. The man ignored him, pulling a badge from his coat—one carved with a golden wolf’s head. "By order of the Alpha King, Orion, I'm here for Althea." His cold eyes swept over the unnerved werewolves. "Our King is gravely injured and requires her healing." The Alpha King! A collective gasp swept through the room. The King of all North American packs. True royalty. The ultimate leader. His was a command no one dared to defy.

“Was her mother hundreds of years old? Get real!” “What I say is true, whether you wish to believe it or not.” “That is why the King calls. He wishes to inspect your wolf for the markings.” “Did he inspect you as well when you first shifted?” “Of course. Your wolf is said to be the savior. Only a King may hold such a title. For any other wolf to claim that is an act of treason.” “Which I would guess is punishable by death?”

King of the Wolves is able to connect to every wolf with his mind. His aura is strong enough to feel from long distances. The White Wolf is the largest and strongest wolf in known history. The King has accelerated healing capabilities and can only be killed by a pure silver stake to the heart. There have only been a handful of White Wolves , most are born in times of war or disharmony between the werewolf communities’. I had always wondered why I was born in this time, I knew there had been some trouble in our pack but nothing that would require a King. Perhaps something else was coming that I had to stop. Seeing how powerful the special wolves were made me nervous about my wolf though, esp

Seeing that we were not getting anywhere, the king shouted from his lodge. "SHIFT!" and the crowd is heard in a great sigh. We both look at each other and then at the king and approving his command we transform at the same time. Alpha Fernandes' wolf is huge. But Athena does not bother even in the face of such an alpha. She is just as big, maybe even bigger than his wolf.

It was a beautiful and lovely big wolf. Everyone was memerised at the sight of his wolf. He was the legendary black wolf everyone has being waiting for. He was the alpha of all alphas. "awoooooo! Awooooooo! Awoooo! " The pack was beginning to yell after him even though they haven't shifted. The crowd calmed down after some minutes of noise. After about thirty minutes of some inaudible words form the witch and some other people the time came and the prince was crowned the king.

The power, the respect, the silence that followed. Suddenly, a strong dominance rolled through the place. Every wolf froze as a strong scent rolled through. My wolf turned toward it, her ears twitching. The ground trembled softly under his steps. And then he appeared. The Wolf King. “Enough,” his voice thundered, echoing through the trees. “You dare kneel before her?” The wolves flinched. My wolf didn’t. She straightened, meeting his gaze head-on. “You have forgotten who your true King is,” he snarled, walking closer. “No one replaces me. No one commands my kind but me.”

Idris did not believe it. Andrius did not answer his question, and Severus made a motion with his hand. “Wolf King!” The soldiers cried out with as much respect and enthusiasm as they could. “Wolf King!” “Wolf King!” “Wolf King!” Their roars resounded through the sky, powerful and fierce. As for Idris... It was at that moment that he felt complete despair. It turned out that Andrius was the Wolf King of the Lycantroops in the west.

This was unnatural! After a while, a large and ferocious-looking wolf appeared beside her. Wait, why is she with that animal? From what I learned, the wolf in front of me is known as King. He's the most savage wolf in the world and can only be found in the vast forests of Africa. No one has ever succeeded in capturing him, and if someone does manage to find him, he disappears from sight in less than a minute. "Who are you? What are you going to do to me and my son?" I asked angrily. I glared at her, but she didn't flinch.