The Alpha Kings Slave Novels & Stories

The others could blend in with the crowd because it was only during their transformations that the color of their eyes depending on their rank was revealed. But pure-blood Alphas had red eyes and unimaginable strength. They were uncommon, dangerous, and uncontrollable. Killing machines... If I can put it that way. I took a deep breath as a memory came back to me. Denver. Slave # 345. He was a pure-blooded Alpha... His red eyes were intriguing, both handsome and observant. So fascinating that I was afraid they were going to burn me... Other more personal memories surfaced... I closed my eyes, refusing to think about them...

The both king are in their late forties, and just staring at Lyra, they started spotting an erection which they didn't even try to hide. Lyra bit back a whimper at the sight, glaring openly at both kings, unable to stop the stare. One of the Kings stood up, the third king named King Fred. "Privileged people of England! We have gathered here today for the Introduction of the slave of the King Of Bloodmoon!" He looked around with a smile. "This is the first slave King Ryker is introducing, and she's probably the last! She's one woman that has the beauty of seven women."

“I don’t care what you think it is. I’m telling you to leave her alone. If I so much as hear a whisper about your family breathing near her quarters again, I will act. Not as Ronan—but as Alpha King of this kingdom.” Lady Marrowind stood. “You’re threatening noble blood over a slave!” “I am,” I said, eyes burning into hers. “And if you forget your place again, I won’t hesitate to remind you of it.” The air thickened as the Alpha power rolled from me in waves. It wasn’t visible, but it was like an aura in the air—like gravity pressing against everyone’s chest, dragging them down. Chairs creaked. Chloe looked like she wanted to melt into the floor. Even Lord Marrowind broke eye contact, swallo

“No, Kael, we will kill her. You are the Alpha of his pack, you can’t be with her; a common omega. We will follow the plan that has been mapped out, we will find you a lady and you will be with her. “Nothing can ever work out with the slave. If she tries to cause trouble, we will kill her.”

“She will be. She isn’t ungrateful, unlike the humans.” “You two are so much in love!” she said with a jealous pang. “We are… She is going to be my wife and she is my mate.” He crossed his hands across his chest. “Also stop asking foolish questions to me. No one in my kingdom questions their king and you are—” “A slave!” she completed his sentence brazenly. “I know, I know. You don’t have to remind me time and again.”

"This is what I have been working on, based on trades, accessibility, and man power. I am offering all Alphas who agree to their individual treaties, the opportunity to keep their title, and pledge their allegiance to the realm, as well as their services to the crown. You would pay taxes, but also have access to regulated trades from all territories in the realm. You would maintain your pack territory and laws, for the most part, though some laws will be voted on. You would become a council member, meaning you would attend quarterly meetings, and others on an as needed basis." "Where is the catch?" "You hand over your heir to be raised as my charge, and swear a blood oath not to act against

I glanced over at Ashton, who wore a tense expression, clearly surprised by the man’s outburst. “That human girl you called Aliyah is a slave. She’s a property of the Connor pack, so you should return her. Otherwise, the royal council will doubt your authority and decision-making. abilities. You’re the new king of Jadeisles, Ashton. So the least you can do is make wise and strategic choices for us." His harsh words painfully constricted my heart. Was this all I was—a slave, an unwanted burden? I knew bringing a human to their kingdom could pose a threat to their secrecy, but I couldn’t help the sting of rejection that washed over me.

He had locked eyes with me and asked the maid if this was her and the maid told him yes. I had never met the Alpha king before, I have only heard of the king who lived in the ShadowClaw pack and ruled the whole of Aldridge from his throne made of diamonds. I had admired his strength but that day I lost all respect for him. Because he had held me, he had touched me and he had used me to his will. It was only later I found out that I had no right to choose. A slave had no choice. Yes, I was the slave sold to him.

“God, no.” He grinned. “Ouch. That bad, huh? Not a fan of His Royal Stiffness?” A faint smirk tugged at my lips. It wasn’t real. Just muscle memory. “I work for him.” He blinked. “…Come again?” “I’m his slave,” I said curtly. He took a half-step back. “Wait. You’re an alpha… and a slave?” Alpha by blood. Slave by decree. That was the joke. Power meant nothing if it came in chains.

But the mistress continued to insult her, “You are nothing but a lowly slave, a nobody. You should be grateful for your position and not try to seek attention from the king.” Aloha swallowed hard, “Yes, mistress. I was hoping to speak with him, but I know it was wrong of me to try and see him without an invitation.” The mistress turned to face Aloha, her eyes narrowing. “You have no right to try and see the king without his permission,” she scolded. “You are just a slave, and you should know your place.” “Moreover, the king is planning to send you away, don't think because you are his slave he can't send you away, he can trade you for material things with other Alpha, being a witch will make