Joffrey Baratheon Novels & Stories

I take in a deep breath of his sent and immediately bow my head. "Y-your majesty" I said with my head down and my neck tilted, afraid that he might a have my head for invading his space. His auroa is strong, stronger than any Alpha out there and forcing me into submission. "Don't" He says. "Your majesty?" I am not sure exactly about what he said. "Do not bow to me" he said clarifying. "But why, your majesty?" I dare to ask. "Elijah." "Elijah.." That's his name, of course it is. His name is known throughout the world and amongst the Lycan race. "I am sorry sire, but I am not worthy enough to call you by your first name."

The whole entourage followed her to the Alpha’s throne room, Kendra and Killian momentarily forgotten. The Alpha, Joffrey von Sterling, was dozing off when the crowd burst into the large, immaculately decorated throne room, the noise causing him to jump up in startlement. Aiyisha’s heart immediately went out to the old wolf like it did wherever she saw him, but just as quickly, it hardened again. He didn’t deserve her pity? No. He was but the only one who had placed himself in the condition to be suffering like so, not her. And so he had to deal with the consequences.

They were absolutely beautiful, Capri could not help but call him with tears rolling down her cheeks to say thank you. Belle told her grandmother that Leo and Capri talked everyday and that they were so in love. Poor thing did not know the half of it. She just couldn’t help that Capri was back and her family in her eyes would finally be completed. They had their own plan of Capri having a baby and how Belle would be the perfect big sister. They even had a baby girls name picked out “Penelope Reign,” and her being spoiled just the way Belle was. If it was boy, Leo and capri were on their own.

“King Dreg.” A noble squire bowed in respect. Dreg nodded and shook his hand firmly. “ Your accent doesn’t sound like you’re from the East.” Egret patted the squire on his back. “His name is Leon Pujet, he is the third son of the royal family in the Southern Kingdom of Ghenu.” “So you are the groom of tomorrow....” Dreg stated bluntly. Leon nodded with a slight smirk, his brown eyes assessing the stoic and dominating form of Dreg. “I have just obtained the rank of squire so it was time for my marriage to be arranged.”

At the far end of the courtyard stood an older man with a scarred face and sharp eyes, Lord Dain. He stepped forward. “You claim to be the heir?” Rael stood tall. “I am.” Dain studied him, then scoffed. “We heard rumors of a lost prince. But rumors mean nothing in war.” Rael’s gaze remained steady. “Then let me prove it.” He reached into his cloak and pulled out a pendant, the sigil of the Cavareth line, an artifact only the royal bloodline could possess. Dain’s expression shifted. He reached for the pendant, fingers brushing its surface. Then, slowly, he nodded.

All the feelings of happiness of him being here were quick to fade as he spoke the worst words imaginable to me. "I am Alpha Denver to you and everyone else," He barked, making me flinch a little at his words. "What?!" I shouted, both enraged and shocked by his comment towards me. I stood up from the ground, moving to be face to face with my mate. He's crazy if he thinks I'm below him. I have Alpha blood in me as well; what makes him think I'm someone to be talked down to? I am the twin sister of Timothy Shaw, the daughter of Aaron and Helena Shaw of Dark Moon Pack!

Luna Katerina read the paper a few times before glaring at her mother who looked down at her feet “who left this?” “He gave me the choice years ago, and I chose to leave, pretending that you died…” “I asked a bloody question” Luna Katerina asked, growing protective. “His name is Domenico Mancini, the last of the Lycan elders” Alpha Anthony said, sensing the tension in the air “and he wants you dead, Katerina…”

“Ma’am, please don’t cry. I’ll ask right away.” She gestured for him to go ahead, still holding onto Jay’s arm. As soon as he left, Jay looked at his girlfriend. “Drama queen.” “It’s the power of a woman. You wouldn’t understand.” We waited for him to return and when he did; he came back with his royal highness behind him. I’d never really stood face to face with him, but now that I had, this man exuded pure power. The way he walked was majestic and nothing short of a king. However, he did not seem to care about my presence. His eyes were on Jay.

"They have parallel interests. Whether they're coordinating is something I haven't been able to confirm." Nora made a note not the content, just a mark that meant this matters more than it's being presented as mattering. She looked up. "Maren." "Neutral. Historically allied with Vael but the current heir Isolde Maren is building her own political identity independent of that alliance. She's careful. principled "Meaning she's someone worth being genuine with." He looked at her. "Yes." "Ashcroft."

And in the middle, on a stone bridge that spanned the torrent, stood Leigh’s father. Lord Valerius was a tall, lean man like a hardened sapling. He wore no armor, only a worn leather jerkin over a grey tunic. His hair was more silver than black, tied back. He held no weapon. He stood alone on the bridge, facing Gryffen’s army, a solitary figure of calm authority.