Romans & histoires The Alpha King's Mistake Blackflame

Dylan walked over to him, leaned against a tree trunk and shoved a bottle of his special whiskey in front of his face. “Wanna try to get drunk?” Dylan asked. He didn’t need a second invitation. The moment he sat beside Dylan, he grabbed the bottle and took a few healthy mouthfuls. The liquid burnt down his throat and made him grimace. But one bottle wouldn’t get him drunk, and Dylan knew that. And after what they had just been through a drunk Alpha King was the last thing anyone needed. “Where did she go?” Dylan asked, straight to the point. “She left me.”

She looked completely, impossibly alive. Leo whispered, "She's real." Killian slowly approached the structure. The moment he neared, the crystal suddenly glowed with a soft light. A gentle, feminine voice echoed in their minds. *"Who... has come?"* Killian placed his palm against the cold crystal. "My name is Killian Silver. I'm the Alpha King of Blackthorn." The young woman's eyes slowly drifted open. They were brighter than the moon itself. She stared at Killian, and then, a soft, knowing smile touched her lips.

It looked even clearer this morning than it had last night. Goddess, it was repulsive. "We are leaving now," I announced, very much fed up with watching the two omegas drag out whatever that was. "Have a safe trip, Your Majesty," Alpha Garrett’s eldest daughter said with a low bow. My gaze lingered on her a moment longer, and fresh annoyance stirred within me. From my research, Aurelia Blackthorne was fierce and gifted with rare abilities. She was the kind of Luna I needed. The kind worthy of standing beside me.

"Our Alpha King has been trying for years to break the curse and with the help of his brother, he successfully found the breed. However, as we slaughter our sacrifice today. Let us all NEVER forget how fierce and strong our Alpha King was in times of war and terror even when he wasn't the Alpha King any longer due to the curse. Let's not forget how he fought and strived for our sake. Let's not forget how he set out in the storm to find the breed. For that, we shall forever honor our Alpha King for his impact both in the Human world and the Werewolf world. Our Alpha is a great man! And we great men of the Bluemoon pack will honor him and ensure that no one in the whole of this werewolf world

We made our way towards Kyles office where we were told the King is in. Kyle walked in first with me and the love birds following. I saw him sitting down looking very pissed off, well at least we have the same emotion right now. "King James, I am Kyle Black, Alpha of this pack. State your claim on why you're here?" He said while sitting down, James looked him up and down then spoke. "You know damn well why im here, im here to get her then kill her, now hand her over or else I send an order for this pack to be killed" he said it so casually, it made my blood boil. Damon growled at his response but Riley calmed him down.

I shook my head, "Where am I please? Where is this place?" "This is the Blackmoon pack." He explained, "It's headed by the Alpha King." "What Alpha King?" I was stunned not knowing what he was talking about. "You know, the fearless, the courageous." He snorted again, "Lycus Dardanos, the Alpha and also the Alpha king, King of all Alphas." "What's he like?" I asked taking my seat on the bed next to Amara, I have heard of the Alpha king before but I had never met him.

He stood over his brother, black fur heaving with exhaustion, blood matting one entire side of his body, and made no move toward the killing blow every instinct in that ravine seemed to expect of him. The fighting around them began to slow as Vex's remaining wolves, seeing their leader fallen, broke formation, some fleeing toward the treeline, others simply dropping their stance. Blackwood wolves let the fleeing ones go, focus narrowing to securing the wounded and confirming their king still stood. "He's not finishing it," Priya whispered. "Why isn't he finishing it?" "I don't know," Marlowe admitted, though something in her chest ached at the answer even before she fully understood it.

“Yes? Is there anything wrong with what they cooked? If so, I should have them killed. Lucah!” "Hey EL!" Because his eyes were not joking. I shook my head. “There is nothing wrong with their cooking. How did my bowl get to you? Aren't you a thief?” “You must serve me first before yourself Athena. You still have a lot to learn from the customs of our race.” And he doesn't really care if we are arguing in front of the Grand Alpha. “Cook me every time then.” winked at me. “And finish your food, if you don’t want something wrong happen to them.” He's literally the king of blackmail.

And…there it is…her leggings with the outline of her enormous, hard dick as clear as day while she flirts with the handsome older man who is currently cradling our future Alpha in his arms and cooing like he is the most innocent soul. They are a beautiful picture, but when Miguel does to blush his knuckles along Lena’s cheek something happens…vibrant red flames with a violet core erupt on a dried shrub just feet from them and when Miguel passes Xavier back to Lena and her attention returns to our future ALpha, I see his eyes flash black and the flames go out. Our future Alpha is a jealous baby with BIG powers.

"Take this bundle of nerves outside. Let him have a bit of 'fresh air'," "Aye, Alpha," with that, the blond stepped forward and picked the brunet by the back of his shirt, taking him outside. "Alright, I know 99% of you love to hear useful information. And thankfully, I'm here to tell you something you need to know." Turning to displeased Anslan once more, Killian said, "Fellow Alphas here can investigate later. Moon Flame's king is fucking indigent." This revelation stunned many, including the pack members of Moon Flame. They didn't want to believe it was true. They'd prefer to believe that Alpha Killian was just saying this to spite them.