Romans & histoires Human King

"My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand." "It's nice to meet you, sir," she said as she finally dragged her eyes up, in awe of his beauty as well. While she had been distracted by the King as soon as she walked in, the Beta blocking her view of him forced her to take in how attractive he is. She didn't even realize that she was still holding his hand, though no longer shaking it, until the King let out a soft growl. Beta Jax cleared his throat, turning to gesture to the man, who was now sitting rigid in his chair. "This is the Lycan King, Alpha Kenzo."

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

he threw back as he made his way to the door “yes love” mave threw back making his brother go “love why is he love?” consus said, he heard as mave purred softly “because now YOU’RE my king” “i... i am?” his brother stuttered back

After everything I woke up to this morning, I’m not sure I want to know more about him. Still, I say. “Go on. Tell me.” “Okay, I think you should know that the King has a harem—” “What?” My voice rises before I can control it. “A harem? As in… women?” “Yes—” I scoff. “Of course he has a harem. What else would I expect from a wolf? They’re nothing like humans.” My voice turns sharp as I list all the bad things I’ve heard about them. But Kie shakes her head. “The King’s mother, Her Highness Renna, is the one who created the harem.”

But suddenly their sweet moment was interrupted when someone entered the panting and catching his breath. "Harry? Where are you from and why are you out of breath?" The king asked. "Something came up lycans are attacking the kingdom their after the princess" The man called Harry said. The Queen gasped and hug her baby tightly. The king closes his eyes in anger and ordered his men to guard the gates. Before he leave he kissed his wife on the forehead and left. The scenario changed. I am now outside the gates. I gasped. Bloods are everywhere. I saw the king lying on the ground lifeless. I turned around, I saw the queen lifeless. No this can't be happening! I looked around Many are dead. Anger

The seven elders sat in a box of black stone above everyone else. The white haired woman stood when she saw us. She did not waste words. “Bring the King.” A gate on the far side opened and he walked out alone. Kaine. I knew it was him before anyone said the name, he was popular. His eyes had no warmth, or mercy. He wore only black pants. No shirt, no shoes and every muscle moved as if it was built for killing. The white haired woman spoke loud so everyone heard. “Kaine of the First Blood. Undefeated. Bonded to twelve Omegas before this day. All dead by his hand when they refused him.”

Her princess needed their information now. Upon entering, the two young women were met by the sullen king and his only daughter, who was at his feet pleading. The king of their great lands, King Romanov, appeared tired and defeated. The skin under his eyes seemed to hang a darker color, and his beard seemed to turn silver in some places. He had three permanent black lines on his forehead and his eyebrows seemed glued into a furrowed position.

, she says before explaining. "We don't help even if Moraeka sent you.", the dude says. "This is a wast-", I begin. "I understand that sir, I really do but this is quite important not only for us but also your people.", she states. "How?", he asks. Biting my tongue so I don't mess this up. "Simply, my mate is Kevin, who you know is a vampdragon. Now, you also know that he is the next king for his people.", she states calmly.

“My Lord I didn’t realize you were here otherwise I would have brought the girls another day to get fitted.” The King turned his head to look at Lazarus, at the same time his eyes were off to the side glancing at Jezzebelle. His hair was well managed and was well past his shoulders. You can certainly tell he was an ancient his ears were pointed and when he spoke he had an accent. According to her father he came from France. He also had frightening fangs. The older you get the more the Bloodthirst takes it toll. The King noticed Jezzebelle was looking at him or more than less was studying him.

And thus, the echoes of their shattered love resonated through the halls, a haunting reminder of a bond broken and a king forever changed. Henry, donned in regal attire befitting his title as the Alpha King, strode purposefully through the corridors of his magnificent palace. His authoritative steps echoed through the grand halls, commanding attention from all who crossed his path. As he neared the section where his closest friend, Edward, awaited him, a shadow of annoyance darkened his features.