Reclaimed By The Alpha King Novels & Stories

One line of text: "You killed the wrong brother. The real Alpha King is still coming." My blood went cold

he divulged, I heaved a deep sigh. “Who are you? Where are you from?” “Jeremiah is the one and true Alpha, no one can take that away from us. It’s our fate and our destiny to make sure he sits on that throne. We’re coming, this is just the tip of what’s to come, we’re not running. It’s called regrouping, you’ll be dead when we return” I held his throat, growling in anger as I dug my claws into his stomach, making a huge hole as I watched his lungs and intestines, leave his body. I couldn’t allow him to finish his words, his words pissed me off and he doesn’t deserve to leave.

His tone shifted, almost gentle, as he spoke. "But I promised my little princess,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, “that not a single drop of Crimson Pack blood would be spilled. And I, Alpha King Albert, keep my promises. I won’t touch a single soul here. You’re all fortunate...because my daughter loves this pack more than her own father.” His eyes held a strange mix of pride, regret, and a faint sorrow that made Selena’s own eyes sting. “But that won’t stop me from claiming my revenge,” Albert continued, his voice chillingly resolute. He turned his gaze to the royal family members from Euphoria, his expression hardening once more. “So, to the royals of Euphoria, I offer you

He expected it to be Simon again, but it was Cronus. "I have been waiting." He snapped, as he picked the call. "Well, I have been in a meeting all day. You aren’t the only person feeling cranky now, Dr. Beloca." Cronus snapped back. Dr. Beloca took deep breaths and forced himself to calm down. "What do you have for me?" He heard the man's exhalation from the other end of the line. When he spoke again, like himself, his voice was calmer. "It is better news. The Alpha King has returned to his home this evening." He announced. "You can attack now. Send as many men as you can." The line went dead.

He spat at me. “And you’re a disgrace to every race. This whole fucking planet, even the goddesses, have turned their back on you.” Aamon stepped back as I dove my claws into his neck, severing everything important from his body and head. For a moment, there was a cry but his body fell limp and all sound died. I retracted my hand and turned around. The Alpha King was laying at the feet of Olivia. Two of his limbs were cast aside and his head severed from his body as well. Olivia was now turned, helping Tatiana against the two other fey.

the Alpha King explained. Blair huffed and sat back in her seat. The Alpha King went on, “They’ve been taken, only to be found days later… mutilated. Killed. Some… tortured." Alpha Thea of the Eastern Wards spoke, voice tight with fury, "This isn’t just war. This is a purge." Victoria flinched slightly. The hall fell into a murmur of scattered conversation, Alphas and Lunas quietly debating their next moves. But Victoria barely heard them. Her thoughts had drifted far from the room, her gaze unfocused.

Instinctively, I stopped just out of sight, my body still while my attention sharpened. “Did you hear what happened to the Moonwalker Pack?” one of the girls whispered, her voice low, edged with fear. “And the Krypta Clan?” “How could anyone not?” the other replied quietly. “The Alpha King wiped them out… well, almost. They say he’s beyond furious.” The first girl inhaled sharply. “Furious enough to slaughter entire packs?” “He’s not stopping,” the second said with certainty. “Not until they pay twice over for their treason.”

Together, they had forged a path of forgiveness and redemption, embracing the power of second chances. In the months that followed the battle, Alessia had come to understand the complexities of Adrian's position as the Alpha King. His responsibilities weighed heavily on his shoulders, and she admired the way he navigated the intricate politics of their world. He was just and fair, always striving to create a realm where every lycan could thrive.

AYLA BAILORE Lying to the Alpha King was dangerous. It was stupid and the worst mistake ever. But none of that mattered right now, not when my body was so paralyzed with shock and tears filled my eyes as I watched Lucian fight off the rogues. A fear like no other gripped my chest at the thought of something bad happening to him. With another swipe of the King's wolf claw, one of the rogue wolves fell to the ground, just as a few wolves hurried to where we were, and without hesitating, Lucian's wolf tore apart the other wolf, detaching its head from its body, bathing the air and the trees in blood.

I informed him with a cold voice. He shuddered at the tone of my voice, but he tried to be stubborn. “No, I want—” “Then leave my presence before you regret coming here to waste time.” I replied coldly. His eyes widened slightly, and he shook his head frantically. “No, I didn't….” Then he released a sigh of defeat. “Fine.” He gritted through clenched teeth. “The Alpha King, Alpha Knox Blackwood, has found his mate,” he declared.