The Alpha King's Claim Mga Nobela at Kwento

Three years later, in Crescora, I stood as the Luna Queen alongside my mate—the Alpha King, Caleb Findsor—presiding over The Grand Gathering of the Packs. Dressed in the silver-white robes of the royal house, I received the homage and reverence of the pack leaders from across the continent. My mind force now easily blanketed the entire royal city, soothing the surging emotions of tens of thousands of werewolves stirred by the celebration. I was no longer the she-wolf who needed a prophecy to define her, nor one who had to cling to an Alpha to survive.

But Ace was right– finding her won't be enough. He had to make right what he made wrong. He would step down from the Alpha position and took Trevor and him mum's advice and claim her. That was it, he was going to do it and if it meant leaving the pack and interwar in the pack because of the power vacuum, so be it. Tasha was his and he would claim her He didn't need to tell her pack all this– they wouldn't believe him anyway. They won't tell him anything if he tell them , they'll just think he's lying just to know her whereabout.

the old woman murmured, “you cleansed him with white fire. That is not ordinary. That is the divine power against evil. Only the Alpha King has that light.” I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “You do realize how insane all of this sounds, right? Blessed Luna? Alpha King? A shapeless creature? You’re talking like we’re in some damn fairy tale.” Alpha Brian finally spoke, his voice quiet but firm. “The last known records of the Alpha King and MoonGoddess end here—in Kenya. Then came the Steinhart name. The abilities. The bloodline. We believe your family... may be their direct descendants.”

Rider POV The night was quiet as I walked along the edge of the forest. The air was cold, and the ground felt firm beneath my boots. I was supposed to be in my office finishing reports, but when rogues were detected near our borders, I came out to patrol. As Alpha, I always led the search myself. My Beta spoke through the pack link, saying the trail had gone cold. No tracks. No body. No clear signs. That bothered me. Rogues rarely moved without reason. Something about tonight felt wrong, and the feeling sat heavy in my chest like a warning.

“In my community, loyalty is everything. It is a basic thing, yet I forgot it. I wanted to make him safe since I saw how hurt he was when Lynnette died. I don’t want it to happen again to him.” I shook my head and offered my hand. “Please, Red, you make me uncomfortable by kneeling like that.” Red immediately stood and sat again in his seat. “My apologies, Luna.” “Let’s forget everything and start from the beginning, okay?” Again, Red gaped. “I just realized how foolish I was, Luna.” “Red, please—” “Let me finish. Our Alpha King told me he was sure the Highest One chose you as his mate. So I was foolish to think our Alpha was wrong again like the first time.”

I said smiling, “As you can see, I have all the time in the world and I am not going anywhere.” Aunt Connie nodded. “Then let’s start from the beginning,” she said, “When Drake’s father, Atos, was born, Drake’s grandfather had big hopes for him. Especially after the seer of the pack at that time told a prophecy. And that prophecy states that Drake’s father was the next Alpha King.” “I’ve heard about Alpha King several times already but I don’t really understand what it meant,” I admitted to Aunt Connie.

It was at this moment he realized he was willing to do anything to protect Kiara, even if it meant forcing her to come live with him in the mansion. About an hour later, Aiden stepped out of his chambers and headed for his throne room. As he got in, the elders were all present, and when they saw him, they lowered their heads to greet the Alpha King. It was time for them to whine and complain, he knew that. As soon as he took his seat, he curled his hands waiting for whoever would speak up first, "Alpha, what shall we do? It's becoming almost impossible to contain the disease. We need the help of other packs, but they are not willing to give a lending hand until the treaty has been signed."

I wanted them to claim me, to protect me, to take me and never let go. I leaped over a fallen tree, landing near Kael, and my presence flared in the bond. Kael’s eyes softened for a fraction of a second, pain and love and fury all in that one look. Lucian and Damon’s eyes followed, locking onto me, burning gold in the moonlight. The Alpha King froze, and for the first time, his expression faltered. He hissed, teeth bared. “You’re mine.” I shook my head, voice trembling but firm. “No. I’m theirs.”

"The Alpha King is Here!" Alpha Steve and his Beta, Gamma, plus hundred of his pack combatants stood at the perimeter of the pack, their faces phlegmatic, frugal, and barren, their jaws clutched and their eyes onerous, trepidation wasn't in their midst. They loitered patiently for the arrival of their sovereign, the Lycan Alpha King of Arcelia, the supreme ruler of every creature cultivated by the mood goddess. His chi and aura was the first thing that infiltrated their nose, their knees shortly diminished as they combated the notion to submit.

I didn’t want to let Gilliam see how bad it was, but I couldn’t move. He stood over me, grinning. I glared up at him defiantly. He hadn’t won yet, no matter how bad it seemed. I wouldn’t give up. There was far too much at stake for me to lie down and die. “You are far too weak to be the Alpha King,” Gilliam continued. He took a step closer and lowered his head, looking into my eyes. “Once I’ve killed you and taken your place, I’m going to make sure that every single witch and wizard is wiped from the face of the planet.”