The Alpha King's Mistake Blackflame Novels & Stories

Alpha King grabbed Gamma Eric's arm and walked further into his Chambers, away from the door. “Don't you know that in my palace, even these walls are not loyal to me. I know whatever you might be thinking. But except for you and I, no one else knows the truth. Let it be like this. Imposters must die. So I can know who actually helped that bitch to kill my mate back then.” Alpha King was whispering so no one would be able to hear his voice, even with their wolf's hearing abilities.

“Announce your Second, and order your other men to conduct themselves in orderly fashion when they are free to move. My Second is Reese, Master of Ceremonies to the Peace Seekers.” The old Alpha reaches us. He’s tall. Taller than the rest of us. Taller than Black, but older and thinner, greying and balding and tired. He bends towards me. “Why the hell did you accept? You’ve just thrown away your advantage!” I really, really haven’t. “I’ve told him everything he needs to know,” I reply with a sigh. I did tell Black I was the Werewolf King. Maybe he doesn’t know the legends about what else makes the King different. “It’s all part of the plan. I’ll let my Pack fill you in.”

I hardly saw him around, even though we lived in the same house. "No, Alpha, I wasn't at the Lynx River last night," I said, bowing down my head in submission. "You may leave," he dismissed us, but before we could get to the door, it flung open and a huge, muscular man walked in. He was all in black. I don't know who he was, but what the alpha called him got me high. He is the rogue king. What is he doing here? Did he come for revenge for the deaths of his members that were torn into pieces? He and the Alpha went into a heated argument. I listened carefully. Why didn't the Alpha tell me about this? I was supposed to know all these, but he hid them, keeping me in the dark.

he chuckled at her. She glared at the male. “Shut up Flame!” she snapped. Flame put his arm around Phenix’s shoulder and led her back to the conference room. “There they are! Flame, Phenix,” Alpha Kelvin greeted, “this is Alpha Connor and Beta Dakota BlackPaw of the BlackPaw pack.” Alpha Kelvin said. Both Flame and Phenix nodded and bowed. Phenix’s beast growled at her. “Shut it! We have a mission, stop growling at me. We’ll talk about whatever it is later.” Phenix scolded.

"Actually, I came here to tell you that the work is done. " Roran and Lucien look confused. They didn't get anything from the conversation between the Alpha and this woman. Kael notices and therefore, he tells them to introduce each other. He crosses his legs and looks around the booth with an unbothered expression. "Ohh, I'm Florence Blackhill, Daughter of Alpha Aaron Blackhill of Red Moon pack." She extends her hand to both of them and they both shake it gently, introducing themselves too. "I'm Roran. Kael's.. I mean.. Supreme Alpha's Beta."

“I was not strong enough to keep you whole.” The flames leapt as if they answered. --- POV: Kaelith I watched the Alpha kneel. For years he had ruled hard, jaw set like iron, shoulders bent with lineage. Yet now the weight crushed him, and the only crown he wore was ash. His wolves bowed with him. None mocked. None dared. “Let his name burn,” I said, lifting a brand to the sky. “Kade Blackthorn,” the priestesses cried. The Hollowflame roared, gold-white threads twisting upward, carrying his name into the seam. Wolves howled, some choking on grief, others spitting blood through their teeth, but none stayed silent.

_ Then she saw him. Alpha Kael Ravencrest stood beside the ceremonial fire, a statue carved from shadow and violence. He wore black from throat to boot, the color of a storm cloud before it broke. His expression could have frozen a river. Power rolled off him in waves, thick and suffocating, forcing weaker wolves to drop their gazes and lower their heads without even realizing they’d done it. He looked dangerous tonight. More dangerous than usual. And when his dark eyes found her across the clearing, the mate bond between them snapped taut.

’ Alpha Dylan continuously pondered. The blood alpha of the Blood Claws Pack was finding the right time to open up about the black flames. Perhaps, if he knew the components and origin of the black flames then he could come back and fight beyond the wall. But the blood alpha did not have to wait long anymore. Alpha Cameron broke the tension in a calm voice. “I can now understand why the blood alpha of the Blood Claws Pack trusted that a mere vagabond could stall for us. That vagabond, Moon Goddess bless her soul, is truly a warrior to survive such a fight with that thing.” The southern alpha’s voice was laden with amusement, but along with his statement, it eventually sharpened especially wh

They announced in unison, and I nodded. They gaped at me, a horrified look on their faces. Caleb's eyes narrowed. "And he didn't do anything to you?" Now his voice was sounding suspicious. My mind travelled back to the hot kiss I had shared with the Alpha, and I felt my neck grow hotter. I rubbed a hand over it to cover the blush slowly creeping in. Very little got past Caleb, and my kiss with the King was a secret I was willing to take with me to the grave. "He promised to punish me, but he let me walk away," I replied.

I walk to the end of the platform and take Spencer in my arms, my dad placing a kiss on my cheek before I head back over to Axel. He leans down placing a kiss on Spencer’s head and also mine looking down at both of us, in this moment I knew this is where I was exactly meant to be. After all the pain and suffering I had endured during the beginning of my life, I have finally found who I really am. No longer am I, The Alpha Kings Mistake. ~The End~