Realm Kings Novels & Stories

The sound was agonizingly rhythmic. "An Alpha King is manageable as long as he follows the ancient laws. But a King whose mate bond is tied to the extinct Vaelcrest lineage? A King whose mate is also claimed by the rogue leader of the Midnight Eclipse? That girl is a living weapon that could shatter the treaty of the Seven Kingdoms."

"T-The truth is... I am from the fu—" "His Majesty, Alpha King Claudian Alexander IV, and Her Majesty, Luna Queen Rachelle Simon-Alexander, along with His Royal Highness, Crown Prince Claudian Alexander V from the Waevalon Kingdom, have arrived!" My eyes darted to the entrance, where I saw two powerful monarchs from the Waevalon Kingdom. The Alpha King was wearing a royal suit which was the same goes for their son, while the Luna Queen was wearing a military suit. I lost the part where Demetrius was about to say something but heard him gasping as soon as our attention was on the door.

Behind him stood hundreds of fully armed guards in black armor. On their banners was a symbol that struck fear across the entire continent. The Greedwolf Royals from the Northern Realm. The altar fell into deathly silence. Even the blade in Silas's hand slipped from his fingers and clattered to the ground. "Th-the Greedwolf King…" One elder dropped to his knees, trembling. "It's the ruler of the Northern Realm, Alex Cruz!" My brother, Alex, looked coldly at the nearly suffocating Ronan in his grasp, his voice like judgment from hell itself.

I turn and gesture toward the shimmering seam in the distance. “They will return here,” I say. “How do you know?” “Because the girl is curious.” “And the king?” “Will follow the disturbance.” One of the younger dragons frowns. “And then?” “Then we take her.” The simplicity of the statement settles over them like frost. No elaborate speeches. No complicated strategy. Just the truth. Capture the Madrigal. Break the harmony. Control the bridge. A dragon from the other realm crosses his arms. “And the king?” I meet his gaze.

He has always had such a loud voice. As the doors to the great hall were spread open, Ravna walked in first as the attention of the nobles turned and looked in my direction, each having in hand a glass of wine. The music stopped at that instance. "His Highness, King Barakar of House Gavanar, Supreme Ruler and King of the five kingdoms, Alpha of the Iron Claw Pack!" With a loud voice, Ravna gave quite the introduction, ushering me in with a bow, the royal guards following behind. Everyone in the great hall bowed as I walked up to the seat at the high table. Until I sat no one lifted their heads.

"And the remaining capital?" "The remaining capital is placed into low-volatility asset structures," Selin answered smoothly. "You let it generate yield quietly. You don't buy sports cars, you don't buy mansions to impress people who already dislike you, and you certainly don't advertise the ledger." Ethan offered a faint, genuinely impressed smile. "That is... remarkably thorough." "It's basic governance, Ethan," Selin said, though a tiny, almost imperceptible softening appeared around her eyes at his compliment. "It's what I do every single day for multi-million-dollar firms."

I remained where I was. Rowan slowly raised one hand. “Alpha Damian Volkova.” He pointed toward the men behind him. “Allow me to introduce you to the rulers whose existence you have refused to acknowledge.” The first man stepped forward. “King Aldric of the Northern Wildlands.” Another stepped forward. “King Malakar of the Ashen Lands.” Then the third came forward. His eyes were completely black. “King Draven of the Forgotten Territory.” A cold silence filled the hall. Three Alpha Kings. They were all here.

"Maria is not very happy with how the coven witches were received into the pack. I have pacified her for the time being." "Of course you have." Noelle rolled her eyes. Grey and Alec looked confusedly between Amaris and Noelle, and then at Ezekiel as if asking for help. "Boys, meet Amaris Gate-" "His Royal Highness, King Amaris Gate." Salazar said, "The King of Rogues, and the most powerful entity of the were-kind after the majestic Moon Goddess." "Huh?" Alec was very much confused. "You don't have to say it like that." Amaris chuckled.

Even General Rachelle's teasing composure tightened into something sharper, more formal. Lucretius's hand stilled at my side. The banners at the far end of the grounds stirred, parting slowly. And then, at last, they appeared. Claudian Alexander IV, newly crowned Alpha King of the Waevalon Kingdom. For years, he had been a name spoken behind closed doors, a presence kept deliberately hidden while the kingdom burned and rebuilt itself in blood and secrecy. Now, he walked openly into the light, who was tall, composed, his bearing unmistakably regal despite the restraint in his expression.

"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."