The Alpha King's Claim Jmfelic Novels & Stories

"My mother tried to rewrite the rules. The witches said she was 'unmade' by it. Roman, if I have to do what she did, if I have to face whatever is coming..." Roman turned onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow so he could look down at her. The moonlight caught the sharp line of his jaw and the intensity in his eyes. "You aren't your mother. And your father was a man who watched from the shadows. I am an Alpha. I don't watch from the shadows, and I don't let my people disappear."

Kaleth brought his face closer to mine, as he eyed my lips. He hates me and I can't stand him. He won't do it. Kaleth raised my chin. My breathing became ragged. I struggled to break free but he wouldn't let go. Tears rolled down my face as his hot breath fanned my face. He pressed a feathered kiss on the corner of my lips. As if I repulsed him, he loosened his grip on him and stood back. "All hail the Alpha King for he has taken a wife, bringing us the good fortune of having a mother figure - a Luna. May this union bless the realm and may heirs...."

But my knees locked and my body trembled. He looked like a fallen god carved out of winter. Kael Draven. The Alpha King of the North. The strongest of our kind. The one I’d dreamed about in every secret night I dared to hope that fate wasn’t cruel. Maybe tonight, the Moon Goddess would prove I wasn’t nothing. Maybe tonight, I would belong.

One line of text: "You killed the wrong brother. The real Alpha King is still coming." My blood went cold

Jamey looked perplexedly at the King. "But she is nothing. She's just an unwanted omega," Jamey said. "Not anymore," King Barakar replied. "She is mine! She is my mate!" Everyone's eyes popped out in shock at the declaration of the Alpha King. Myself, most especially.

“But… can I ask something?” I raised a brow. “What is it?” Her lips curved into a mischievous smile. “When I first heard people whispering that you’re the Alpha King’s woman, I didn’t believe it. Who would? He’s like… a ghost. The Alpha King hasn’t been seen for years. And then suddenly he’s back, shaking the whole world. I mean… He’s our KING! The strongest wolf alive. The richest, the most powerful, even ruthless. And now…” her eyes darted around before locking back on me, “…you have his backing? Even I—your best friend—am a little scared.”

“I don’t have to prove anything. I’m not here to get my hands dirty. I can just kill you like that and be done with it.” He must have done something with his magic because Jax grunted, and his shoulders tensed. A vein popped up at the side of his neck as he strained against it. His eyes started glowing as if he was trying to shift, but it didn’t seem to make a difference. And then, in the blink of an eye, Jax was on his knees. The Alpha King was on his knees in front of the Circle.

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!!

The only match for him was the alpha of the Ridgeview Pack. Jasmine grimaced. Kicking the chair aside, he bent on his haunches and seized her by the back of her nape. “You think playing dumb can save you?” he growled, his blistering gaze penetrating her soul. “Pathetic! I was wrong to think you were better than those ruthless witches who saw nothing but their own interests. But you proved me wrong, Jasmine. You proved me damn wrong.” Confused and in pain, she moaned. But despite her eyes swelled with tears and innocence, the damn heart of the Alpha king did not melt.

Regina said in excitement. “Bye, dear. I’ll call you later.” Mel said. “Mimi, tell Pedro I love him,” Rolandro said too. “What about me?” Carmelia asked with the tone of a wronged, indulged wife. “I love you more, and also our unborn,” “That’s better,” Carmelia beamed, causing those in the parlour to laugh. When the call ended, quite a lot ran out to notify the other members of the pack of the joyful news. Zehelina Mockridge was their new Alpha King!