Novel & Cerita The Alpha Kings Claim

He thought he had hidden enough, but he couldn't believe that his eyes had accused out. Jame's hands clenched my neck, despite the thin skin peeling off. I made a successful bet. Jame had a love for King David. He's a brave Alpha and will fall in love with another Alpha. Or rather, he's just like me. It's all alpha masquerading, not purebred wolves. I realized this every time the king invaded the territory. James alone is allowed to take care of David. He kicks everyone out. More importantly, every time looks at David, Jame always exudes cheerful pride. It is not the same as the feeling of worshiping the superior.

“If you didn’t want what we shared, why didn’t you just say so—” “You condemned me to this life,” I cried. “You ordered that I be sent here. I didn’t run away!” “What?” King Benjamin gasped, his mouth falling open. “I swear on everything I have—I never gave that order.” “It’s easy for you to deny it—” “I am your king, I rule everyone here” he interrupted firmly. “The Alpha of the Moon Pack. I fear no one, and I have no reason to lie.” I swallowed hard. “What happened that morning shouldn’t have happened, my king. I’m only a slave. I understand if you never wanted to see me again.” I bowed my head, then turned and walked away, leaving him standing there in silence.

But that position was based on the fact that Alpha Cyrus would already be dead. But now, he wasn’t dead and the palace wanted them to submit to Alpha Darius? There was also the matter about Darius and the crown, all the previous Alphas had all been kings, and pledging their allegiance had been easy, but now, so much had changed and the wolves weren’t exactly as comfortable as they wanted to be.

Bianca's words carried a weight of centuries as she spoke, "I have lived for many years, as did my mother before me. She was but a young girl when the three seers who aided King Bruno, prophesied the rise of an Alpha who would bring balance to the world. They told the king that the world would recognize this Alpha by the stir their birth would cause across all lands." Amani interjected, recalling a darker side to the story. "Yes, and they also told the king that this Alpha would not come from the Savage bloodline. They said the Alpha would rise among the rogues and would be greater than any Alpha King who had ever lived. King Bruno saw it as blasphemy against the kingdom and had all three se

Alec looked surprised at my question, I guess it was a shock that I was engaging him in a conversation. “Not taking down,” he replied, his tone indicating there’s more to the story. “What is it that you think you are doing then?” I asked in a soft voice. Alec gestured to the chair beside the bed, and I contemplated sitting on it, but I had asked a question and curiosity was eating away my soul. “Claiming my spot as the rightful Alpha King,” he said in a deadly voice. “Alpha king?” I frowned, trying to understand his logic. Alec nodded his head, “I am the rightful heir to the throne,” he said.

Leilah asked. "I will tell you." He answered and kept the book aside. "How can you tell us the story when your book is laying happily on the table?" Leilah asked. "Because I will make a new story right now, should I tell you?" He replied. "Sure we will love to." Alpha Jake said. "Once upon a time, there lived a very handsome yet very cold looking Alpha, do you know his name? His name is called Alpha Jake, and he met with a princess from another pack in a princess ball ceremony." Adrian replied.

“Then perhaps you should start appreciating my good timing.” I had no patience for her games. “What do you want?” Her expression changed, she looked serious. “Rowan is gathering more than just Alphas.” A cold feeling settled “What does that mean?” She looked toward the mountains. “Some of the ancient rulers have answered his call.” Lucan frowned. “Ancient rulers?” Ilyas looked back at us. “Alpha Kings.” The courtyard fell silent. Even Orion stopped moving. But most wolves believed the Alpha Kings were nothing more than legends.

“This is not about preference. It’s about stability.” Kia let out a short breath. “Stability,” he repeated. “That’s what you call it.” He looked across the table again. “You’ve always chosen him.” That line landed, but no one reacted outwardly. Kia didn’t stop. “From the beginning. Every decision. Every responsibility. Every opportunity. It always went to Logan.” A pause followed. “You think I didn’t notice?” An elder finally spoke, his tone firm but measured. “Your brother is the Alpha.”

I drift toward the edge of the reception area near the lake, champagne in hand, trying to breathe through the discomfort of too many memories, too many questions in familiar eyes. Wolves in designer suits and couture gowns cluster in groups, their laughter bright and effortless. I catch fragments of conversation—mergers, territory expansions, and whispers about the new Alpha King being in attendance. His coronation photos circulated through every pack territory just months ago—ruthless, cold, powerful. The kind of Alpha who commands respect through presence alone. The crowd shifts, and that's when I feel it—a pull, sharp and undeniable. I look up. Across the reception area, through the clust

He answers, and I hold his gaze. “ Spill out everything you know!” my tone loud, there’s anger burning in my chest. “ Alpha had a business deal with other Alphas and he got lucky because it amounted to a very huge output. But the ugly part about this is that other Alphas lost in the business deal. Alpha became the richest in the city making him the Alpha King. But he did all that under your name.” he explains, and I just stare at him. I won’t lie I feel miserable after listening to what Mark just said.