Romans & histoires Sholawat Alfa Salam

She was yearning for her mate and I was too. General's POV: Everyone stood up when the inexplicable power of Alfa Re- the werewolves' King, the Supernaturals' King made it presence known. The engima of the creature was magnificent. Something not seen and heard of even in the supernatural word. Alfa Re made his way to his seat and occupied it and titled his head to right which was indication for everyone present to sit down. Everyone followed the que to take their seats. Alfa Re flicked his left hand and it was the permission to Head Royal Gamma to start the meeting.

His voice was gentle as he uttered unfamiliar words that began to walk through my mind and I could see them as if I were reading a book. “EXSALLIRIEM” , I said weakly. I felt the ground tremble around me while everything began to crumble as the creatures were caught in disbelief and a grain of fear was seen in Zit’s eyes. I could feel the wave of heat flowing through my body restoring my strength and voice;” EXSALLIRIEM QXANTO”, I gasped as a strong wind blew in the room carrying everything in front of me, my shackles cracking under the strong light illuminated the room like the sun, turning the creatures to dust.

Together, hand in hand, we would walk happily into the rest of our lives. [The End.]

The room fell silent as an aura radiated off of Ryder that proved that he is the alpha of all alphas. “You will not be part of the fight! You will take your people and leave here until I say you can return.” Shock fell on the face of every wolf and dragon in the room. Drake was the only one who didn’t look surprised. Alpha Gabriel bowed his head to his grandson, no longer able to hold back his submission. An alpha greater than him has spoken, and he has no choice but to obey. Before anyone else could speak a warrior wolf threw the door open to the meeting room. No one questioned his motives as the look on his face said it all. My heart plummeted as I knew we were out of time.

But when he saw the emptiness in my eyes, he only said quietly, “You burned down the house. Are you satisfied now, Your Highness?” The title sliced through me like ice. To him, the Alpha of the wealthiest Pack, a villa was nothing. Ashes could be rebuilt. He didn’t understand this wasn’t about walls or furniture; it was about showing him my wolf’s grief, her breaking. I lifted my head slowly, meeting his gaze with nothing but silence. The eyes that once adored him were stone cold now, as if he were a stranger passing in the street. His assistant rushed up. “Mr. Richard, the jet’s ready. The Alpha summit in Switzerland can’t be delayed.”

Because I normally had the same expression back in college whenever my friends messed with some supernatural being they shouldn't have. So, I turned around to look at him properly. "Who did you say you were again?" The man snapped out of his daze and replied. "My name is Harrison. I serve as the Grand Beta to His Majesty." Oh my God. I clenched my teeth to conceal my reaction to his identity. The fact that I was speaking to the second most powerful man in the Werewolf Realm sent shivers down my spine. Everything suddenly felt surreal in the moment, cementing the fact that I had somehow ended up as the Alpha King's mate.

“Let the world remember tonight. The Alpha has risen. And his Luna stands beside him.” Together, they left the hall as the wind howled and the earth trembled. Change had come. And no one—not even the gods—could stop it now.

Moonlight poured over the altar as I gazed at the face opposite me. Lucian's face was simply breathtaking, and he looked like he'd been carefully sculpted. Everything felt perfect, as if I were in a dream. Our ceremony proceeded smoothly until it was time for the marking. That expected discordant voice shattered the beauty entirely. "Alpha, please wait!" Seraphina was carried in, her breathing coming out in weak gasps. The sacred altar immediately descended into chaos. Lucian's expression changed instantly. He strode quickly to Seraphina's stretcher, his voice carrying an urgency I had never heard before.

I nodded, “so what is with the elite warriors, what makes you so special?” Stanley chuckled, “yea, what makes you so special, Oscar?” Oscar slammed Stanley up against the wall before I could blink and they both laughed, “that.” I nodded, “nice visual, want to slow that down so even I can see it, that was lightning fast.” Oscar waved his hand nonchalantly, “Alpha is twice as fast, given the correct motivation,” they both looked at me then at one another shrugging.

My heart was pounding so hard against my ribs that I truly thought everyone in the room could hear it. The old Alpha King stepped forward to the edge of the platform. His voice boomed over the crowd, demanding attention. “Today,” he announced to the room, “I am officially stepping down from the throne. I have led this pack for many years, but it is time for new blood. From this night onward, my son, Desmond, will rule as your new Alpha King!” The hall exploded with loud cheers. The sound of applause thundered through the room, shaking the very air. You could feel the pride, the joy, and the excitement coming from every corner of the palace. It was a beautiful sight.