Royal Ranger Book 6 Novels & Stories

I don’t know what I would do if I ever lost this woman, and I’ll make damn sure that never happens. “I love you, Sara. You are my universe, my moon and stars, and everything in between.” She leans in and kisses me before telling me, “Ditto, man of mine.” Life is good right now, but I have a feeling something big is coming. Something terrible but wonderful, and I don’t think anyone will ever be the same afterwards. The End! Thank you so much for reading Romerian Alpha’s Mate, book 2 in The Royal Wolf Of Zidiah series.

Pockets—the corgi-sized, Leonberger-furred, big-hearted hero of this tale. I had been with them through it all: the moments of fear that shadowed Makayla, the fiery anger that flared in Lilac’s chest, the blizzard that had roared outside, the jolt of that car crash, and the silence that fell over us when the humans lost their ability to communicate. I was their silent sentinel—nudging, barking, curling up close when things felt unbearable, even staring down anyone who dared to intimidate my girls into retreating.

KELLEN Like a pack of silent thieves, we filed out of the barracks one by one, Jasper leading the way. He had brought six warriors with him that had all drawn a white X on their leather vests so we knew who was a friend and not foe. Creeping through the arena and towards the Palace swiftly and quietly. *My King* Rogue handed me my sword, the one the old lady had gifted me *I kept it safe* he smiled. “You are with me Rogue,” I nodded thanks to him,

Huts were on fire, the thick smoke almost blinding as rogues ran around pulling men towards the thick forest. A chill ran down her spine at the thought of what was going to happen to them. She knew the men would be killed. Toban didn't want any more dragon riders to be born. He wanted King Albert's riders to dwindle to nothing to make it easier for him to take the kingdom.

Her eyes were so focused on the ruins of her dream that she hadn’t realized Ryder was still holding her naked body in his warm embrace—until a loud, possessive growl tore through the air. “What is the meaning of this?” a furious voice boomed. Ryder opened his arms, and Zoriana turned to face an absolutely livid Gael. Behind him stood his Beta and a stern contingent of royal warriors. “My pack is on fire, as you can see,” Zoriana replied numbly.

My wolf howled inside me, fire coursing through my veins. I shifted partially claws, sharper senses, speed but not fully. I couldn’t risk losing control near the palace. The figure came at me again, faster. I ducked and slashed with my claws, sparks flying when they met a shimmering barrier around its body. “You can’t win,” it hissed. “The book belongs to the king. To take it is death.” “Then I guess I’m already dead,” I spat, lunging forward.

And five glowing pillars of colored light shooting into the heavens—each pulsing with raw power. She didn’t know what any of it meant. But she would find out. And she would find the wolf. And when she did… maybe then the pieces would start to make sense. Maybe then she'd stop feeling like a loaded weapon waiting for a target. Somewhere ahead—beyond the edge of the world she knew—was a pack who called the Rockies home. A pack whose Queen had already become legend in whispers and rumors. The one the wind had been whispering to her about for over a year now.

he declared loudly. Klara squeaked at the man now holding her close to him as if she was about to run, tingles had engulfed her body. Lightning was almost uncomfortably shooting from one of King's hands being on her bare leg. But she couldn’t help another squeal of pain from the injuries she wanted no-one to see. The smell that was so appealing wrapped around her, it was the King! She shook against him, terrified. He was her mate, her wolf was smiling before she felt her slip further back, she thought nothing of it though, her wolf was rarely with her anyway. She couldn’t relax. He was the King! A King that should kill her on the spot for the pack she belongs to. “My King… I-I’m sorry,”

The fire welcomed her like an old friend, wings of living flame unfurling as her body became light, heat, and spirit. Saelari whispered, “Fly, Guardian. Let them see what you were always meant to be.” The phoenix and the wolf burst through the trees together, sunlight catching in gold feathers and grey and white fur as they raced toward the cabin—toward their purpose. The cabin door slammed open with the force of a small explosion. Cheyenne nearly spilled her tea. Tora dropped the map she’d been annotating. Collin cursed under his breath and reached for a blade out of pure instinct. Even Jax looked halfway to shifting before he registered the familiar blur of feathers and fur.

Once Alpha found out that the Queen was to be a part of the vampire kingdom, he had me get a job here so I could give him inside information, which I did, no questions asked. I don't really have any information for Leo, even if he did get in touch. I know that there are rumors going around that the King and the Head Warrior have put together a few patrols that are hidden around the grounds and territory, making it a lot harder for me to sneak him in without either giving myself away or getting him caught. No one will confirm where or even when these hidden patrols happen. I can't even get some of the guards that have unknowingly told me secrets of the royals to talk about them. From what I u