Royal Husky Kingdom Novels & Stories

Ana said. “Is he single?” asked Marigold instantaneously. “No and yes.” “Wait, is he King or not? I’m confused,” said Megan. “There is no King,” I said a little loudly, blushing in embarrassment. “Then why did you say that?” she asked Ana. “Her brother is reigning over thirty-something Alphas and their packs. He might not have the title, but at the moment, that’s pretty much the closest thing to royalty that wolves have.”

I want to hate him, I want a reason to hate him other than his father. He’s staring at my wolf, many do. Hunterson wolves are one of a kind, we’re all raven furred, with our golden eyes. Our sheer size can stop a war, and that is why we are classed as royalty in the wolf world. We’re the protectors of our kind, we keep order and control and we offer refuge for any wolf that needs it.

But then, the only true royals were Ryder, Xanth and Mavrek, Iris and her family had gotten the title of royalty only through her betrothal to Ryder, and they exercised every right that came with the title, most especially Ermine, who loved to parade herself as Queen mother, and as long as they did not interfere with matters concerning the kingdom, Ryder couldn’t care less about the way they acted. The food had been served and everyone had begun to eat, all except for Ryder who was busy with some scrolls. The disturbance at the Eldham border was beginning to bug him because it was a kingdom as small as Rocheveron that had been brave enough to disturb his empire. His face was straight and his

Other wolves pack was jealous of him and wanted his territory, but none of them was powerful enough to take him down. King Leonardo ruled over his pack for many centuries. There was peace and prosperity in his land. For many years it seems nothing can break his kingdom down. But one day his Luna died of childbirth. On the day that was supposed to be his happiest was the day he felt he lost everything. On the early eve of spring his youngest princess was born. However, she did not look like the rest of the pack. She had white fur with black nose, and blue eyes. He was outraged with the way she looked. She didn't look anything like him or his luna.

"I have the records, Adele. The measurements and doses, to empower our entire race, I have spent a decade calculating this. I am not creating a single weaponized wolf to hold a border. I am making an entire army of invulnerable hybrids who answer exclusively to my voice." "The pack will never follow a coward," I spat, glaring up into his placid face. "They know you are insane and Rowan is the true Alpha." "Rowan is the lunatic who can barely keep his own skin from tearing apart," Eric sneered. " Everyone is weary of a king who blacks out and threatens his own captains. When I demonstrate the reality of the Erias serum, they will kneel. And you... you will be the fountain that feeds the empir

He said. Imperial family my ass! The monarch in this country was long gone! And how did they even know I'm a descendant? Did they scanned my whole body with some advanced equipment or something? I told him he's delusional and that i wasn't the one he was looking for. I showed him my house which was an old apartment with a hole on the roof, creaking floor and smelly hallways. "If i was a royalty or something i wouldn't be living here and should be enjoying luxury, but I'm not, so get out! "

I make my way quickly to the stables where Hunt is busy cleaning out stalls while another helper is taking care of the Prince's horses. Apparently Hunt is not considered trustworthy enough to actually take care of a horse. All he can do is clean up after them. Considering how often he has cleaned up my messes I cannot help but admit that he is rather good at it.

“You aren't going anywhere, Rosa, especially with my kids. You will remain in this pack as my Queen and those children will be mine.” “I will never be your Queen. You got what you wanted, a werewolf mate that is more powerful than me, and that's who you'll stay with! These kids will never be yours. If I have to put my life in the line for it, then I will.” He growled at me, but I didn't flinch. “Rosa, I have no intention of getting married to you again, but you will pose as my Queen and mother of my children.” “I will pose as nothing that concerns you, these kids are mine, and I have taken on the responsibility of taking care of them myself, if you want kids ask your whore for a girlfriend t

The raucous noise reminded her of the feasts she had witnessed in Kattegat, but this time, she was to join in rather than serve. Life had its way of playing tricks. It remained unclear to her whether they were planning to attack her kingdom or negotiate with her father, potentially offering lands in exchange for her—a typical Viking strategy. If Helen had accompanied her, Sophie might have learned a thing or two about their plans, but she was on her own. "Join us, Princess," King Harald beckoned, seated beside Floki and his brother. "Get our Princess a drink, please," King Ragnar instructed one of the servants they had brought along.

In the world of wolves, hidden away from the view of humans, there are certain expectations and rules that are set in place. Alphas rule and protect the Pack. Kings protect the entire race, willing to give their lives if necessary. Pack members find their purpose, whether it's learning to fight, learning medicine, or being the advocate for the human realm so they can continue living their lives. All of these roles are critical to the survival of every pack. That is why if there is a wrench thrown into these expectations, things tend to go wrong.