Novel & Cerita His Highness Male Consort

Their wedding was huge, and the people accepted him as the future King Consort, his father knew Vere was his son with a mistress that he was having an affair with because his wife was a chosen mate. So, he decided to reach out to him, knowing it would cause a rift in his marriage with his wife, his mistress was supposed to have had an abortion, but she didn't. They broke up, and she left town, eventually mating with Vere's stepfather, that is one of the reasons Vere was mated to a future Queen. He was technically a Prince by birth, so no one would question why a mere low-level soldier is mated to a Princess, not that it matters to us, love is love. All of us were in attendance and Aidan, alo

“But the law requires consent of the High Lords for the crowning of a Consort.” They didn't want me... It was written on all their faces. “The King is not present,” Lord Mark added. “To crown a Consort without his Alpha present is... unwise.” My fingers tightened together under the silk. They could do what they want because Xander was absent. I could feel them watching me and waiting to see if I would break. If I would run or beg. But no... I lifted my chin. “The King gave his decree three nights ago,” I said. My voice didn’t shake. “Any insult to Ashton is an insult to him. Are you insulting him, Lord Veyra?”

“Others.” Others. I turned toward him. “You’re being vague.” His jaw flexed. “The King is firm but fair. He will not embarrass you.” “That wasn’t my question.” His eyes flicked to mine briefly before returning to the road. “You’ll meet everyone at once. It’s easier that way.” “Everyone?” “My father has two wives,” he said evenly. “Queen Azura — my mother. And the First Consort, Vita.” So the stories were true. “And the children?”

he said, voice carrying clear through the clearing, “must be mistaken.” No. Not mistaken. Just cruel. The ground seemed to drop under my feet. Nyra stiffened. “Your Highness, the bond—” “I will not accept this…” His gaze flicked over me—plain dress, burned hands, stained hem. “…omega as my consort.” The words hit harder than any boot. Gasps erupted. Someone laughed. Someone else cursed. My mother’s hand flew to her mouth; my father closed his eyes. The silver thread between us snapped down to a wire.

First adjusting the air conditioning temperature and tenderly asking if she was comfortable, then taking advantage of red lights to kiss her ear intimately. However, when he looked at me through the rearview mirror for the seventh time, it was still my familiar yet strange face. He felt inexplicably unhappy, gripping the steering wheel so tightly it creaked. When we arrived at the autumn hunt grounds, he openly held Serena's hand and intimately introduced her to the Moonridge Pack's elite and powerful families. A Gamma friend of his joked: "Brother Marcus, you're really something. Worthy of being the Alpha heir, bringing both your lover and your fiancée to such a grand occasion." That friend

The coup was silent, swift, and absolute. Antonio stepped forward and spoke to the shell-shocked Alessio. "Alessio Moretti, the family council has decided to strip you of your title as Don, effective immediately. You will await judgment. In the interim, your lawful wife, Signora Isabella Moretti, will assume control of all family affairs." Alessio didn't resist as they led him away like a puppet with its strings cut. When the door closed, only Cassandra, Antonio, and I remained. "I... I was just..." Cassandra was pale and trembling.

Lilith: They’re all true. Nathan: Actual chills. Grayson gave Nathan an annoyed look. Grayson: Grandmama, may I introduce Their Highnesses, Prince Aaron Condor and Prince James Condor. Gentlemen, Her Grace, Lilith Hunter.

"I know Shan is careful, so how did it manage to reach their ears? " "When Shan came back, he was beaming with joy. He told me and his siblings about your relationship. It's been years since he admitted that he was into men so we didn't judged him. It was only recently that it was revealed that Shan was having a relationship with you." He explained. I hissed. "Damn them, who the hell ordered to put Shan inside that palace?! " I angrily asked. " Your distant relative, Mikhail Yang. He is currently the heir, the crown prince, thus having the authority to take care of everything regarding all the issues that goes around outside and within the palace. "

I looked away from her and at Orien who always had a solution to everything. His eyes were blank at first and then I saw the look I had hoped for. His eyes lit up very quickly. "She is His Majesty's consort. She was the dowager queen's choice. It was not official for peasants could not be consorts but the queen chose her. So yes. She is with his Majesty's child." Orien lied with the most serious look I had ever seen on his face. How he was able to come up with such thoughts within seconds was remarkable. I only hoped they bought it.

Aside from that, they also decided to become at peace with everyone and the werewolves. Everyone lived peacefully in their own dimensions two thousand years ago until today. And I'm happy that two vampires actually made it to my coronation, even if I don't think I invited them. "Thank you very much for your appreciation. What's the token?" I asked and glanced at their bodies. I don't think they're holding the token. "Well, the token is no other than my son, Prince Hendrix." Huh? "Please make him your consort, queen Alora." A consort? Out of the blue?