Kiss Of The Alpha King Novels & Stories

His eyes darkened with desire, his breathing quickening in anticipation. Biting my lip to suppress a grin, I tilted my head and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. “It’s done. Now let me go,” I said, leaning back with a triumphant smile. The expression on his face was priceless—first stunned, then confused, and finally, downright annoyed. “That’s not a kiss,” he said, his voice low and accusing. “It is,” I insisted with a mischievous nod. “You didn’t say where.” I smirked, knowing I’d just outwitted the mighty Alpha King.

Across the reception area, through the clusters of guests and swaying couples, a man stands watching me. Even from this distance, I know who he is. Arthur Slater. The new Alpha King. He's tall, broad-shouldered, wearing a charcoal suit that fits perfectly. Dark hair, sharp features, and an aura of command that makes everyone give him space without realizing they're doing it. But it's his eyes that hold me frozen—silver, piercing, seeing too much. Our gazes lock, and the world narrows to just this moment. The mate bond slams into me like a physical force, stealing my breath. Heat floods my body, my wolf suddenly alert and awake in a way she hasn't been since I left Moonridge.

Alexei I can feel it the moment he pours himself completely into the kiss and forgets about everything else. The realization is a bolt of pure, triumphant fire in my gut. Kieran, my Kieran, Alpha of Silvercrest, the refined, untouchable, witty prince, is kissing me back with all the clumsy, desperate hunger of a starving wolf.

“Why don’t you kiss me? After all, I’m the alpha king.” I rolled my eyes playfully. “And I’m the reason why you’re in your position, Alpha. Remember that. I put you there.” He laughed out loud, cupped the back of my neck, and stared at me with intensity. His eyes darkened under the bright sun. The way he looked at me and dropped his gaze down my parted lips and sent a jolt of electricity through me. “I will not only kiss you, Amelia. I will also fuck you hard and make sure everyone in this territory will hear you scream my name.”

I raise a questioning brow but he ignores my facial expression and instead, closes the distance between us to plant a gentle kiss on my cheek. I freeze instantly as he does that and he smirks at me and mouths a goodbye before walking out of the room and out of the front door. I bring my fingers to the cheeks to feel the spot he has just kissed and the flutters in my heart refuses to stop as I do so. A small smile breaks on my cheeks against my will and I bite my lip as I reminisce over the past moment as though it was just a brief cheek-kiss. Did Donovan Alken, the Alpha and incoming lycan king just kiss a commoner like me? Does this mean he truly wants to make me his luna?

Streamers flew over the crowd and horns played magical music that made everyone want to dance. Alpha King addressed them initially, “I want to thank each and every supporter that has helped make this day possible. I spend many years alone and searching to find a mate after my fated Mate lost her life. I believed that there would be no love for me and that I would have to bellow on alone leading with no guiding light. Imagine my surprise when I went to the Bitten Kingdom and found my beloved was the one and only Coming Sun. Through her guidance I have found more wisdom than I already had and found humility. How many Alpha Kings can concede that their wives are more powerful than they are? Wel

Astraea said with a bewilderment, after she could not understand why he brought her to the temple, in front of the statue of the gods He closed his eyes for the last time, before approaching her, looking into her eyes and in a moment he was saying "I am the Alpha Xavier, King of the Werewolves. I refuse Astraea Florin as a mate destined for me by the gods." Her eyes widened, and she felt her heart come out of its place, while he was looking at her sadly, before approaching her, and imprinting a soft kiss on her lips, as if he was saying goodbye to her. Without even looking at her, he take out his wings and fly away from the place, leaving her standing in the middle of the temple, in the mids

So much for not breaking down in front of the Alpha King. Suddenly I’m yanked by the collar around my neck that the Alpha King has placed on me. I guess since werewolves were forced to wear collars, Killian is repaying me with the same kindness. My eyes flash open to be faced with a fuming Killian. He’s going to kill me. He’s going to take my virginity, enjoy my body for his pleasure, and kill me. Everything flashed before my eyes and I couldn’t stop myself from shaking more, nor could I stop the small sob that escaped.

I giggle so loudly I could be heard from a thousand miles. “I missed you so much, babe,” he coos, wetting my neck with kisses. “God, you don’t know how much I missed kissing you.” “Me too,” I mumble. “I couldn’t sleep; I was so worried. What happened to the Alpha King?” “He’s still out there. But his wolf left him in the middle of the fight, so he’s worthless now. He can’t harm anyone even if he wanted to. He’s as good as dead.”

"All accept ksei, Noah Silverton as their King?" Noah knew he could be challenged for the throne any moment. Then he would have to fight and kill, only to land back at the dais, in front of the Elders of Vermiculo Pack. A pack Noah would be made Alpha of a day after. The coronation before the marking demonstrated that he was to be a King before an Alpha. And challenging the strongest werewolf on land would be folly, yet there was a moment of silence for anyone to arise one.