The Alpha Kings Claim Comic Novels & Stories

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!!

"All accept ksei, Noah Silverton as their King?" Noah knew he could be challenged for the throne any moment. Then he would have to fight and kill, only to land back at the dais, in front of the Elders of Vermiculo Pack. A pack Noah would be made Alpha of a day after. The coronation before the marking demonstrated that he was to be a King before an Alpha. And challenging the strongest werewolf on land would be folly, yet there was a moment of silence for anyone to arise one.

I said, skipping the greetings. "But we need to think before going into battle," said looking at each of the Alphas, trying to get my point across. "I want each Alphas to being what they can offer to this war, any Information they have on the rogue king will be useful." "He has witches working for him," Alpha Depp said. Alpha of the second smallest pack. "Are you sure of this?" I asked him not wanting false information. "Yes, I was it with my own eye when he attacked my pack"

“You're welcome.” “By the way, what are you doing here? Is Kaleid in danger?” I looked at her with eagerness. Hopeful to hear the truth from her mouth. The woman, Alpha, smiled. “He is the Alpha King.” Hearing what she wanted to imply, the corner of my lips raised and my eyes brightened in delight. “Good... thank you...” I softly uttered.

I roared and I heard alpha Kingsley cackle “You really think so mighty of yourself alpha Lucas, you should know I came here with thousand men and I willing to join forces with King Edward’s men to take you down, you have no choice alpha, Lucas, you will definitely lose this war,” Alpha Kingsley said snarling at me and that angered him. I am going to be show them what I am capable of doing! ***

“We’re at war now, so get that through your thick skulls. Whatever half-baked ideas you’ve got rattling around in there? They’re useless. What we need is what you should be working on, and that is how to take down Ian. If you think I will give up the throne for that fool, think again.” Alpha Inki cleared his throat, making sure the sound was loud and deliberate as if he was seeking my attention to give some grand speech. He did gain my attention because I turned to face him. “Your Highness,” he started and stood up. I’d like to speak.” I sat down and folded my arms, beckoning to him to speak. “It better be something good,” I said because I knew he had a knack for wasting time and tackling mo

Fortunately for the royals, the Alpha King Maxton had shared the sentiment of despising her rather than begging for her to accept him and their fated bond because if he did, it would position the West as a weak region being ruled by a begging King. A knock came at the Alpha King’s home office, and he let him in. The general of the royal army stepped in courteously and asked, “Alpha, what sanction shall be imposed to punish the Woodbrick Pack; and the woman?”

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."

The returning Alpha King stepped forward at that. His voice was low. Controlled. “It has started.” The King snapped his gaze to him. “Explain.” A pause. Then— “The final alignment,” the returning Alpha King said quietly, “is not a battle phase.” Aria’s stomach tightened. “It’s recalibration.” The word landed wrong. Not comforting. Not technical. Existential. The returning Alpha King continued, eyes still lifted toward the fractured sky. “The prophecy was never predicting a war outcome,” he said. “It was predicting a structural correction.”

“Jasper, we can't choose Luther as the Alpha King. He's literally a walking red flag. Scarlet might die!” Jasper ignored her. His eyes were on mine. “By tradition, Luther is meant to be the next Alpha King. And nothing will stop him, not even you, Scarlet,” Jasper leaned forward, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips were set. “Are you in or are you out?” I fisted my hands at my sides. “I'm all in.” I felt like a chicken being led to the slaughter house but instead of fighting for freedom, I volunteered my death.