Sworn To The Alpha King Novelas e Histórias

I will be Alpha King in more than just words but in truth. Luna Glenbrook remains stooped, her knees pressed into the cold concrete, waiting. Bending down I lick her hand clean, sealing her wound with my saliva as my tongue laps up her precious gift. “I swear to honor you all with my life and my word,” I pledge to those gathered, “As your alpha and king, for as long as my lungs hold breath.” The others bend one by one, each offering me the same gift. Except for Clancy. With his arms folded across his chest, he glares down his nose imperiously, refusing to move, but too weak to leave.

"With my life, I shall protect the South Kingdoms. It is my duty to lead with strength where strength is needed, with wisdom where judgment is tried, and most of all, with honor—even when that honor comes at a great cost." Each word was like a hammer blow to stone. “By the gods, from this day forward I am the shield of the South Kingdoms. I stand not above my people—but before them—against all who would threaten our land, our laws, and our future.” He spoke the consecrating oath of the Alpha King, the words unshakeable, the promise of blood and will and life to the Goddess and to the South Kingdoms, each syllable crystalline and carrying. The last had barely left his lips when the high pries

He looked down and exhaled a soft breath. “ An Alpha King is a King because other packs swear allegiance to him, and take a blood oath. They remember him as their leader and always stay loyal to him. If they want to betray him or leave his side consciously, the blood oath would become poison in their bodies. It will kill them. ” He stated and looked up. “ How did they… ” I trailed off.

and then in reassurance, he added, "ever." That calmed me down so much more than I expected. "Repeat after me," he began, "I," "I…" "Say your full name." "Kira Malcolm," "Promise to abide by the rules of the Red moon pack, and under the ruling of the king, Alpha Damian, under this path, as a pack member." He said. I repeated after him. "This will sting," he said. "I, Alpha Damian of the red moon pack accept you, Kira Malcolm, as a member of the pack."

It had become part of something much larger, a reminder of who held the power now. “You will swear your loyalty to me,” he continued. “In return, I will give you protection, purpose, and power but defiance will not be tolerated.” The crowd began to kneel, one after another, heads bowed in silent surrender. Althea followed suit, sinking to her knees. “We swear loyalty to Alpha King Gavriel, and we now belong to the Bloodrise Pack,” they chanted in unison, their voices echoing across the clearing like a solemn oath carved into stone.

It says The Alpha King in the picture because I'm currently trying to get the book title switched to that! For anyone confused about why there are two different names. Happy New Year!!

“She could amplify power, control bonds, and strengthen entire armies through instinct alone.” Lyra swallowed hard. “And the Shadow King?” Cassian’s expression darkened. “He was death.” Kael stiffened beside her. Cassian continued anyway. “The strongest Alpha ever born.” A pause. “Violent. Ruthless.” Another pause. “And utterly devoted to her.” A strange heat curled through Lyra’s chest at the words. Utterly devoted. The phrase shouldn’t have affected her. But it did. Kael’s jaw tightened sharply beside her.

She saw the death of the peace she had tried to buy. And as he reached the center of the village, the Alpha King finally spoke, his voice a low, vibrating growl that settled the fate of every soul in the North. "The letter was a mistake, Freya. I’m not here for the crown. I’m here for my mate. And I’m not leaving without you, even if I have to burn this forest to the ground to find the woman I lost." The silence that followed was the heaviest of all. The war hadn't ended at the palace. It had simply followed the fire home.

I snarled, claws raking across another's chest, blood spraying hot and coppery. Chaos reigned: Jax tackling two at once, his jaws clamping on a throat; Lena shifting mid-leap, her lithe wolf form dodging fire to hamstring a shooter. Screams mingled with growls, the mud churning red. I fought toward Thorne, dodging a hail of bullets—one searing my side, silver poisoning my veins with fire—but I pressed on, tackling him into the sludge with a bone-jarring impact. Pinning him with a knee to his chest, fangs inches from his jugular, I growled, "Why, Thorne? After centuries of loyalty—why betray us now?" His eyes bulged, fear cracking his facade, breath ragged. "Hanlon... promised alpha status in

Slowly, I straightened, forcing the agony down into the depths of my soul. “Aaric,” I whispered. “I reject you.” The room went deathly silent. Aaric stood abruptly, his expression one of shock. The room went deathly silent. Aaric stood abruptly, his expression one of shock. “Lyra, don't —” “I reject you as my mate,” I continued, “And as my Alpha.” The bond between us shattered. A sharp pain lanced through my body but I embraced it because this was the end. I turned on my heels and walked away.