The Alpha King's Claim Novels & Stories

Bigger than any alpha wolf anyone had ever seen. I would bet money on it, that Thaddeus and Reid are the descendants of the Alpha King. It only makes sense. Alpha's are not able to make other Alpha's submit, only the Alpha King. But if he is, how come he's never claimed himself as the Alpha king and taken the throne? My thoughts are distracted when I feel her wrap her arms around me and climb into my lap. "My alpha calm down, you don't need him. Just break the stupid bond, you have me! You don't need him."

“That you mark her right here in front of all of us.” I tensed, my gaze meeting the Alpha that had made the suggestion before darting to the Alpha King. My head was already moving before I could even utter a word, darting side to side. “I’m sure it's not uncommon for us to demand this. We just want to be sure we're not being fooled.” Oh goddess, why did the Alpha King decide to do this if his own people didn't foolishly trust what he said?! I was fucked. “You want me to perform such an intimate act just to prove to you that the woman I claim is mine is actually mine?”

Fennigan’s jaw instantly tightened, a low, warning growl vibrating deep in his chest at the dangerous title, but Maxon held his ground. "It has been prophesied before," Maxon pressed, looking from Fennigan to Leela, taking in the impossible, blindingly powerful aura of the Alpha and his Matriarch standing side-by-side. "You've heard the stories, Blackwood. We all have. The legends of the First Pack... the Alpha King who would rise from the darkest, most corrupted bloodline to burn the rot to ash, ruling as a true equal alongside a vessel of the Goddess." A new, electric tension swept through the study. The fifteen Alphas weren't just looking at a strong leader anymore; they were looking at t

When he finally reached me, he stood next to me, his face showed pity and sadness, yet his eyes held an expression close to pride. “I, King Alexander, King of the werewolves, stand by and support Alpha Lamia’s claim. This territory is outside of the wolf kingdom and is now under her rule!” He stated. “She has killed the rogue king and she will keep what she kills. This is the law, this is our way.” He finished.

“Some I am not allowed to mention. This is not a lovers’ quarrel.” "Don hesitated. It was brief, fleeting almost to the point of passing unnoticed—but I noticed. Something about what I was saying had touched him. I took advantage of the opening and moved closer. I seized ”You want to be Alpha King,” I said, my voice low and forceful. ”I can help you do it. I will help you claim the throne—if you ally yourself with me.” His piercing gaze raked over me, evaluating and computing. But rather, he asked the only question I wanted to hear.

An Omega rushed in looking disoriented. Emma scowled at the woman. "This is a facility. You can’t just run in here that way. What if you had hurt him?" "Apologies. We have an urgent issue that needs your presence." "Speak." "We want you back at the palace," the Omega said. "The Alpha King has just suffered an attack." ...

he murmured, voice low, dangerous, possessive, “your power… your bloodline… your child… you are mine. All of it. And anyone who thinks otherwise… will regret it.” Outside the clearing, a distant howl shattered the moment. Aria stiffened. Her eyes darted to the shadows—the forest had ears, eyes, predators, enemies. Whoever had been waiting for her awakening… now knew. And they wouldn’t wait. The Alpha King’s stance shifted, muscles taut, aura radiating deadly precision. He pressed close, voice just above a growl. “They’ll come. They always do. But we’ll be ready. Together.”

“I promise to bring back your best friend.” “Then bring her,” I said quickly, forgetting that the Alpha King was no joke—that he indeed had manpower. “On one condition.” His voice suddenly sounded serious. “Let’s hear it.” “Say nothing and do nothing,” he said sternly. “You belong here with me. The Alpha King isn’t just an ordinary werewolf—his family bloodline is unique. His wolf, Leo, is known to be notorious.” His fingers trailed through my hair. “I don’t want him near you.”

“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.

My eyes followed her until she was out of the main door, and away from the space I occupied. Slowly, my gaze flickered to the group of Alphas in the corner. One of them was looking at me now. Alpha Kingsley—her father. His lips were tugged into a smug smile, that told me I could do nothing and he would always reign over this Kingdom like a secret puppet master. For the first time in five years, I smiled back. He had no idea what was coming for him and his group. Before this night ended, all of them would be dead. They would never get the chance to think of a Lycan as their puppet again. Because wolves could never be caged. They preferred death over becoming puppets in a circus.