Novel & Cerita Marked By The Mad King Alpha

“If you’d spent less time being a peacock, you might have noticed sooner.” “That mark doesn’t mean anything,” he said. “Sure,” I said. “Of course not. Kings aren’t given marks since they inherit the crown with blood or some bullshit.” “The old king had the mark,” a woman’s voice called. I turned and saw the woman who’d helped me earlier. She was still in her uniform, standing out among the guests in their party finery. “The king should be an alpha,” she said. “You have always been and always will be a fraud.”

My heart was pounding in my chest at the thought of anything happening to my mate. As the witches came into view, I saw Maeve lying on the ground, completely unconscious. There was a woman kneeling over her, her hands glowing as she assessed Maeve’s body. I knelt down beside her, touching her cheek gently. There were traces of warmth, but it was getting cold. “Maeve, baby…” I whispered, hoarsely. “Are you her mate?” The woman I didn’t recognize, asked. I nodded, unable to use words. “You are the new Alpha King then,” the woman stated simply. “You are strong, I can tell from your aura. You must mark her now… it will save her life.”

It says The Alpha King in the picture because I'm currently trying to get the book title switched to that! For anyone confused about why there are two different names. Happy New Year!!

“It’s like… when you know something is coming but it’s not bad.” Kael smiles a little. “That’s very helpful.” I squint at him. “It is.” I’ve felt this pull since we got close to this territory. Since before we crossed the border. It’s like something is tugging on a string inside my ribs. Not scary. Just loud. They call him the Mad Alpha here. I heard one of the guards say it outside. Like it means something big. Mama doesn’t call him that. She just says his name.

“You can choose to sit back and do nothing, but keep in mind that they took your soldiers before—and not even you could stop them. Think about what else they could take.” “This is a war we’ll never win.” “I thought the same, but now I see that I might be wrong. I think the Raventhorne Alpha is growing… soft. I killed two of his men, and then he discovered about the plot we’d hatched against his pack, but what did he do? He let the soldiers go—without even a single scratch on them. That alone is enough proof that the Mad Alpha is losing his bite. But there are also other rumours, rumours of an illness he is suffering from—”

The ruthless Alpha King? ...

the one speaking glanced over at Mia, "Marking her has given him the right and power. There's nothing anyone can do." Ken laughed , wobbling forward, "I've marked her and that has made me the fucking Alpha. Now, bow to your king"

I can’t help it the damn thing is so high off the ground. Finally, after what seems like hours, they’ve got their shit together, and someone opens the door for me. “Your Majesty,” says one of the men from Mark’s castle. “Welcome to River Pack. We’re thrilled to see Your Majesty, but we were not informed of your impending arrival.” “Of course, you weren’t, you dolt,” I say. “I’m the Alpha King! I don’t have to get my schedule approved through you or anyone else.” He sucks in his lower lip for a second and then continues, “Of course, Your Majesty. Our Alpha Mark is not here to greet you. He, unfortunately, had a family emergency to attend to. Otherwise, he would be happy to entertain you perso