The Alpha's King Mistake Novels & Stories

My hands were trembling so badly that I curled them into tight fists to stop the shaking. I could still see him clearly in my mind. The First Alpha King. His knees pressed against the cold stone floor. His face was wet with tears as he begged desperately for the impossible. I had never imagined someone so powerful could look so utterly broken and vulnerable. The old woman hadn’t moved an inch. She sat quietly across from me as though she had all the time in the world. Perhaps she truly did. I swallowed hard, trying to steady myself. “So…” My voice sounded small and fragile inside the silent hut. “Every Alpha King has paid for his mistake?”

The Alpha King must hate me so much that he had to kill my parents, the ones who gave me life in this world. Her head remained looking at the ground she could not see, “I did not mean to disrespect the King, I —” “Yet you still did! You have endangered the pack! Because of you people died!” the Alpha shouted at her, his hand moved to the burnt house and the families affected as if Georgia could see them. In a slow and guilting manner, gritting his teeth in anger, he added, “Including your parents. You killed them with your insolence.”

My presence made him glance up, and in that moment, I realized what I had missed all along. Kade King Majesty was the master of the game. He had to be cold and calculating to survive. Raised in the wealthiest castle, shaped by a king and queen to rule, the Only Alpha Wolf… yet he couldn’t sleep peacefully at night. He couldn’t be free. Not even in love. Karma had already started its work. Justice cloaked in discomfort and restlessness. I didn’t need to dirty my hands. I couldn’t win anyway. I had no crown. No throne. No immortality. Just losses. Too many.

“That’s ‘Your Majesty’ to you, woman, and I’m here for Calaheim, not you.” “You cannot see him,” she answered with again that dripping confident voice. I cocked a brow. “And why is that?” She lifted her chin up and puffed her chest. “I alone decide who sees Calaheim, and I deem you not worthy.” My patience snapped. “Look here, woman. I don’t have the luxury of time to play games with you. I am in a tight situation.” “Oh really?” she scoffed. “The Alpha King of Phanteon who refuses to forgive his mother is in a tight situation?”

His scent wrapped around me like a heavy, inescapable blanket. "In our history, an awakened Ashborne only appears when the current system is meant to be completely destroyed," Kade whispered, his voice a dark, seductive promise that vibrated against my lips. "You aren't a Luna, Sera. And you sure as hell aren't a standard Alpha. That mark means you are the Alpha of Alphas. The sovereign ruler that every pack leader on this continent—including me—was biologically built to answer to. And right now, my wolf is begging to submit to yours... in every single way possible Mistress”

“I’ll let you get your rest. Please try to get some sleep, Alpha Kendra.” “Get out,” Kendra rolled her eyes in an equally playful manner. “I’ll see you soon,” he said before he left. Once again, Kendra was alone. The adrenaline from having Derek there, and everything that followed, was wearing off. The reality of her situation was settling in again, causing panic to rise up. She had no idea what she was going to do, especially with the King coming in just a few short hours. She had heard of the Lycan King, a wolf who’s bloodline had been granted wolves by the Goddess herself, not through the lycanthropy virus, was a fair ruler, though cold. However, he was not one to be messed with, and he h

“You never could have known that they were going to ambush you. And do Alpha kings not make mistakes?” I said. “Everyone makes mistakes. It's up to us to decide whether to let it break us or to use it to our advantage. You love your pack and everyone believes that we are going to win this war. Look, you even have the dragons and witches as allies. If I were the rogues, I'd be shaking,” I said and he chuckled. “Thank you princess,” he said, pressing a kiss on my lips.

Holding the weapon. His face pale, his hands shaking. The entire room fell silent. And Damon whispered, voice breaking: “I’m sorry, Alpha.”

“So you’re calling your Alpha a liar?” “I’m calling him misinformed.” A loud outrage catches the court like wildfire, and everywhere erupts into chaos.

I had lost count of the number of times most of the elders had ringed it in my ears that the king tolerated no mistake and I should consider myself a dead meat should I ever get clumsy and make a single mistake. If I hadn't known this chief elder so well, I might have been bamboozled into thinking he now cared about me. But in truth, he didn't give a fuck about me. He was only advocating for himself because he knew that any mistake on my part would also boomerang on him in the presence of the king. Earlier during the day when I saw the Alpha King in the woods and I narrowly escaped being shot with an arrow, I knew I was only lucky because if his minions had not come for him, I sure would hav