Konig X Horangi Novels & Stories

I mounted my horse once again making sure I ride to the back of the troops leaving Faran to guide them in the front and I to make sure that every single last one of the worriors have gone through. After a while it was just me left, this was it, I’d be in Amoria. I crossed over and the portal behind make to a close. The loud sounds of talking and horse sounds were all I could comprehend, by the time I had a time to look around Faran was by my side. “I can see the Alpha Kings castle just ten miles north should be head there?” He asked and I stared around yet again. “Do all the men have horses?” I asked.

Chapter 16: The Future Queen The distant sound of hooves clattering against the cobblestone path reached the ears of those within the palace walls. The princess of the Western Kingdom had finally arrived with her entourage that marked the beginning of a pivotal moment for King Lucian's realm. The majestic horses which were adorned in rich finery, pulled an ornate carriage towards the grand entrance of the palace. The crest of the Western Kingdom gleamed brightly on the carriage door. Nobles and servants alike gathered in anticipation with their faces evident of both curiosity and reverence.

I lean forward, playing with his stray baby hairs and his now bushy beard. "My name is Henry King, 26 years old, Alpha of Red Fire pack of the northern mountains and the king of Alphas, descendant of the last living monarch of werewolves. I have special abilities to control fire, I used to live with humans where I got military training for 6 years. I build robots in my spare time and own multiple businesses." He licks his lips, catching his breath. That much I know about him. "I have only ever been in 2 relationships, which lasted about 5 months each. I am by no means a celibate man." He finally stops and sucks in a breath.

Koni is furious. He destroyed everything he could get his hands on. He thought no one can move him from his position. He did all this for that dragon Relic. But now that he is stripped off of his position, he cannot get his hands on that Relic that easily. Koni is standing in the middle of the small house, he bought a decade ago, for safe keeping all his personal things, which no one should see. Like the poison powder he mixed in the glass which was intended for the princess.

Evren would wake up wet with slick, his hole pulsing and mouth watering for something he knew he shouldn’t crave. He remembered the way he had begged to be fucked, his moans, all the nonsense he had sprouted in the haze of the need clawing at him. Most of all, he remembered begging, crying to be bred and knotted by the king. He remembered the number of times the King knotted him, and promised to pump Evren full of his seed. Even though the King did not know Evren’s ability to get pregnant, his newfound fear came from the realisation of what would happen if he ended up pregnant.

Conri shook his head. “No, I haven’t.” An awkward silence fell around us as we continued to walk. The darkness began to live around, and the trees became more sparse until they were no more and gave way to a field. A cut path was going directly down the middle with tall orchard grass on either side and bright lavender flowers. They would have been beautiful if I hadn’t known they were so dangerous. The field was littered with weeping flowers, the colors ranging from bright purple to indigo. The pack fell into line behind Conri, the king straightening himself and his aura flaring out. We continued down the path as Conri held his head high. As we neared the other side of the field, pairs of pu

More respect than I think either of us expected. “Young Kingston,” a man offers his hand. “You have more support than you realize.” Adam shakes the hand and nods. “We are so pleased to have you here, even for a short visit,” Another old female says, shaking Adam’s hand. “I thought you were demoted?” I say as we take our seats. “I was,” he says. “All rise for his most honorable King Augustus the third of the Werebeasts,” a Harold called, and we did, of course, stand.

she commanded as guards swung them open. I didn’t smile. The room fell silent for an instant as we entered. Before us stretched a long table adorned with gold-trimmed plates and crystal goblets filled with wine. At the head sat the empty throne of Alaric, soon to be occupied by Celene, with a chair adjacent to it intended for the future Prince Consort. Velmere officials lined the right side of the table, dressed in deep, obsidian blue. Their bodies were tense, their faces devoid of expression.

It was like everything was happening to her a few seconds after they were happening to everyone else. "There," her mother said as she helped her tie up her hair into an elaborate bun, showing off her slender neck. "Why is my hair up?" Kendra mumbled, staring at the reflection in the mirror. "You know that the King always requested this of unmated females. It's the easiest way find your mate," her mother said in almost a scolding tone.

I straightened my posture, adjusting the red roses in my hand, as I smiled at them. "Good morning ladies," I greeted, "Can I help you find something special today?" One of them came closer, her gaze lingering on the delicate orchids in front. "We're looking for something... unique," she purred, her voice laced with a playful undertone. "Ah, a challenge," I replied, my eyes sparkling. "Perhaps these stargazer lilies? Their fragrance is intoxicating, perfect for a night out."