Her Wolf King Novels & Stories

Or do I just call him Alpha king or majesty? “Those wolves who… sniffed me earlier. What were they?” I ask. “Oh, the Fanguards. They are wolves who protect our kingdom.” Kie explains. “They live deep in the forests but if they sense an attack, they howls and it is loud enough to shake all the lands for us to hear.” I frown. “So, they can’t turn?” “No, they can’t shift.” She corrects me gently. “Shift is the word we use. They were born as wolves and remain wolves. When they sniffed you, they approved you. It means you are truly and utterly the King’s mate. There’s no mistake in it.”

Each wolf, with its sleek In the heart of the sanctuary, where the winds whispered secrets and the trees whispered tales, a formidable force emerged. Led by none other than the legendary alpha wolf, Arvandus, the wolf military stood tall and proud, their presence an indomitable shield against any threat that dared to encroach upon their sacred land. Arvandus, with his piercing amber eyes that held the wisdom of countless moons, commanded his loyal pack with an unwavering authority.

I mind link my men and howled rallying at my men around as they charged forward. King Edward and Alpha Kingsley and their men weren’t afraid, however. Alpha Kingsley suddenly shifted into his wolf form, a sleek and silver-furred wolf, stood at the front of his pack. He was flanked by King Edward who shifted to his wolf too with piercing blue eyes and a fierce determination in his gaze. They stood their ground as my men approached, ready to defend their territory. We collided with a deafening roar, claws, and canines meeting fur as the wolves fought tooth and nail. I ignored the lesser wolf and charged towards alpha Kingsley with anger, our powerful jaws meeting in a deadly embrace. We snappe

Dayne continued where I left off as he looked in my direction. "Hybrid?" Thyri questioned as she scrunched her eyebrows. "Lycan? But I thought the lycans died out a long time ago. So, you're wolf and lycan, I remember a large black wolf stopping me at the gate." "That was me, my love, that wasn't my hybrid form it was me in my wolf form. Because we are part of the Wolf King descendants, we are much larger than regular wolves. We have two forms, our wolf and our lycan form, we can still have children though they will be lycan as well." I began as I rubbed her back, I could make out the shock on her face and I so badly wanted to console her.

The werewolf warned Leah. "Wait a minute! What's your name?" interrupted Leah. She held the man back for a moment. The man turned his head as Leah's hand grabbed him. Oops! Leah hurriedly released her grip. She didn't want him to misunderstand her. "Jack," the man told Leah. "Jack, nice name too," Leah replied with a murmur. "By the way, is your leader a werewolf too?" she asked curiously. Jack glanced at Leah somewhat irritated by her stupid question. "Alpha is our leader here. Including the king in our kingdom. Do you understand?"

He instantly growled at the mention of Kyle's name. "It isn't him I smell on you. Your scent is rosemary flowers, and that's the scent I smell. It's a high-status royal blood scent. Only one wolf gets that smell every other decade, the Queen of Wolves." My eyes widened again. Surely he's mistaken. There's no way I'm the Queen of Wolves. There hasn't been a Queen of Wolves in decades. We only have the King of Wolves, and he never really shows his face anywhere. Then, a thought came to me. "Wait a minute… who are you?"

He knew it was merely a passing fancy, it was a bit overwhelming for a passing fancy though considering that he wasn't even attracted to men in the first place. He was still very young at twenty-four because werewolves were tougher than the average human, they also aged slowly and lived for far longer. He was free to enjoy his youth. The gates parted one by one for his car to pass by, guards standing at attention while the King drove in. He strode straight to his rooms, maybe if he locked himself in, he could escape his great aunt for the night. No such luck because she appeared at the top of the stairs just as he started up them.

his wolf was cut off as a tendril of red smoke curled up his front legs, binding him to the spot. "I learned this trick from Chad. If he can change his aura, so can I. I'm a Dark, remember. My human is special. I don't know many Darks, but what I do know is, my human is stronger than most others. Now we can battle if you like, but I've already won. What's your name? Tell me now, wolf!" Rex demanded. "I am,defeated. You are worthy of knowing my name, I am King." he bowed to Rex.

Richard realized he wanted the life his sister had and it was clear that she wanted his, the funny irony of life is that most times we craved something we might never get but it is okay to dream for hope is what keeps us going. The entourage came to a halt at the entrance of the magnificent Karak’s castle. It was flooded with both Humans and Werewolves, even some witches could be spotted among the ocean of people that had come to pay homage to the late Lord Haimi’s relations. “He was a Dolph,” Richard said as he embarked from his horse. “More of a Fridolf” Tyler said. “Why don’t I believe you guys?, because I believe he was a Conri” Zafira said as she drew her horse, heading towards the stab

--- The great hall was filled with wolves. They had come from every corner of the Dominion, from every pack, every family. They had come to celebrate their queen, to honor her victory, to share in her joy. The hall was decorated with flowers and banners, their colors bright and festive. The tables were laden with food and drink—roasted meats, fresh bread, sweet pastries, and flagons of ale and wine. The air was filled with laughter and music, the sound of wolves singing and dancing.