Pair Of Kings Lanny Novels & Stories

The room explodes into a single, rolling wave of cheers and slammed glasses, the chant starting up somewhere near the pool tables and spreading like wildfire: “Gods! Kings! Gods! Kings!” I hop down from the bar, slinging a heavy arm around King’s neck and dragging him into the crush of bodies, the twin presidents moving like mirrored storms on either side of their old lady, Queenie, who’s already got some wide-eyed prospect by the collar, making him pour her a double with shaking hands.

He must have decided I would not pose any threat to him. “No, they didn't.” I shook my head, ignoring the insults. I still didn't know who he was so that I couldn't say anything about the insult. “Huh?” He placed his hands on the counter, focusing entirely on me. “Don't tell me they eventually returned to the kingdom?” He looked stunned at the revelation. “Impossible.” “They now have a wife. The kingdom not only has kings and queens but princesses and princes.” “Lyxant? Did they finally accept the hybrid kings?”

Beyond the arbor stretched a breathtaking view of the gleaming mountainous terrain, but gorgeous as the ocean view was from the bluff-top perch of the Kingsom estate they’d rented for this particular event, Annabelle found her attention drawn to the people gathered in front of the arbor. Ginger, Ariana, and Lee Anne stood on the left, uncharacteristically elegant in shimmering silver sheaths. Opposite them stood the younger Gregorio brothers, two dark-haired, dangerously hot specimens molded from the same formidable clay as Tommy—Michael, the rough, tough, Marine, and the other, the MBA, which Annabelle thought in his case ought to stand for Major Bad-Ass.

I even saw the one who told me earlier what the name of the restaurant was with the size of a smile and was busy taking pictures and so were the others. I turned my attention back to the front. Lary knelt down in front of me so I immediately backed away and just held on to my own mouth. "W-What's going on?" I'm confused. He doesn't speak and he's still in a complete tuxedo now and I can see that his hair is really in order. And it makes him even more hot. He pulled out something from behind him and one that little orange box. He opened it and then smiled very broadly in front of me. The king's eyes widened and my eyes landed there when I saw that ring made of pure gold.

I huffed out a breath and looked away. “Let’s catch up later, Sab.” I turned my attention back to Nathan, seeing how sheepish he looked as he followed the retreating tall figure of the king who was now marching away. Lady Lana immediately ran after him. “Okay.” “Let’s have dinner together.” I quickly nodded and waved a hand at him, noticing how the king’s fists clenched after he said that even when he was already far away. Nathan waved back at me and quickly followed after. Some men followed behind him as he caught up with the king who was now with Lady Lana. I realized those men were his associates. And it made me truly absorb that he was Alpha of our home pack.

"To Ethan and Ava, may you continue to lead with courage and compassion, always mindful of the legacy entrusted to you. May your reign be marked by unity, prosperity, and the unwavering support of our pack." The kingdom rejoiced as news of the coronation spread. Werewolf emperors and leaders from neighboring kingdoms journeyed to pay homage to Alpha Caleb, Rory, Ethan, Ava, and the twins. The coronation ceremony was a grand affair, filled with music, dance, and heartfelt speeches that praised the wisdom and vision of the new Alpha and Luna.

As we searched for an empty table, we spotted one, “So as I was saying earlier…” I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Yeah?” I asked settling my butt down. Anna leaned in, a conspiratorial look on her face. "They're known as 'The Kings.' There are four of them; they’ve been friends since freshman year. There's Asher, Jason, Liam, and Noah." I felt a shiver run down my spine as Anna mentioned Noah's name. I tried to push the feeling aside, focusing on what Anna was saying. Gosh! I hated how much effect he had on me; it was alarming, way too alarming for my liking.

"My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand." "It's nice to meet you, sir," she said as she finally dragged her eyes up, in awe of his beauty as well. While she had been distracted by the King as soon as she walked in, the Beta blocking her view of him forced her to take in how attractive he is. She didn't even realize that she was still holding his hand, though no longer shaking it, until the King let out a soft growl. Beta Jax cleared his throat, turning to gesture to the man, who was now sitting rigid in his chair. "This is the Lycan King, Alpha Kenzo."

King spat as soon as he stopped in front of them. Silence dropped instantly. Stacey shot him a searing look, irritation flaring hot in her chest. “No one here bears ‘skinny pole,’” Lily whispered quietly. “I wasn’t talking to you, whale,” King sneered at Lily. “My name is Stacey. And her name is Lily not whale,” Stacey snapped, rising to her feet. “You think I want to do this? I’m only here because I owe Derrick a favor,” King said, scowling. “Then piss off. We don’t want you here either,” Stacey retorted.

King Philip, the king of Gordon groaned as he stared at Danika so lustfully, Danika shrank closer to Lucien. "I was about to say the same thing. She looks so beautiful..." King Moreh, the king of Ijipt grunted beside him. Both kings are in their late forties, and just staring at Danika, they started spotting an erection which they didn't even try to hide. Danika bit back a whimper at the sight, glaring openly at both kings, unable to stop the stare. One of the Kings stood up, the third king was named King George. "Privileged people of England! We have gathered here today for the Introduction of the slave of the King Of Salem!"