Pale King Novels & Stories

"The Lycan King... he touched my shoulder, and this appeared." Aura stared at the glowing mark on my skin. She gasped, taking a small step back, her fingers flying to her mouth. "The Lycan King?" she whispered, her eyes searching mine in disbelief. "Two marks? Nova... that is impossible. No one has ever been bound to two rulers." "I didn't ask for this!" I cried, pulling my knees closer as fresh tears ran down my face. "I was just trying to leave the room. I was so hungry, and I wanted air. Now both of them look at me like they want to destroy me."

It didn’t seem fresh but he wasn’t happy either way. “It’s just jam. I wouldn’t worry about it” Fred described. “The princess was the most extravagant of sweets you ever did see. This is all that’s left before she just disappeared that fateful night.” Dylan was no longer sure if he was in a horror movie or a mystery but he hoped the king was alive. Charles needed all the help he could get for his army. Dylan opened the doors to the throne room as he was met with a deafening silence. There on the king’s throne sat a man paler than the snow staring right at him. There were fangs protruding from his mouth and a crown barely holding on to his head.

We all smile with relief. So, Magda has already done much of the work. "Yes, we are all werewolves," Randall confirms her words. "This is the Palace of the King and Queen of the Royal Kingdom. Ralph is the King and Saray will soon be the Queen. And I am the former King, Ralph's father, as I stated". Elena smiles back bravely. I am so proud of this courageous friend of mine, anyone else would have already run away from fear. But not Elena.

However, before she could finish her command, someone had broken her door, making her stiffen as she looked in the direction with anger. “Who dares to trespass my room?!” She angrily shouted. However, the person outside calmly steps his foot without any care. “Pauline.” Pauline stiffened as she looked at the person who called her. She knew him very well. He was none other than the Alpha King's right hand. Kavier. He was known for being ruthless and merciless, second to the Alpha King, despite his gentle smiles and remarks. He was the second Alpha King who was ruthless and could kill without a blink. He is the Alpha King's chess piece whom he could use to kill someone.

In the palace where the bodies were swaying here and there and some classical music appears in the background. The king and his sons had already taken their seat on their thrones so that the king could speak with the other kings who had appeared after him. There were four other kings besides him, and they are considered followers of King William, the first of them being King Francois, and there Lucas followed by Richard and Alfred. The princes were busy drinking wine and talking to each other except for the former transformed prince, he just stared blankly, and Damontry only wondered, then Daniel returned after asking permission to go to the toilet.

Frog barely looked up and made no move to help. "King." Purl sighed, putting the threads down in his lap and looking up at the dead tom with his dark eyes. The glamour over Purl's eyes was gone, and the void-like pits were fixated on King. "You are already dead, but do not think that there isn't a worse state for you to be in." Not backing down, King snarled. "I imagine the same is true for you." Tarsi moved his chair back away from what was surely about to be a true kerfuffle.

For a town that wasn't remotely large, it had fascinating sights and seemed to have much to offer. “Where are we heading to now?” I asked Geralt as he led us down the streets. “To the pack-house, Alpha Maverick awaits us.” He stated. I squinted my eyes, the name sounded unfamiliar to me. “This is a pack as well.Quite a small one but I've seen smaller.” Geralt continued walking, but I wanted him to say more. “Now that I think of it, Dante calls himself a king. The kingdom has only one king, the Alpha king. Why does he claim to be one?”

I gesture to Ogi to wipe his lips, but instead, I get McKenzies attention. "Oh my god. Why is King with purple lips?" She screams. I can sense all eyes on me. "Awesomesauce..." I say. He's a quarter of mile away. "You're paying for this..." I whisper, knowing that he's listening. I walk towards McKenzie, revenge on my face "Listen up, everybody, McKenzie is speaking her mind. Shut tha funk up so thy Queen Bee does not need to scream. Lord knows she can't survive much longer without her dose... of atention." And then I tell her "MethHead" and smile.

I thought that with phoenix back, I could protect the pack without thinking of the decision-making aspect. Darted worriedly. What if I fail to make a good decision in the near future. I might've proven myself worthy of the position, but I could also prove myself unworthy with any slight mistake. Besides, I had never been a ruler before, I had no idea how it was being one. I was practically just following my instincts for now, but the more I sat down to think about it, the more worried I became.

Gray rolled his eyes, “I’m not doing it for fame.” “I know. That’s why you’re the perfect one for this task, Gray.” Walter added, this time he was serious. “I got a message while you’re gone and it’s said that next month, Prince Heath will be the King of Bealaris. It’s going to be crazier, and we need every man power we could have.” The news made them tense and Keith spoke first, “Wow, so that crazy man will gain full control over his kingdom? It’s going to be hell on earth.”