Regal Novels & Stories

' she says, wiping my tears away. 'Mother, this is my mate, Alpha Maximus,' I say to her. 'Not little Maximus? Not my best friend’s little boy? Luna Mirabelle and Alpha Theodores son?' she asks in amazement. Maximus smiles, 'Yes, the one and only,’ he smiles. My mother stands and hugs him, 'I couldn't ask the Moon Goddess for a better mate for my daughter,' she says to him. 'Mother,' I say, 'I want you to come and meet your three grand-pups,' I smile.

If he had only known earlier, he would never have done so, instead, he would have ordered his son to escape along with his older sisters as the fate of their kingdom rest in the boy’s survival. A soldier kneeled before them. “Your majesty, the army has stopped,” he informs before standing up. “What is that?” prince Rakal frowned at several huge wooden contraptions that were being pulled by horses clad in black armor behind the army lines. It seemed to resemble a carriage covered in metal plating with a metallic dragon figurehead that had its mouth open. “Look on the horizon!” Another soldier shouted pointing at the hilltop.

Regal’s gaze moved over Ryan, then to Trevor, and finally to me. His eyes lingered a fraction longer on me. “So,” he said at last, his voice low and cutting through the air like steel, “this is the direwolf.” I resisted the urge to shrink under his scrutiny. Instead, I took a step forward and met his gaze. “Elena of the Star Raider Pack.” The air seemed to tighten. A long silence followed before Regal nodded once. “Sit.” We took our places across from them. No smiles. No pleasantries. The kind of meeting where alliances were forged in fire or shattered in frost.

However, the fact still remains that they betrayed him and sold secrets to the CIA. He wasn't going to idly sit by and let it happen. He would make their betrayal a lesson for everyone else, and let them know that the Regnante's weren't ruling for no reason. They earned this title through bloodshed, sweat, and murder. No one was going to double-cross a Regnante, because that would be the first and last mistake he will ever make against them. Now one just needed a foolproof way to make them suffer and understand the consequences of messing with him.

The cause of their origin has not yet been traced. There was still some time left in my marking ceremony, so I decided to explore the elite warriors, enforcers, alphas, Kings and Queens. The walls were filled with the portraits of most amazing leaders, fighters supernatural world has seen. The portrait of first Alfa Re was the largest, it was accompanied by few inches smaller portrait of first Luna Regina. She was a stunning she wolf with high cheek bones, slender nose, full lips and sharp jaw. Her pale skin signifying her origin from the country of Russia.

She looked through the peep hole. "Shit" she mumbled and I exchanged a worried look with Cassy. Mom opened the door to reveal Varg and several other large, black leather clad men. As I looked closer, I recognized Jackal, Hound and of course, Wolf. "We thought that we should welcome our sister back home!" Varg boomed. "Crap" I said and Wolf smiled at me.

His father was the ruler over Australia, and Alpha Superior Devereaux used the Beta to help overthrow his own father with promise of a title. Damn, these are some ruthless people. "Oh well," she said. "They're probably going to start decorating this room next week for the Gala of Arrival, which is the eve of the Centennial. It will look really pretty once they've put all the flowers out." With that comment, she led me out of the ballroom, my mind still stuck on the newly-exposed ruthlessness of my mate. "Next we have what I like to call the West Wing," she said. We walked through a set of doors guarded by two burly men and into an office space. I recognized it instantly.

Some were to conceal the wrecking smell of animal blood which they consumed and some, were just there for beauty, herbs, and even the vampire body smell concealer. "Hi, dad, Regal greeted as he almost walked past his dad. "come over here, young man" Raymond commanded, "have you forgotten your manners, you don't know how to greet your leader anymore, I might be your dad, but am also your leader, don't treat me so casually", He ordered. Regal rolled his eyes before turning around to face his dad, growing up without a mother, he had always been carefree with his dad so 'why was his 'old man' making a fuss out of it only now?' He th

Everything between Eira and I was finally sealed. Throwing a short sleeve vintage shirt and a white tailored trousers on after taking my shower, I slid my feet into my white palm slippers. Fixing my wristwatch on my wrist as I watched my reflection from the mirror, I reached for my comb, styling my hair to the back. I picked up my favorite perfume, spraying quite a quantity. “Don’t choke me to death,” Red roared. “Fucking get use to it, Animal.” “I can’t ever get used to….” He was still speaking when I shut him out.

Finally, the most beautiful specimen of werewolf I have ever seen jumps out of the helicopter. I'm not gay, but there was a werewolf capable of making heads of all genders spin. I know how to appreciate male beauty. We werewolves are very rarely ugly. Even rogues are attractive, either way, but in front of us was the most beautiful of them all. Dressed in light blue jeans ripped above the knee, a white T-shirt, white sneakers, and a jacket to match the pants, he was a tall creature with an athletic physique, slightly long blond hair, and sparkling blue eyes. That one was Angel; his face was almost a copy of his mother's. We can all say that we are seeing a true angel that just fell from the