King Von Dreads の小説・ストーリー

Kolton mused, stepping back as she gave him a sulking glare and tapped the dirt off her. "Fiona," Draco roared rather coldly, causing her to flinch and everyone stilled. Their king took her name. He regarded a mere human with a name; queen or not. It was a big deal. This meant their King was seeing her of caliber to whom he could talk with. She gulped before finding him at a distance to her right. He was in a crisp off-white shirt and grey slacks with his sleeves folded up. And he looked mad as his amber eyes looked like pits of fire under the sunlight.

Yet their presence sent a ripple of fear through the crowd that lined down the path. Even the pack warriors avoided their gaze. Kaerith’s gaze lowered to the ground. Her stomach twisted, her breath shallow. Everyone knew the stories — the Black Sun, the cursed king who rose after 1,500 years, and the monsters he made of men. They were no longer wolves. Not quite human. They were called the Dreadborns It wasn’t blood the king hungered for now… it was worse. He began to claim the daughters The Fenrir's Fang ever produced, their flesh and heat.

His eyes blazing red. I freeze, counting my breath. My fingers trembling as I brace for his wrath, but he only smiles, tucking the dagger away. "I’m done 'ere, Kaida. Clean this mess up, and take care of the prisoners… and do take care of yourself." He adds the last bit icily, and I gulp. The sweat on my palms is cold and my breath is shallow. Among the Princes, Prince Drelduin is the one we all dread most. The King’s mirror image except he's sharper and crueller. A bloody psychopath.

"What can I do to help Lady Griksa?" She smiled flirtatiously at King Dreksil's respectful question. He had attracted many female court members' interest in the days leading up to his crowning. In the days after the celebration period, it was common for a newly crowned king to select his mate as the queen of Chronos. But he had no intention of picking a queen until he saw the face of the woman who constantly plagued his nightmares. Apart from her seductive, lovely voice calling his name with such intense longing that he would get an erection and release, he never mentioned Marlo or Dax as the woman in his dreams.

He looked down at me and grinned devilishly and I shook my head. "I'm devoted to my mate." I briefly thought of Marwan and thought he would have been perfect. "I liked Vazill's sense of humor but he's not into males and would tell my queen," he growled sadly. Tymerd knocked and entered the rooms. "I'm announcing Dregs Krokix, reptilian king," he said. I had run towards the doors the moment he said Dregs and was currently holding him in a tight embrace and kissing him like I missed him. Dregs was chuckling and telling me to act more appropriately.

But my knees locked and my body trembled. He looked like a fallen god carved out of winter. Kael Draven. The Alpha King of the North. The strongest of our kind. The one I’d dreamed about in every secret night I dared to hope that fate wasn’t cruel. Maybe tonight, the Moon Goddess would prove I wasn’t nothing. Maybe tonight, I would belong.

"And Aris—or Daphne—don't wait for the next summit to show your hand. The world is much more fun when you have the right partner to explore with." I watched him walk away, the night air finally feeling clear. The thieves were in cells, the crown was back on the rightful head, and for the first time in three years, the road ahead wasn't a steep decline with broken brakes. It was wide open.

The man who had spent a decade breaking my spirit now looked like he was the one being shattered. "The King doesn't lose things, Bailey," Hudson hissed, his voice cracking with a fear I had never seen in him. "And he certainly doesn't leave his seal with a stray Omega unless he’s marking her for a slow death." "Maybe he just liked me more than you," I spat.

The next morning, Dhari came with the full details off who the King of the Dark realm is and where his palace is. "The name of the dark king is Blaze Black. People are whispering about him having a human mate, but nothing was announced officially. But yesterday he burned a dragon alive for misbehaving with the girl whom everyone thinks as their queen and his mate. Like his name implies, he becomes a living and breathing fire, when provoked. But apart from that, he was said to be a good king" Dhari revealed.