Novel & Cerita King Of Pride

He stated calmly, dark intent threading his words. Rome felt his heart rate slow down, he had underestimated the Alpha King. Kade had made his proposal in such a way that Rome couldn’t outrightly refuse, matters like this were delicate. Even someone like Rome knew that all too well. He was trapped, he had to give a response but it couldn't be a negative one. He could feel his eyes melting to gold, his control was slipping. Draken straightened at this, he had also been caught off guard by King Kade's words.

I could not figure out what kind of person he was, because what I could see in his eyes was blank. "And that's me, King Ace, King of Clovers" he said that surprise me, he is one of the kings who rule here if you look at him as king he is too kind but all I know is that king are antipsychotic and proud but he is a different king,he is kind,friendly and has a pure heart as I see in his eyes.I look at his statue again, holding his arnis in both hands and he’s crown is also taller than the first two, engraved with the sign clover. His smile says that he is kind and has a pure heart. They were all wearing crowns and were just like royal warriors.

It's the only time I have seen him look so genuine, and it's when he is talking about the Queen. I guess the King isn't so bad, after all. "This celebration is not just for the royal family. It is for every citizen of Arcadia who has found their Match. You are the foundation of this kingdom and of this nation. You carry the next generation." There was another pause. "For now, help me in celebrating the upcoming union of my son, Prince Christopher, and his Match, Lady Vivienne, daughter of Robert and Rosa Mendoza Harper, humble citizens of Blackwood, Arcadia," the King looked at us again, hands outstretched, and the way he said "humble" made me think it was a PR way of saying, "Yes, they are

the king said as he stood up and made out of the house. @pop precious

He stood so straight and tall, I felt proud to be his grandchild. "Are you the king? I asked. Everyone treated him as one but no one had spoken his name or title in front of me. His eyes lit up with amusement. "My dear, no, I am not a black panther, only a black panther can be royalty. I am the alpha of our pride, however, and my feline form is a lion." "May I meet your lion?" I questioned, always curious. "Yes, you will meet, but not now. I have many things to teach you and not nearly enough to time. Your mother says that you like to read?" He questioned.

The kind of applause given by people who would sell me the moment it benefited them. I felt nothing. No pride. No satisfaction. Only— Exhaustion. Because the one person whose acknowledgment mattered— The only one who saw beyond the crown, beyond the performance— Wasn’t here. Still, I inclined my head. Not for him.Not for them. For dignity. The last thing this place hadn’t stripped from me. “He is a son I am proud of,” the King added. I didn’t react. Because he wasn’t speaking to me. He was speaking to the room. To the press.

"Zoey, my brother's pride means everything to him. If he wants that million, let him win it himself. "I heard he's beaten several opponents in a row. Looks like Scarlett Jones from the fight club has been taking very good care of him..." The implication in his voice was filthy. Disgust flashed across Zoey's face. "As long as you kneel in front of everyone and apologize to Ronald right now, I'll still give you the million. "Otherwise, you'll have to take it straight from the lion's mouth." Every eye in the arena fell on me, certain I would give in.

He could not, and would not, leave a single flank exposed. Because right now, the King was bleeding. His navy suit was gone, replaced by a dark tactical shirt. His steel-blue eyes were dead, devoid of any humanity, staring at the phone in his hand like a man waiting for his own execution. He was ready to burn the entire city to the ground, to wage a war that would drag every syndicate into the abyss, just to find the woman who had stolen his cold, ruthless heart. Suddenly, the encrypted military tablet held by Cain in the front seat let out a violent, high-pitched ping.

Impossible… Could it be… that he was… Lucius smiled as if he could hear what she thought. “I am the King of Lafazall, and the Alpha Wolf of this kingdom, my dear.” ***

I shake my head and wipe my face in a frenzy, but the tears don't stop. My mind is filled with every hardship my mate has experienced. His love and gentle nature should have never been subjected to that but he was and it is killing me. He was tortured and hurt in ways no one ever should be. He witnessed death and caused it. He was assaulted in every way possible, but he still loves and treats me like breakable china. He is the King because he suffered so much not because he should just be the King. Why was the universe so cruel to him? He deserves nothing but love.