Novel & Cerita The Alpha King's Claim Jmfelic

The Silverfang Kingdom had only two kinds of people. Those born to rule. And those born to kneel. At the very center of the kingdom stood Blackthorn Palace, a towering fortress carved from black stone and surrounded by silver forests that glowed beneath the moonlight. The palace was home to the most feared bloodline in the werewolf realm—the royal Alpha family. Every servant trembled at the mere mention of them. Especially the king. Alpha King Kael Draven. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable.

"And now for my last question. Will the alpha king be able to stand with her? Will the alpha king be able to protect her again? Even when the world is burning." "Yes." Sylvester replied without thinking and the old master smiled and gave him way to enter inside. * l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l*

I don't need a partner like you because I'm an Alpha King. My tears increased as he said, "Stop your crying, it is fucking irritating!" I cried as he stated this. "Mutt, after the rejection, you're going to leave and never come back into my domain!" "Is that clear?" he cautioned. I gave him a nod as I watched him carry out the action I most dreaded. The moment the silver-laced whip touched my back, I hissed. The whip came down again, leaving a gash worse than the last, and I felt my skin slash open with a fresh wound.

My voice was cold, unrecognizable, gruffer than I had ever heard it. “Who the hell do you think you are?” one of them snapped. “If our Alpha finds–” “Who. Sent. You?” I repeated, my hand tightening around their necks. Quickly realizing I was really going to kill them, they gave up a name. “Alpha Colton Matthews. He said we should bring the lady to–nngh.” I cracked their necks, reducing them to the state their friend was in. “You will be paralyzed from the neck down for the rest of your lives,” I stated. “Keeping you alive was mercy.”

“If you didn’t want what we shared, why didn’t you just say so—” “You condemned me to this life,” I cried. “You ordered that I be sent here. I didn’t run away!” “What?” King Benjamin gasped, his mouth falling open. “I swear on everything I have—I never gave that order.” “It’s easy for you to deny it—” “I am your king, I rule everyone here” he interrupted firmly. “The Alpha of the Moon Pack. I fear no one, and I have no reason to lie.” I swallowed hard. “What happened that morning shouldn’t have happened, my king. I’m only a slave. I understand if you never wanted to see me again.”

And why had no one ever told her? The mysterious man—her unexpected ally—stood slowly, brushing a strand of wet hair from his face. His movements were precise, deliberate, every step measured, yet there was an undeniable grace to him. “The Alpha King…” he murmured, eyes flicking to the mist behind her. “He will protect you, yes. But he cannot teach you what I can. And time is running out.”

"Fuck!! this really is happening" Micage mumbled, running his hands through his hair. Emily placed her hand on his shoulder trying to give him the little support she could. "I don't quite get something" Thomas spoke from his place catching everybody's attention. "So if the present king isn't the Alpha king and Melissa is the Alpha while Micage is the King. Who then is the true Alpha King, we need just one to rule us". All eyes casted downwards before turning to Emily, the elder of wisdom. She frowned before letting out a sigh

Alpha Amelia exclaimed as she felt happy at the thought that Alpha Gabriel would lose his post. William felt elated at the appreciation that he was receiving, but said nothing. He just smiled, feeling proud of himself. “He is my worst foe ever, and I will not just let this opportunity slip out of my hand. I will ring Alpha King’s number immediately.” Alpha Amelia said as she dialed the number from her smart phone. The Alpha King answered the call immediately, as Alpha Amelia was an influential and powerful werewolf. “Greetings for the day, sir! I just wanted to take a few minutes of yours for something really important.” Alpha Amelia spoke.

I want to thank him for suggesting I meditate. Ken really helped me. I suddenly remembered the fairy tale book about Alpha King. Based on the book I read, the author describes the figure of the Alpha King, who is very cruel and has no conscience. Alpha King ordered his subordinates to kidnap the werewolf. The werewolves will be made slaves, and they get tortured. I looked at Ken, who was walking in front of me, and I glanced at Ken's hand that was holding mine. Ken has long legs, and I can't keep up with his steps.