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Fane was worried about the Demon Spirit Beasts they called king. When Orgh and Stye were arguing, Setia mentioned the 'king' to shock them. The two of them were scared stiff when they heard that they would be absorbed by the king if they did not do well. Fane even recalled how Orgh shivered at the name. It was obvious how threatening this 'king' was.

Tharos growls. Aurelion finally speaks again. “Why?” The elder stares at him. “Because dragons must rule their own realm.” “And they will.” “And the fae?” “They will rule theirs.” “And the humans?” “They will survive.” Aurelion’s calm tone never shifts. “A stable bridge does not erase sovereignty.” “It invites conflict.” “It invites connection.” “Connection weakens dominance.” There it is. The real fear. Not instability. Equality. Aurelion leans forward slightly. “Dominance has been weakening us for centuries.”

He let his gaze drift subtly towards a tapestry depicting a renowned seer, a subtle nod to the King’s late queen. “There are whispers, Your Majesty, of a prophesied wolf. A creature of immense power, allied with the Ironfang line. Some fear this alliance could threaten the established order, that such raw, untamed magic could destabilize the very kingdom.” The King’s breathing grew shallow. He remembered the night his wife had died, the seer’s final, desperate vision, the child Devon, wide-eyed and silent, witnessing his father’s horrific act. He had seen the elemental power stir within his son then, a nascent force that mirrored his mother’s gift, and he had feared it, feared the chaos it r

“You pretend to be larger than we are.” I gesture at the maps and papers showing the extent of our lands, our forces. “We are strong, we are powerful, and we are small. You’re puffing yourself up like a frightened cat to try to intimidate the largest kingdom in the world.” “Frightened?” Father scoffs. “I do not fear Alpha King Kieran. He lacks his father’s mettle.” “His father’s cruelty,” I reply. “And I don’t think idolizing King Gavin is going to help us with shit here.”

I had no home, no family, and no escape from this living nightmare. ********* Romario's POV I arrived at the King's Manor fashionably late, but as they say, better late than never. Jose King, the formidable ruler of the Mafia world in the south side, and my father's childhood friend, greeted me with a warm smile. His intimidating presence was tempered by his kind eyes, and I was grateful he wasn't an enemy. "Rommy, you're late," Namiro chided, as she embraced me. I chuckled and rolled my eyes, "Stop calling me Rommy." She playfully scoffed, and I smiled at her teasing.

Finding Helen still awake at such a late hour, Sophie sat down beside her, her expression muted. "How was it?" Helen asked. "I messed up, just as I expected," Sophie replied, her voice weary. "And that King you told me about wouldn't stop staring at me." "Oh, child," Helen said softly. "I understand how you feel, but King Ragnar is a good man. He would never harm you." "It didn't seem that way," Sophie muttered as she slumped back on the bed. "You have nothing to fear from him," Helen assured her. "Why didn't they punish me for my mistake?" Sophie asked.

She was scared of us, of what we could do; she was genuinely scared for Wulan, for his life. Nate whimpered in my head like a scolded puppy. The thought that she was scared of me left indecipherable emotions in the pit of my stomach. I let go of Wulan, even though I was far from satisfied. I was a monster. I always knew that, heck I have the gene to prove it. Kingdoms far and wide were terrified of me of what I could do. No one in my kingdom dared to question me, not if they wanted to live. But it had never for once bothered me. Fear was the best way to keep people in check.

Everyone he passed by greeted him with fear shd resoect . He lived the wsy the peolpe trembled whenever he passed ahs he loved how the peolpe fewared him ,but that wasn't what he wanted ,he wanted something more interesting . He knee that he feare and envies that alpha king ,but now he knew that it was tine for him to take over . That childless man had been ruling for ahws but yet no one had been able to go against him . Even the guarfs feared abd respected him like a god ahd eceb pays Homage to him .

But Althea shook her head. "No." The First King frowned. "No?" "That's not weakness." The ancient ruler looked almost offended. Althea stepped forward. "You keep talking about fear and failure as if they're proof that someone is broken." The First King's expression hardened. "Fear creates obedience." "Maybe." Althea met his gaze. "But it also proves people have something worth protecting." For a brief moment, the First King said nothing. The silence itself felt strange. Almost unnatural. Then his eyes grew cold.

I was already scared deep within me as I heard the word bad news in line with his look and voice, but tried to sound brave. "Your majesty, the vampire kingdom has started to attack our kingdom, and they are doing it aggressively. And it won't take long till they break through our border." He informed me and walked away immediately. "What? You mean they are... What will I... How is this... The border...the werewolf kingdom..." I rambled in fear as I ruffled my hair with my hands. This was me being completely scared of what to do and what might happen in the course of their attack.