Reclaimed By The Alpha King Novels & Stories

I ripped the dirty thing off her and fought the powerful urge to carry her in my arms away from there. I knew I had to walk away, I wanted nothing to do with her. She was the daughter of my enemy; the person responsible for the misery that was now my life. The goddess made a very big mistake thinking I could ever forget what the human race took from me or my kind. I would prove the deity wrong in every way I could. "Alpha?" Alina placed a perfectly manicured hand over mine. I looked down at her hand, studying it a bit before raising my head in her direction. Alina the beauty of the realm and my fianceé. She also happened to be the only child of the regional council chief.

I should be the one who hated the idea of being mated to a lowly omega, but instead she was the one who felt cheated by the Moon goddess, and she wanted to discard our mate bond. I wanted to claim her. To fuck her brains out until the only thing in her head was that I owned her. I was her king. I wanted to make her high on my cock, until she had my seven dripping from every hole, but then she had the audacity to reject me. No one rejected the Alpha king. That was her biggest and worst mistake. I made it my mission to show her who her king was. One by one, I took away her sense of self worth. I took away the light and it was then I began to see the light leave her eyes.

His voice shook the entire temple with such overwhelming fury that the stone railings of the upper gallery began to crack. His body suddenly exploded into motion. His bones snapped and expanded with terrifying speed as his purebred Alpha King form took over. But before his nine-inch claws could reach the base of the silver altar, a massive secondary wall of more than five hundred elite Crimson Vanguard warriors rushed into the room. Their silver spears locked together, forming a solid shield wall that struck my father and threw him backward onto the hard marble floor.

And in that moment, I made a choice that shattered both our worlds. "I don't have time for all this. I'm the Alpha King, and I can't afford to have an Omega as the queen. I, Marcus Danielson, Alpha King, reject you as my mate," I declared, my voice colder than I intended. The pain in her eyes, the single tear that fell, tore at my heart. I turned to walk away, the weight of my duty heavy upon me. But as I took those steps, guilt gnawed at my conscience. I couldn't leave her completely defenseless, vulnerable to the harsh realities of our world.

My eyes followed her until she was out of the main door, and away from the space I occupied. Slowly, my gaze flickered to the group of Alphas in the corner. One of them was looking at me now. Alpha Kingsley—her father. His lips were tugged into a smug smile, that told me I could do nothing and he would always reign over this Kingdom like a secret puppet master. For the first time in five years, I smiled back. He had no idea what was coming for him and his group. Before this night ended, all of them would be dead. They would never get the chance to think of a Lycan as their puppet again. Because wolves could never be caged. They preferred death over becoming puppets in a circus.

Their friendship became strained because Alpha Wyatt didn't support him when he needed it. Alpha Kian became the next alpha of his pack and later the Alpha King after killing Alpha Wyatt and his entire family—except for his mate—and the whole Red Crescent pack. It was believed that Alpha Wyatt's mate was a traitor who was already in love with Alpha Kian. She appeared to have shared information about all the secret tunnels and access points for enemies to raid and kill everyone.

And just like that, X handed him his notice — and not the polite kind. The three Alphas didn’t waste a second. One moment they were still, the next they were tearing toward the enemy like storms breaking loose. They shouted orders as they ran, rallying their wolves, while Reynold, his son, and their beta scrambled back to their side. From what I could tell, there were no women among them.

“The name ‘Krymes’ must be removed from the pack insignia.” He nodded with a, “Consider it done. None of them will get away.” Richard Krymes was dead and the innocent who had passed away can rest peacefully knowing that the evil that assisted to kill thousands was now dead, and his followers were completely extinct. His reign of terror was over. Rumors of the Alpha King were a dishonor to his reputation. In reality, he was powerful and could be as ruthless and brutal in war. With the exception that he was revamping the werewolf kingdom and creating a justified realm for peace and improved livelihood.

He had grown tired of the whispers and the judgment, longing for a chance to break free from the confines of his predetermined fate. But amidst this darkness, a flicker of hope had emerged. Malta had encountered the witches. They revealed to him a tantalizing possibility—a chance to transform from a rogue to a true Alpha King. They spoke of the Recessive Lion Pride, a mythical Were that held the power to lift the curse of his rogue status and unlock his true potential as the Alpha King. It was a path that offered him the love and acceptance he had yearned for all his life.

It was the same intensity that had guided me when I came to consciousness here. “But he’s still here for the deal.” Carter cleared his throat, face scrunched like he bit into a slice of lemon. “It gives him an excuse not to leave our territory.” I sighed. Amid the chaos, it completely slipped my mind why Alpha Sebastian came over. “We can cancel the deal, citing his behaviour with our pack member.” Warmth flooded my belly. The fact that Oliver was ready to go that far felt reassuring and sweet.