Novel & Cerita Masked Royal

However, while the King family was still excited, they got a piece of even more jaw-dropping news. The Mosley family's, one of the world's five major powers, ancestral home was razed to the ground by a man wearing a mask. Not only did the family members suffer heavy casualties, but even the peak God Ranker of the Mosley family, Marlon, was seriously injured by the masked man. This news was even more incredible than the news of Mason still being alive.

Then they shook hands and the crowd bared their necks while the exchange of power was ongoing, with the kinsmen reading out the vows for Ryder to repeat. Once that was done, he had to go on his knees to receive the crown from his father. I knelt with him as his father proceeded to crown me with his mother’s crown once he was done with Ryder. I repeated my vows too and swore my loyalty to my people and to Ryder, to rule alongside him and put the welfare of my subjects first. Then it was time for the mating proper. My wolf was giddy with excitement, she had waited for this a long time. To be joined with her mate forever as one. It was midnight already and the moon was at his fullest.

"This marks our first formal appearance before the high packs since the eternal moonmark was declared. This gathering carries immense weight for the Silverclaw kingdom." "Does my male tunic sit right on my shoulders, Michael?" Jone Jackson asks, the omega attempting to mask the sudden flutter of his scent. He adjusts the silver-lined collar of his ceremonial vest, desperate not to bring any dishonor to the royal bloodline when introduced to those the future alpha king holds dear.

I'd thought about Nyx all week, the way she made me forget I was Nicholas Bodeen for exactly three minutes and twenty-seven seconds. "Mr. Bodeen," Dominic greeted me at the entrance with that practiced smile. "Welcome back, should I assume you're requesting Nyx again?" "Yes." "Of course. VIP Room Three is ready for you." I followed him down the familiar hallway, my pulse already picking up. This was ridiculous. I'd dated models, actresses, women who made careers out of being beautiful, but none of them had stayed in my head like this masked stranger I'd met for less than five minutes.

Hazel held her fancy mask across her face, laced her arm with Kylin's as the coronation instruments began to play and they all stood up, waiting for Alpha Dario and Prince Nicholas to pass through. Hazel looked at Kylin nervously. It was all about to begin. The loud blaring alarms sounded (Alpha Alexandro signal). And it all began. “For the glory of Alexandro Aragonia!” Ashford Michaelson yelled as the main palace gate fell to the ground and Alexandro's army invaded dark royal waters’ palace.

I looked up at him, glaring daggers, and he shook his head, muttering under his breath, "Royals." "You didn't seem to complain much about one joining your own pack," a playful female voice teased in response, coming from behind me. It made Marcus stop in his tracks. "Luna," he said in surprise, "Well.. I didn't know about it at first, did I?" She laughed softly in response, moving to his side, our eyes finally meeting. I gasped, as hers glowed in that familiar, royal shade of purple, for just a brief moment.

Tom submissively followed him to the elevator and both entered the elevator, his office is on the 25th floor, "Master, there is bad news." Tom stood by him lowering his head, Marcus creased his forehead raising his brows at him. "Do you really expect me to listen to you? you useless fellow," he yelled. "I am afraid to say this Master, but I request you please be patient and it could help you," Tom words trembled, he clenched his fist tightly, Marcus raised his hand, and Tom proceeded. "Master, King Cox's Kingdom was attacked by Kingdom Dragon 15 years back, That time Olivia was only 5 years old, Rumours are that the entire royal had been killed by the dragons or escaped the attacked successf

“I don't know if I would've been able to fight it even if I'd tried.” Kira was quiet for a moment. Then her voice softened. “The mate bond is indestructible, Morgan. Even if you had mated with Ryan, you still would've felt your bond with Damian because he is our fated mate. Our true mate.” My stomach tightened at the thought. Thank Goddess I hadn't taken that step with Ryan. Kira continued. “And I don't want to discourage you, but there's something else you need to understand. A mate bond between royals is much stronger than the bond experienced by ordinary werewolves.”

I was still astounded by how pretty the mum was. We got to a serving table where we got some drinks. Petra made sure to get juice for Kai who grumbled about taking a sip of wine. He was truly a worrywart. The hall dropped silent. Everyone was looking in the direction of the third entrance that led into another room in the resort building. The MC voice boomed through the sound system and the doors opened. "Announcing the presence of his royal majesty King Mikhail the Third and Lady Ophelia Blackwood." My head snapped hearing the introduction and my eyes locked on him, towering and dominating. It felt like I heard wrong but it was a lie. Everyone bowed or curtseyed at his entrance. Perta place

I remembered her voice when she said I had already touched her. She was right. I had dragged her into this world. Into this fight. And now she paid the price. A knock broke the silence. I turned sharply. A guard stood at the door. “You have a message, Your Highness.” I took it. No seal. No signature. Just one line. Choose wisely. Morning comes fast. Marcus. My hand tightened around the paper. He thought he had me cornered. He thought loyalty was a chain. But he was wrong. Chains can break.