I Alone Am The Honoured One! Novels & Stories

She asks, brushing her thumb against the back of my hand sending delicious electricity through me. “I swear to love and honour the Invictus Pack and will continue to do so until I take my last breath,” I announce proudly “I, Alpha Amelia Dolivo, in the eyes of the Goddess, Morrtemis, declare you, Marcus Hayda, my Luna and Luna of the Invictus Pack,” she pronounces as her turquoise eyes start to glow.

With determination in her eyes and a sense of purpose in her heart, she addressed the gathered crowd, her voice steady yet filled with a quiet strength. "Thank you, my father, and thank you all," Isabella began, her words resonating throughout the hall. "I accept the honor bestowed upon me, and I pledge to serve the people of Adernia with unwavering devotion. Together, let us forge a future of unity, prosperity, and compassion." As her voice echoed, the room erupted into applause, a mixture of admiration and uncertainty mingling in the air. The journey ahead would be arduous, but Isabella was determined to prove herself worthy of the crown and lead her kingdom with compassion and wisdom.

Yaa Hayyu yaa Qayyoomu birahmatika 'astagheethu 'aslih lee sha'nee kullahu wa laa takilnee 'ilaa nafsee tarfata 'aynin. O Ever Living One, O Eternal One, by Your mercy I call on You to set right all my affairs. Do not place me in charge of my soul even for the blinking of an eye. He chanted this adkhar as he drove back home , he was too exhausted to go to work ... He called his manager on the way to inform him that he would not be at work until Monday. “I hope you are fine sir?” The manager asked. “Alihamdulilah... I just had some important things to do.” He said to him.

He says, his voice booming through the ceremonial hall, and we all rise. "Min Gudinne, min Mor, min hyrde. Skumring til daggry, sult til frelse, hater til ære og fødsel til døden, vår tro, kjærlighet, lojalitet og livet er ditt. Vi roser deg. (My Goddess, my Mother, my Shepard. Dusk until dawn, starvation till salvation, hate till honoring and birth till death, our faith, love, loyalty and life is yours. We praise you.)" Armando says the words in which we honor Hella, our Goddess, our creator. The entire hall recites his words, as do I. Nikki looks up to me, her brows a bit furrowed and questions in her big stormy eyes. I squeeze her hand gently, signaling now is not the time. Her eyes drop

"All you have to do is say yes and I'll take good care of you, I'll make you the envy of every girl here, you will be worshipped like a queen that you are. "Rebecca will have no power over you anymore." "You do know no one is allowed to use mobile phones right? I will give you back yours and no one will do anything about it." His hands slowly crept up to her waist. Kimberly suddenly coughed out wearily and moved away from him a bit. "Sir...I... Uhm.." She was totally short of words. "It's okay, I understand you are probably too shocked right now, so I'm gonna let you think about it, take your time but don't take too long," he said the only thing that Kim wished to hear that moment.

If they had seen the crown and recognized it earlier, they would have done that, but this time, they just saw it, and now, it is meant to be acknowledged. “All hail the woman who wears the crown of life because she is the mother of all, the breeder of peace, and the one who breathes into the clan and gives life to the clan!” They chorused. Amy looked at them with a very straight face and sighed.

Did she just say my portrait? I couldn't help but stammer, trying to find my voice amidst the overwhelming emotions. "I... I don't know what to say," I managed, my eyes still fixed on the empty portrait. "It's an incredible honor, one I never expected." I could see that she might have noticed my stunned look as she placed her hands on my shoulder before speaking. "You are my successor, Eden. I have helped you regain your life as a rebirth because of your usefulness!" The moon Goddess said.

Yes, baby, You are the ONE; the only ONE. ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪ I just can't finish it. Both of them start clapping like crazy fans. Yeah, both of them are crazy fans of IKha.

Then, to my surprise, one by one, they drop to their knees, fists over their hearts, and heads bowed. "We stand with you, our king," they declare in unison. The weight of their loyalty settles on me like a crown, a recognition far more profound than any coronation ceremony. This is the people acknowledging me as their leader, their Alpha. It is the highest honor and my heart feels strangely full. A genuine smile stretches across my face as I acknowledge their pledge. Tonight has been the biggest victory and now, all I need is to go back to my queen.

I thought inwardly to myself. But I stepped forward, shoulders squared, and took the podium with regal ease. The crowd fell silent. My voice, though calm, was laced with iron. "I offer my congratulations to Kyle and Lady Layla." I began, my gaze sweeping the room. "In a time of goodness, let us rejoice with our loved ones in unity." Polite applause followed. But then, as I stepped back, Maya stepped forward. Uninvited, unannounced, unshaken.