Novel & Cerita Reclaiming The Throne

And if it reached the pack elders—if Silas heard that his son was favoring a human, that the future Alpha was being influenced—it would plant seeds of mistrust. Doubt was all she needed. Alaric would have to choose. And Bianca would make sure he chose the throne. And if she couldn’t, she was sure his parents would do it for her. They always did. She stared at her reflection in the dark window. The city lights flickered behind her. You don't get to have him, she thought. Not while I'm still here.

"She wrote it right before they took him. I think you should hear it, both of you, before we decide what to do next." He read it aloud, his voice barely above a whisper, and the fire seemed to lean in to listen too. "'Whoever finds this, tell my son the throne was never his to lose. It was only ever his to reclaim.'" Nobody spoke for a long time. Outside, the sun was fully up now, spilling gold across the floor in long, uneven bars, and somewhere beyond the palace walls, a man who had spent his whole life being told he didn't exist was out there, waiting for someone to finally come looking for him.

But victory felt hollow watching everything burn. "The people need to see their king," Kael said to Rowan. "They need to know you survived. That you're taking the throne." Rowan nodded. "Gather everyone. All rebels. All citizens who stayed loyal." Within an hour, hundreds had gathered in the courtyard. Wolves from every pack, servants and guards who'd switched sides. Rowan stood before them. No wheelchair. No pretense. Just a king claiming his birthright. "My uncle is dead," he announced. His voice carried across the crowd. "His reign of terror is over. The throne returns to its rightful line."

“I want to take what is mine. Now that I have a daughter, I long for a son. With you. Harad, Xanne, you and I can live together, that is the intention of the Moon Goddess. We must rule the Kingdom, it is predestined.” I shake my head confidently. “I would rather forsake my claim to the throne! I will never give in to such wickedness,” I declared with determination. “And as for convincing Harad, don't even try. You will never succeed with him either. Take my word for that.” “Well, then I have no choice but to take action against you!” he answered calmly. “No matter what happens, I will claim and mark you.”...

Maybe, just maybe, there was still a chance to salvage what was supposed to be mine. But my small moment of satisfaction was shattered when Jack suddenly cleared his throat, his deep voice cutting through the quiet like a knife. “I have an announcement,” he said, his tone calm but firm, instantly commanding attention. I froze, my heart skipping a beat as I turned to look at him. His hazel eyes were steady as he spoke, his voice steady as a mountain. “The throne room will be rebuilt,” Hs said simply. My heart sank. What does that mean? Before I could make sense of it, he continued, “And when it is complete, I will crown Emily as my Luna Queen.” The world tilted, and I couldn’t stop the shriek

He reiterated my exact words defensively. "Do you not realize the implication of that? You've been in mermaid waters before." The only sound now was from Philip. Then I choked. "What?" I was the most curious. I mean, I had to be. I had almost no idea about myself so every little thing I discovered made me feel better. The scales on my back was on the list of things Tiberius and I kept from the council. And trust me, there was more. "You've been in mermaid waters." She repeated. "At some point in your life, you lived or visited mermaid waters so your blood automatically qualifies as antidote since you have a touch of mermaid."

Elinor spoke up this time, “Mother, you must be mistaken. I never sold our family out. It was father who-” “Keep quiet!” Her mother said with an authoritative tone and Elinor flinched, “You will not lie to me. Your father told me everything. You were siding with the king all this time and leaving the blame on him,” “Mother, do you really believe what you're saying?” Elinor asked feeling hurt at how her father set her up with her mother and at how easily her mother believed the worse of her. “Mother, please let me explain. Father is trying to take the throne away from his majesty. He has organized a coup to overtake the throne and kill his majesty,” Elinor said,

Their expressions all looked tense, with frowns furrowed and hardened jaws. "We need to start preparing because a major war seems inevitable," Father said. "Several kingdoms are experiencing crises simultaneously. The Eastern Kingdom is experiencing the massive civil war their land has ever seen. "The Southern Kingdom lost their next leader, who had been betrothed to the strongest Alpha in their kingdom. The man accused the King of doing it on purpose and threatened to remove him from his throne. The Western Kingdom is facing serious internal problems within its palace. I believe this is happening under the influence of outsiders," Father explained.

she started and walked out of the door. Damian followed her and grabbed her hand. Her gaze softens as he stares directly into her eyes. “Isla, come on. I'm sorry that I said that. I don't want to lose you.” Isla stared at him. She knows that he's only saying that because he's afraid she'll leave like Giselle did. All this time, she only wants what Giselle has. She wants to steal her fame, her popularity, and even her husband if she has to. In short, she wanted to replace Giselle's position.

Half of our strength lies in our wrists. “You're right. I want something in return.” My brows twitch. “The deal is simple…” “You help me get the throne, and I'll let you have your revenge.” “Throne? You want to be Alpha?” “That position was always mine.” His eyes perk up, glowing feral. Till now, I have never witnessed that look. “As soon as my father passed away, Lozark snatched the throne from me. He announced his mysterious son, Raven Aylestone, his heir.”