König Cod Age Novels & Stories

'The king' Aurora growls, the one behind not only all of this, but the pain of wolves spanning life times. The lycan king is over a hundred and fifty years old, stories have always circulated that he accesses dark magic to continue not only his life but his reign. He is the most power hungry, ruthless person in the history books. Cole growls beside me, his teeth shining as he eyes off the king, not liking the way he is watching me.

“Some of the bigger kids said I should play in their group. Ten- to twelve-year-olds. I said yes.” “Absolutely not,” Cole says, calm, iron-strong. “Why not?!” Nathan huffs. “I’m almost seven!” “I know,” Cole replies. “That’s why you’re playing six-to-seven. And soon, you’ll move up. Eights, nines…” Nathan crosses his arms, pout fierce enough to rival any cartoon character. “I’m almost seven! In dog years, that’s like… forty!” Cole and I exchange glances, confused. “You’re not a dog, Nathan,” Cole says evenly.

he asks, now removing his hands from my thighs and placing them on the table instead as he leans over me. I frown. “I think I was around eight when I heard that a Dragon King had risen in the east. A species that we were certain had died out long ago.” “We never died out, but we were weakened after a war with one another and had gone into hiding to regain power for a few centuries.” My eyes widen. “And how old are you?” “I am three hundred years older than you, Wolf Princess.” My eyes widen as I stare at him. “I see…”

She would be said to rule the kingdom along with him, by his side. Alpha Cole dressed himself in a smart sky blue suit. Even though he was a little over sixty, he remained tall and unbelievably handsome. He was often called "the alpha that never aged" and he loved his looks. Even at sixty-three, it drew women of different age groups to him.

I asked, hoping I remembered his name right. "Livie showed me pictures of him holding his grandbabies. From what I know, he's about four hundred years old, and he looks like he's in his forties. If he was human, of course." I said, stating the obvious, making her chuckle. "Yeah. No kidding. Did you know he's best friends with the king of our region? The guy is what... three thousand years old! He looks like he's in his early thirties. And my goddess, he's so freaking sexy!" she says, making me chuckle.

"Since there is no alternative, I'm going to set up a tournament to determine who is going to take over the throne after I step down from it" "An Alpha Tournament?" Alpha Vincent said with a tone of disbelief. "Yes, an alpha tournament. Only Alphas ranging from age 23-26 are eligible for the tournament" the king said and I stiffened. The glint in Zaden's eyes was riling me up. Matthias gave me a knowing look. He was right. Zaden was definitely going to jump at this opportunity like a starving dog.

“ And who told you that only old people rule a pack, huh? See, Julian, do not get me upset, please.” “Pardon my manners, Your Highness. I know that many packs crown an alpha king if he's up to 18 years old and above. And you're yet to clock 18 years…” “Enough of this rubbish, Julian!” Jake Radford furiously stood up and grimaced at Julian as though he wanted to fight him. “ I want to be the first underage prince that gets the crown as an Alpha king. I aim to make that a history for this generation.”

she exclaims, falling back on her butt as she stares at me. “I was raised with this goal in mind. Lycan Kings are chosen every fifty years, and the last King is growing old and looking for his replacement,” I tell her, thinking about the time when the King’s stewards released the information. “All Alphas are invited to register for the election, and when the invitations went out five years ago, my father signed me up. He’d been training me since I was ten to take over.” “TEN?!” I nod, realizing her shock has changed. The spicy scent of anger flares around her as she huffs, “Isn’t that too young? Did they even let you have a childhood?”

The weapons had been laid out on the table, and my father, King Aragon, and General Montgomery were strapping in their chosen weapons. With my grandmothers and Simiyan ogling them. “Hugh looks impressive for a nomad,” my paternal grandmother fanned herself as she remarked. “Aaaand I’m scarred for life!” Azalea exclaimed, making the ladies laugh. “How old is he?” my maternal grandmother asked. “He’s only forty-two,” my mate informed. “And his aging is now stalled with mine. He said we could resume aging once we’ve defeated all the evil. Not that I’m complaining,” Simiyan added just as General Montgomery flexed his arms.

Said, King Kayden As much as I knew he was right, I didn't feel like the way they approached him was correct. They were kings. They needed to control their emotions and have manners. "Well, I don't think so. Rex would never hurt me, and he never uses any strength plus, he's only a year older than me and won't be getting his wolf till he's eighteen, which is very far down the line. His strength wouldn't kick in until his sixteenth birthday either, but I understand what your trying to say, and we'll be more careful." I said