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Xavier stepped forward and raised his hand up so the music would stop. "Today is a very memorable day in our lives," he began. "Our Alpha, who was taken and whom we had all thought was dead, has returned to us safe and sound. We never expected it, but the goddess was so kind enough to keep him. We are so blessed to have such a mighty and fierce man as our leader. Long live the King!" The people began to chant "Long live the King!"

He walked over and put my earrings on for me. " Are you going out with the king?" He arched an eyebrow. I sighed and stood up. Luca still didn't like the king too much, even though they watched two football games together. He was just scared that I might get hurt again. It was hard when my pack and all my friends turned their backs on me, but I survived. I cup his cute little face. " I'll be fine, and I want this... I think," I swallowed. So far, the alpha king has been nothing but gentle and kind toward me,

“How long have you and the king been seeing each other?” I press my fingertips to my temples. “Up until a week ago, I’ve been living with humans. Not werewolves, humans. I didn’t even know Owen was king until—” “Owen?” Her ey areas narrow as she seizes on this new, unintentional evidence. “You didn’t know Owen was king?” “I-it’s his name,” I stumble guiltily. “It’s how he signed the note. If you didn’t rip it up, you could check and see.”

"Then the council will simply have to rely on the witnesses and evidence we've already gathered. It won't erase what you've done, Alaric. It only means you've destroyed the last chance you had of arguing your motives were anything other than what they actually were." "My motives were sound," Alaric spat, some of his old fire returning despite his bound hands and defeated posture. "This pack deserved better than a king who abandoned three hundred years of tradition for a human stripped out of some grimy bar. I did what needed doing to protect what this kingdom actually stands for."

"I fail to comprehend your intentions in this audacious surprise visit, causing alarm within the boundaries of my territory. Are you here to pose a threat, or do you harbor ulterior motives that are yet to be revealed?" Amidst the chaos and anguish, Jake's retort pierced through the air, laced with anguish and defiance. "I'm only doing Lily a favor. She's better off with us than with you, you cruel alpha!" The words trembled with pain as they escaped his lips, revealing the underlying turmoil within.

He stepped up to the podium, looking out at the crowd with a calm, dominant gaze. "Good evening, everyone," Travis greeted them. "I’m glad you all made the time to attend this gala. I know the past few days have been messy for this pack. I’m aware of the rumors floating around the region. My wife was poisoned, and I was betrayed by an Elder I once considered a mentor." The room went silent, the guests leaning in. "But as you can see, we are still standing," Travis continued, his voice growing stronger. "I’ve never been the nicest Alpha in this region. Most of you know me as a monster, a man of cold law and blood. And I was... until I met my wife."

“I don’t have to prove anything. I’m not here to get my hands dirty. I can just kill you like that and be done with it.” He must have done something with his magic because Jax grunted, and his shoulders tensed. A vein popped up at the side of his neck as he strained against it. His eyes started glowing as if he was trying to shift, but it didn’t seem to make a difference. And then, in the blink of an eye, Jax was on his knees. The Alpha King was on his knees in front of the Circle.

I was giggling so loud I could be heard from a thousand miles. “I missed you so much, babe,” he cooed, wetting my neck with kisses. “God, you don’t know how much I missed kissing you.” “Me too,” I mumbled. “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.”

But the Alpha King has to know the truth still. Oswald noticed there were lesser guards around the King's chamber, and he could make out the voices of him grunting. The door swings open, and there he was, making out with a handmaiden. Or a prostitute, Oswald couldn't tell. They seemed to be lost in whatever they were doing that they didn't recognize Oswald's presence. That explains the absence of guards. Oswald clears his throat, announcing his presence. The Alpha King opened his eyes, disappointed to see Oswald. He grabs the maiden and throws her across the room, clearly dissatisfied.

I was fed with revenge and loathing against love, bond, and everything around me. ‘I should not think about Elizabeth anymore. I did what I could to exact revenge on Max and that ugly Elaina.’ “Forget about that. How’s the preparation for finding the Alpha King?” “We are all ready, Alpha.” “Great. During my fight, do your best to find him. With this, I can fulfill my father’s promise to his friend.” “The Alpha King belongs to the Oak Walkers Pack. Do you think he will rebuild his pack that was assassinated by Philip’s father?”