Rise Of The Alpha King Novels & Stories

He looked like he also was struggling to process all the information what was being laid out before him. “He’s referring to a prophecy by a warlock named Cyrus Nym. Unlike a human king or queen, the Alpha King title isn’t passed down by blood, though it can be. But any Alpha can be born with a specific gene, one that makes their Alpha presence stronger, makes them stronger. One that will make all Alpha’s show respect for.” I explained, staring at nothing. “Apparently this Cyrus Nym also knows when a new King is born. One will only be born when the previous King dies. He apparently knows specific details about their whereabouts and who they are. Enough that the High Council would know.”

he replied hoarsely, through dried lips. “Trade…and she took the son of the Alpha?” the King droned, his expression never changing. Dax stared again. “My King –” Dax whispered. Before Dax could blink, the King stood before him, staring down at him. The Alpha King was a large wolf. Tall by any standard, wide by any measure, and built like a rock. He looked like Reyland in his original large form, except that every part of him was muscle, and his proportions were streamlined.

Ronan “Thank you for showing up to day Alpha King” Alpha Kingston said head bowed. Today was one of the worst days in our history, since the war of the Supernaturals. We had rogue attacks, but rogues had never come together in this number, nor had they ever been able to cause this much damage.

I closed my eyes, focusing on chanting some more, before opening them back again, and saying one last word, “Begone!” The man’s body stopped convulsing at once, and then stilled completely. “You evil woman!” Gamma Spencer shifted at once, and charged at us almost blindly. He was no match for an Alpha whose sorrow was indescribable. Indeed, Alex’s father made quick work of him. “Your highness,” Beta Marc was calling desperately. “Your highness!” Only the Alpha King was no more. His wolves began to lose the will to fight, and many of them bowed their heads in submission, some even showing their bellies. I was about to fall to my knees, but Paulina helped me remain steady.

Kaelion had left hours ago to make the preparation for the Alpha King. The Alpha King was coming. Darian Rhys Draven. She had heard his name more than a few times in her past life—a name wrapped in both reverence and fear. The ruler of the Obsidian Moon Pack. The Alpha of Alphas. Ruthless, powerful, and untouchable. He was the embodiment of control and strength. No one defied him and lived to speak about it. And today, he was coming to bear witness to her becoming Luna to Kaelion—the very man who had orchestrated her death once.

Every one of them has their head bowed in submission. Kei lifts his head just enough to look at me, a small, proud smile touching his lips. Then he lowers his head again. "All hail the Alpha King," he says, his voice clear and strong, ringing through the chamber. The words are picked up by others, a wave of sound building and growing. "ALL HAIL THE ALPHA KING!" The roar of it is deafening, a wall of sound that washes over me. I close my eyes for a second, letting it sink in. The acknowledgment. The surrender. The victory.

I said. “That doesn’t make me feel any better,” she said. “Levi’s not the one I’m worried about, my brother is,” I said to her. “It gets worse.” She sighed. “Kai’s royalty, he was the king of Scotland before Gabriel took over. His eldest son, Jericho, is the Alpha King of all wolves. They’re both married to the women they imprinted on,” I said to her. “Imprinted? What’s that?” she asked.

I manage to say. The load of the day is finally getting to me, seeping my energy. Leaving my home, my parents, having to witness a junior sneak in and then momentarily feeling like I was paralyzed? Yeah, I'd much rather sleep than do anything else. I don't know when I dozed off, but I wake up due to the noise. I groan and try to sit up, and am still rubbing my eyes when I hear something. "The first trick to get the attention of the Alpha King is to be beautiful. Which means half of you have already failed, and the rest of you are lacking it."

I looked back at our Nana and she smiled, her wrinkles creasing further. "The Alpha and his luna were murdered by wolf-hunters, human wolf-hunters. And all hell was raised between the humans and the wolves. Now the owner of the throne, and the king of the Alphas over all, Ares had enough power to extinct half, if not all, of the human race. But he didn't, instead, he went after the people who murdered his parents. Indeed he was a man with a heart after all. But that didn't end his hatred towards humans, no, instead it made him loathe them further. He, therefore, brought about a new rule; no wolf under him would be mated to a human. The aftermath of defying his rule was death and if was merci

He asks, returning to his relaxed pose. “We are all Alpha’s.” The smallest of the men answers, bowing his head down in respect when Kenji turns in his direction. Kenji drops his arms in exasperation. “I can smell that.” His voice comes out in a growl. “All four of you have Alpha blood.” He gives the air a sniff. “From powerful bloodlines too.” A frown forms on his face. “What are you guys doing with a psychotic bitch that threatens the life of your Queen?” His Alpha command dripping from his words.