The Alpha King's Claim Jmfelic Novels & Stories

"The True Alpha King has rised again!" To be continued...!

If karma were real, I’d be at the bottom of a shallow grave. “Besides, you don’t have to worry about the Alpha King,” Calyx rolls his eyes. “The dude is a freaking scary ass wolf mage. He’s like a super wolf. It would take a helluva lot more than a couple of missiles to take him out. And he kept all the strongest fighters for himself to protect his precious Apple. Now shush, I need to contact the others.”

Gideon blurted. I shook my head and grit my teeth in anger as I spoke, “You can have everything, but the fact won't change that James is still the powerful Alpha King. His legacy will remain in the hearts of those who knew him. He will stay in my heart whatever you will do. James is the one and only Alpha King!” Gideon's eyes darkened after I said those words to him. He was about to raise his hand to slap me in the face when Calvin spoke up.

We made our way towards Kyles office where we were told the King is in. Kyle walked in first with me and the love birds following. I saw him sitting down looking very pissed off, well at least we have the same emotion right now. "King James, I am Kyle Black, Alpha of this pack. State your claim on why you're here?" He said while sitting down, James looked him up and down then spoke. "You know damn well why im here, im here to get her then kill her, now hand her over or else I send an order for this pack to be killed" he said it so casually, it made my blood boil. Damon growled at his response but Riley calmed him down.

"The Alpha King needs to know!" "No!"

Chapter 2 - Maxton Bergmont Maxton Bergmont, the Alpha King of the Western region, moved with a commanding grace through the guests. At 6 feet 7 inches, his towering presence was impossible to ignore. Black hair framed his chiseled features, while his piercing emerald eyes scanned the crowd with a mixture of authority and coldness. His well-defined physique was evident even beneath his tailored attire, exuding both strength and power. As he shook hands and exchanged pleasantries, the deep rumble of his voice and the confident set of his shoulders conveyed a leader who was both respected and feared. Each greeting, each well-wish was met with a nod or acknowledgment, not a smile nor a hint of

Aranya said and Ishmaela chuckled but quickly composed herself. "I am sorry to have chuckled, my Queen. But I can't address you by your name. You're our King's Mate. Technically you are our Queen even before being crowned." She responded. Aranya shrugged and purchased her lips in a straight line. "What kind of Alpha King is Alfredo? Do you people turn into an animal? And how old is he?" Aranya questioned curiously. Ishmaela glanced around nervously before looking at Aranya. "I'm sorry, my Queen. But I'm not sure if I'm in the right position to tell you that. You should ask the King when he gets back." Ishmaela responded.

I say. " I'm sorry Alpha , but you would have to command them to stand up, or else they would go back to kneeling on the ground if we move them" a guard says from behind me. Fuck! Jasmine is not only my rightful Alpha female and the current Luna of my pack, she is also a pure blooded Alpha. What were they thinking. " GET UP!" I commanded in my Alpha voice. As if the play button in the life was pressed, the girls moved, scrambling to stand up.

He fixed his gaze on the boss, who was now kneeling, looking utterly defeated. "Allow me to introduce myself," Alfred began, his voice steady and clear. "My name is Alfred, Alfred Vanderwood." “I’m the new Alpha King.”