Protecting The King Movie Novels & Stories

I can go ask Dante but then he will know I'm not willing to let her go. I can't afford him to know this about me. Whoever this American Don is better, be prepared. Because I'm down with her, I don't know if I will ever be done with her. No type of torture will be enough for her to open her mouth. "King," her slutty voice didn't go unnoticed as he appeared in front of me. "I see you took care of our little problem," she says running her fingers down my shirt. "Allow me to return the favor."

"Bailey will live and that's my order. No one will touch not even a hair on her head and that's final." "But.." *Are you questioning your king?" Noah's voice was low, cold and icy. The guard shook his head vehemently and Noah nodded. " Good. Now get out of here."

Facing them was King Collins with George by his side and his people scattered everywhere. “I never thought that King Jonas’ son would one day come to claim his promised bride, but I could never be gladder that it was you King Patrick, and so I’ll ask this of you as king to king, man to man and father to his son” the king nodded, “Please protect my daughter…”

The words struck me like ice water. “What did you say?” My voice was sharp, my gown rustling as I rose to my feet. They repeated it. Heat flared inside me. “Didn’t he know it isn’t safe for me?” “The King says you will have his protection. The royal guards will guard you.” “And what about Finn...” My voice cracked, and I quickly corrected myself. “What about Prince Finnian, who has been protecting me all this time?” They exchanged glances, startled by my outburst.

She's still breathing, looking better than when she stood before me at the altar. “I know we haven't been close, Isolde, but that doesn't change the fact that you’re my niece and…” The king flicks his gaze to mine, then back to hers. “I believe I should protect you from any harm.” I grin. “I… I don't understand… protection from… what?” Isolde blinks, confused. She ought to be. A man who doesn't care about her existence suddenly wants to protect her. How absurd. The king should do better than that.

“What the f*ck?!” Explosions occurred at several exits from the palace perimeter, cars exiting the parameters of the royal area were blown up and the warriors inside rushed to turn into their wolves to protect themselves and their companions. “My king…” The king’s guards hurriedly looked back to check on the king who had already opened the car door and stepped out to transform into his big black wolf. Harry, who was in charge of guarding the kingdom, had closed the entrance based on orders from the king knowing that he was able to protect himself out there.

The guard moved to slit his throat, but the servant shouted. “It’s a rebellion, Sire!” The King bolted off Keanna and faced the servant. “What are you saying? Who would dare start a rebellion?!” The servant became frantic, “The 9th prince Neil did. Quickly Sire, you must escape, half of the palace has already died.” The King dressed quickly and hurriedly escaped the room with his servants in tow. Only a naked Keanna remained. Prince Neil, she knew him. She’d seen him from afar many times. During the night security in the harem was tight but in the day she could roam wherever she pleased, however limited.

“No please! Please! Spare her! Ple— “ I stab him straight in the heart and twist it, watching him lose his life. Just then we hear a commotion from outside the club and i signal to one of the guards to check it out. I pull out my knife and one of the guards hands me a piece of cloth on which I wipe it. My second in command, also my best friend— Dom, orders the rest of the guys to dispose of the body and clean up. I leave with him following behind me. I get to my office and set my knife down. “You realize his daughter is only 8.”

"Shiv'ra will do penance for their role in this unrest but as their new king has given us free reign to punish the offenders, their sanction shall only be for a year." Murmurs of assent rang out from the crowd. "Hear the words of the king!" The herald announced. "All hail king Nicolas! All hail king Nicolas!" His people's cheers followed him out of the courtyard and into the castle. The doors shut behind him giving him much needed time to breathe. "Ruling becomes you, my King." Odeya's husky voice came from behind him before warm hands landed on his shoulder easing him into the chair. "How are your legs?"

"Surrender yourself, and I'll show mercy to these fools who followed you. Refuse, and I'll kill every last one of them. Starting with the omegas." "No deal," Zane said, shifting beside me. His voice carried its own power, different from an Alpha's but just as compelling. "She's under my protection." "Your protection means nothing here, Rogue King. This is pack business." "She stopped being pack business when you banished her." "A technicality I'm willing to overlook if she comes quietly." I looked around at the faces watching me. Jamie, who'd risked everything to follow. Dalton's father, who'd turned against his own Alpha for honor. The omegas I'd protected over the years, now protecting me.