If I Were A King Novels & Stories

he nodded. I kept walking, every step feeling like I was climbing a mountain. They thought they had me in a box, but they forgot one thing: I was the King, and in my own kingdom, I made the rules. If they wanted to play a long, patient game, I’d show them just how long I could hold the line. I was going to burn this plan to the ground, no matter what it cost.

" Dewi Sari Kencana was happy to hear that. "He told me that "If you don't want to be a king in this kingdom, then be a king for yourself and the people around you. A king does not always sit on a throne and rule with his words. But he can also embrace and live his life simply while protecting those he cares about. Be that kind of king, a king without a crown." Arya Santanu smiled and bowed his head while praying for his beloved mother.

He could out-alpha the king easily—if he wanted to. He didn’t, of course. He didn’t need his designation to outplay the king. “I’m just somewhat curious, Your Majesty,” he said evenly. “Would you have recognized me as your son if you knew beforehand that your legitimate heir was going to be an omega? Even a filthy Xeus is probably better than a filthy omega, right?” The king’s face was nearly purple by now with rage. “Get out of my sight,” he said tightly. “I should have given you to paupers, you ungrateful—”

If I stood on a stage in ten days and spoke to the kingdom, I wouldn’t speak as a cursed legend or a warning. I would speak as a father.

“Some years from now you will be ruling over this kingdom, I have no doubt that you will make a great king.” The rain pouring filled the silence that followed before he spoke, his voice was firm, and I knew he meant every word. “But what if I would rather not be the next king?” He asked, glancing sideways, his towering figure looking down at me with desperate determination. “I don’t want to be a king. I’d rather go somewhere with you and live happily ever after, that’s what being a blue-blooded means, right? Having the freedom and will to do anything and get away with it.”

I didn't know how to seduce any man much less a wild man. "I don't know if I will be able to do---that. What happens if I can't?" I asked, adding, "Your majesty." "You'll die." The King didn't blink as he stared at me, his eyes dark with a hint of glow from the presence of his wolf. I couldn't believe what he'd said. "What? How?" "You'll die," the King said again, "I'll kill you." I looked from King Juden to Randy and back before nodding.

We stared at each other now and I broke the gaze when it got too long. "Too bad all those were in the past..." I muttered. "Who says it can't exist today?" She said calmly. "If your court lady wants it, then you can have her, my king." "I am no king," I replied. "But what if I were?" "You are a king to me!" She said firmly. Now she turned into a sweet tone, "Let me be your court lady."

I leaned in closer, dropped my voice and said the words. “Would you like to be king?"

I ordered her and she had no choice but to oblige, I like it that way. I live for power. I am the king and a king may do whatever he likes. ............. To be Continued

“I am a King.” And at dawn… I would enter the enemy empire. Not as prey. Not as a victim. But as a King.