Her Wolf King Novels & Stories

The king declared and swept her off her feet, and took her away with him wherever. **************** A few days later, in a certain werewolves kingdom, The King of rogue Alphas stamped his feet against the floor for the tenth time. This is never going to happen. How is it that he wasn't aware of it till when it was all swept off? “Who told you that the King of the Alpha is having his mating ceremony tomorrow? And how sure are you that the she-wolf, his mate, was the legendary white wolf?” Rogue Alpha Jonas growled. He remembered the story of the white wolf, her death and her promise to return. She promised to return to destroy the rough pack and bring them all under her. She was an archenemy

“If they’re hunting the Adele’s blood, they’ll go for him next.” Bram nodded once and left down the stairs. The wind cut across the stone. The moment he kissed returned in full force making us alone in this wind, warm and dangerous. I could feel my wolf leaning toward him even while the rest of me tried to pull away. “You shouldn’t have done that,” I said. “The pack already calls me a witch. If the elders hear about this, they will use it against us.” “Let them.” Rowan’s voice was low. “I am already losing the kingdom. The army is at the pass. The mania is eating what’s left of my mind. The only thing that still feels real is this.”

A pack of heavy royal horses and massive black wolves comes charging up the main avenue from the castle at breakneck speed. At the very front rides a giant, coal-black wolf with blazing crimson eyes. Kieran's wolf slams his paws into the snow, skidding to a sudden halt mid-stride. His crimson eyes widen to their limits, his breath catching in his throat as he witnesses his long-lost queen standing before him, radiating divine silver light, leading a pack of rogues in pure, magnificent majesty.

She steadied my teetering body. The scent she carried, that of a high-ranking wolf, once filled me with awe and comfort. Her eyes were reddened as she hugged and cried with me. She whispered in a volume only I could hear, mixed with the secret language of the werewolves. "Sas, my dear, I believe you. None of us would mistake Jordan's scent! That bastard, how dare he do this?"

The rogue wolf sprinted toward me. My body froze. Every instinct screamed at me to run, but my legs refused to move. The creature’s yellow eyes burned with madness as it lunged, jaws wide enough to tear through bone. I braced for the impact. But it never came. A massive black shape slammed into the rogue mid-air. Kael. His wolf was even larger up close. Power rippled beneath his thick midnight fur as he tackled the rogue to the ground, his jaws snapping shut around its throat with brutal precision. The sound that followed was sharp and final.

Her wolf form appears outside the doctor’s hut—light brown fur, liquid gold eyes, snarling as she leaps into the forest. I can’t worry about her right now. The only thought consuming me: who will be the new Alpha?

Important wolves from across the territories. The King sat on his throne. When he saw us enter, he stood. "Alpha Gray. Sacred Maiden Aurora," the King said. His voice boomed across the room. "Step forward." We walked to the centre of the room. Everyone was watching. I felt exposed. Nervous. "You both fought bravely against the Shadow Clan," the King said. "You protected not just your own pack, but all wolf clans from destruction." He stepped down from the throne. Approached us directly.

I had a bad feeling that something was going to happen, but I didn't know what. “Queen Luna, we have a problem.” I turned around to see a very disturbed warrior. “What is it?” “Rogues surround the pack and their Alpha demands an audience with the King, but he is absolutely nowhere to be found, and we aren't allowed to mind link him." My eyes widened. “Take me to him.” “I'm afraid I can't, his highness…" “I said, take me to him.” “This way.” I followed the warrior as I held my head high. I might be human, but it wasn't the first time that I was dealing with rogues. If they wanted to attack, they would have, but what did they really come here for?

my father inquired as the mysterious man rose from his seat, striding into the light. Finally, I could see his face. “Duncan Blackwood, the Wolf King.” the man declared, leaving me breathless. My father and the other Alphas dropped to their knees in submission, shock etched across their faces. I felt a chill run down my spine as I realized the stranger who had betrayed me was the Wolf King. What had I just gotten myself into? My thoughts raced with dread as the reality set in. I was now bound to the most feared and powerful man in the realm. Just as his piercing gaze locked onto mine, I knew my fate was about to take a dangerous turn.

She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen. Lucia jerked away to earth, panting heavily like she had just run a marathon. Strange, she could remember everything she discussed with her mother. In almost all cases, she barely remembered what took place in the dream. That was a sign... The Witch-Wolf is about to be born... "And where are you headed, Jackson?" A voice trailed him as he sauntered through the thick forest after the meeting of his pack in the forest. He felt heavy because like all other times, he had been frustrated, insulted, and used.