I Became The King By Scavenging Chapter 41 Novels & Stories

My eyes scanned the cluttered space, taking in the old books scattered everywhere, with human skulls and bones and various vials and bottles until they landed on Ivanka. Reclining in an indoor hammock, dark robes pooling around her legs, lips curled into a dark smirk, Ivanka looked like a weird witch from the 15th century. When our eyes met, she smirked even deeper and tilted her head as if amused. “Well, well,” she drawled, eyes gleaming with cruel delight. “Look what death dragged in. I think I owe the reaper a gift. Anyway, didn’t you banish me, oh mighty king? Took the roof over my head, cast me out like a common rogue…and now you come crawling back? What brings the mighty Lycan King to

I could smell their fear, it was thick and intoxicating, feeling the whole room. “Wait, wait!” I watched the two remaining lackeys with dark calmness, their eyes widening in recognition. “You... you’re him,” one of them stammered, stumbling backward. “Yes,” I replied, my voice cold and measured. “I am him. I am the king. No one takes from the king.” My eyes darkened. “Now, how do you two plan to atone for your sins?”

I looked away before he could read it in my eyes. “The world is not a kind place, not even for a boy; I became the Alpha King at the age of fifteen. Taking the crown was a risk; I was always a target. I was forced to learn the hard way, so it was… necessary.” He passed me my dagger. It was the very one I had thrown at Grayson. “How did you get it back?” “It was lying on the floor; it was no hard task.” “You know what I mean.” “I know what you mean. And I think you should eat. We will talk later.”

“If we want to prevent the tyrant king’s release, we’ll need to face the Rogue King himself. Cut off the head of the rebellion before it grows teeth.” My mouth went dry. Meeting a king… of rogues, no less. A man who ruled madness. But then again, hadn’t I already faced worse? Vampires. Lycans. Bloodwater. And if I was honest, a selfish thought lodged itself deep in my chest. If I helped them save the world, maybe I could finally earn the life that had been stolen from me. I took a breath, steady and sharp, and nodded. “Then let’s end this before it ends us.”

“He’ll wake soon.” I nodded. “He’ll wake to a different world.” She tilted her head. “And what will he wake to find?” I met her gaze, voice steady. “A queen who’s already paid the price.” Outside, the night was still. No gunfire. No screams. Just the quiet pulse of something rebuilding itself from ruin. The king slept. The vulture plotted and other mafia lord. And I…Emilia …was done being anyone’s pawn. From now on, I would be the hand that moves the board.

She however noticed something,if she had ignored it before,now she could no longer. The shelves were arranged in a manner that looked like something was being spelt. It was too sequential to be ignored. M....I...D....A ....S. Again? The same word? What does it mean? She walked back to the book more curious than ever,she didn't even bother sitting on the chair, she opted for the ground instead. She crouched down and placed the book on her lap. She started flipping through it... She thought she saw something like Zemia. She flipped back, and truly there it was... Zemia; the king of midas... King of Midas? What was that supposed to mean?

My body started to give in, too weak to keep struggling. Then— A loud crash. Suddenly I was on the floor, coughing, air rushing painfully into my lungs. My chest burned as I tried to breathe again. I looked up. The king had arrived. He had pulled Kai away from me. His hand was rapped around Kai neck choking him, Kai was struggling in midair I pressed my hand to my throat, trying to steady myself. Then I heard the king’s voice, low, dangerous, filled with something that made my blood run cold.

Chapter 3 Ivy's heart pounded in her chest as her eyes fixated on the scorching hot knife placed menacingly before her. After enduring torment for three long days, she had been trapped within these walls, subjected to relentless torture. The guards, relentless in their pursuit of a confession, taunted her once again. "Are you ready to confess now?" they sneered, their voices laced with malice. Ivy struggled to comprehend why they believed she was the thief who had targeted the king's precious jewels. Defying her weakening voice, she mustered the strength to assert her innocence. "I didn't do it," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Andre The king arriving brought my game to a swift end. That much was clear, but I still had to save my pack even if I couldn’t be saved anymore. I was sure he would kill me, so I ordered my beta to take over the pack and make a run for it. The king arrived so suddenly, that I wasn’t sure if he had a damn army with him or not. His soldiers could already be on their way to wiping my people out, and I wouldn’t know it!

"The director kept his registration a total secret from our public relations team, Darius. My hand is literally shaking against my leathers." "Do not let the stray or the champion perceive your weakness, Nyra. Keep your chin high." "I am fine, brother. In fact, I am glad he is running in this trial. Before the final moon sets over this arena, I will make that arrogant king realize my true value. He will kneel before my spirit just like the rest."