The Bear King Novels & Stories

we woke up one morning and discovered he was gone with his belongings. But I'm glad we're doing well without him. And I have big dreams of leaving the kingdom to another place to start a new life far from the devious king - King Lee. He's the furious king that ever lived. His rules are strict and unstained. Rumor has it that he's has a complete psycho. He's powerful and slays men effortlessly. This features doesn't bother me cause I don't intend to meet him - never! What bothers me is the dreams I've been having lately.

Henry says, Archie nods before turning around and walks out of the auditorium. Henry clears his throat before leaning forward closer to the microphone, "It seems as though someone has been spreading rumours about my girlfriend. Let me remind you that I am the King of Crawford, my father may have tolerated it but I certainly won't allow people to disrespect me and my kingdom by making unsubstantiated proof, understood?" "But your highness – "Understood!" he says loudly. Mr Williams jumps and nods, "Yes, your royal highness." "Now, everybody leaves, we will continue this meeting at a later stage," he says and he sits back into his chair.

Brent said with a shudder. “And my dear father didn’t notice anything wrong?” Wyatt’s voice was rising with anger. “Alpha King received intelligence that the bear nation invaded our border and sent his army to the north. He didn’t expect that Prince Simon would stage a coup at this time!” Wyatt listened, clenching his fists. He didn’t care about the royal drama, but he wouldn’t allow anyone to insult and hurt the werewolf people. Simon must pay for what he did. “My prince, please help the king. Otherwise, the nation will be in danger. How can the werewolves become slaves to the bears?” Brent kept pleading.

Now they run the risk of starving through the winter. "Yes. He has performed the final shift... While Alpha Rupert Kincaid tortured us it seemed he also tortured Atticus into becoming the next King," Karina says loudly and we turn to stare at her in shock. A deep red blush is stinging her cheeks as she stares at the crowd with open defiance and we realize she is defending us. She knows the pack hates us. She knows they will demand justice and she is throwing out the fact we have become King. Only someone who has survived horrible torment can become King. She is guilting them into accepting us.

High above the roaring crowd, seated upon a throne carved from volcanic obsidian and etched with golden dragon runes, sat King Drakonios. His expression was carved in stone—stoic, unreadable, remote. Around him, nobles and warlords cheered, enchanted flags waved in the air, and magic shimmered across the sky like fractured light. But the king was quiet.

He envelopes me in a bone cracking hug and I gasp unable to breathe as he squeezes me so tightly' 'How ya fucing doing big guy?' He grins before turning to the Lion Princes. 'Boys, good to see you to. How is your Pa doing?' This huge male is the King of the Grizzly Bears, and by the Goddess, he looks exactly like his animal, that is a massive almost ten foor Grizzly Bear. I left the Grizzly talking to the Lions and headed off to chat to the other Shifters who were arriving quickly, filling the area with their men, and surprisingly they were being quiet, well, as quiet as hundreds of soldiers can be while they settle down until they receive their orders.

Why am I feeling this way? "Now, I know that you have every right to despise us," the werebear turns her attention back on Eliana, "But truly we are not your enemy." She sits on the edge of one of the chairs, close to the Princess. Her voice becomes a whisper, "I know that those rogue bears are after you. It is not hard to figure out." Eliana jumps, anguish filling her throat. They are going to give her up. She will die. They just offered a place to stay, though.

“The competition provides distraction for now, but if the competition ends and the war begins at the same moment…” “The losing side could revolt,” the Queen finished for him. She lifted her teacup to her mouth but did not drink from it. “At the very least, they could cause unrest.” “We need to be united to face the Bear People,” the King said. “The Bear People are physically strong and hardy, and their armies would push ours to our limits. They might even exceed them.” Was this why the King was so stressed? Did he truly believe we might lose this war?

Beta Hunter explains, and King Darius' face darkens as he finally turns to Hunter. “She's the alpha of that pack? What about the scoundrel who killed the bear king?” King Darius asks, and Hunter nearly replies, “You are that scoundrel, my king.” But keeping a straight face, he lies. “He's the man standing beside her,” At Hunter's words, King Darius nearly scoffed. He didn't believe Hunter for some reason. “That guy killed a werebear, a king at that?” he questions, skepticism evident in his tone.

I had never met any of the other kings but had heard about the various shifter kings of our realm. There were four ruling kings: my father, King Alexander of the werewolves, King Phanton Armand of the were-cats, King of the rogues, and then the king of the bears, whose name I did not know. They just called him King. There was another King, said to rule the jungle, but he had not been heard of in many years.