The Bride Of The Wolf King 소설 & 이야기

Selena didn't come with them. Their eyes sparkled when they saw me. Lilith stepped forward first. “My King, everything is prepared, the ceremonial hunt will begin once you give the signal.” Isolde gaze flicked over me. “We were wondering.” She said softly. “If your… little stray will be joining us tonight? Or is she still too delicate for real wolf traditions?” The others chuckled under their breath. I did not even acknowledge them. I sipped my drink and kept my face blank.

His moods were unpredictable, and in my previous life, no beastwoman would marry him until the day I died. I wondered if he could… perform his husbandly duties. "Admiring the view?" He leaned closer, his warm breath against my bare skin, carrying the scent of pine and herbs. Moonlight streamed through the windows. Neither of us slept that night. The next morning, I was dragged from bed early to meet the Wolf King. Rowan and I waited outside for ages before being summoned. When we entered, Briar was bashfully receiving a fertility pendant from the Wolf King. All I got was a plain silver bracelet. I took it without comment.

She didn’t move. “Well come on, we haven’t gotten all day,” said the second maid. Agatha frowned and didn’t say anything. “We’re not lying. We got proof that today is indeed you’re wedding.” They had a paper in their hand. Agatha frowned. “Here, take it you will see what we’re talking about.” Agatha took the paper from their hand. It was indeed an invitation to everyone. On it states her name, Agatha Grey, getting married. And for the whole entire wolf clan from all over the land to come join the celebration as the Grey Wolf King married off his cursed daughter to the alpha of the Black wolves.

I whispered. The hours seemed to drag on as I watched them talk and laugh. I stood quietly watching as each laugh had a gentle touch or a nudge, werewolves were physical beings, I could only imagine what it felt like to be touched without feeling pain. "Daddy," Astrid voice cut through, interrupting his discussion with the Alpha king. "I have a special announcement," she all but squealed. " The Alpha king has asked me to be his bride," she said, her voice vibrating with excitement.

Wolfgang brushed Douglas' long, sharp-clawed arm aside and flung him into the air. Douglas immediately changed back to his human form, his eyes still filled with hatred, but he knelt before the Wolf King. "Why do you want to kill the prince?" The Wolfkin turned back to his human form and asked Douglas. Douglas, without delay for a second, raised his head and said to the Wolf King: "He stole my wife, sir." "Your wife?" The Wolf King looked at Lily and continued: “Is it her?” “Yes, wolf king!” Lily, who was lying in one place, hugging her body because Douglas had just pushed her hard, immediately stood up.

I couldn't help the anger that continued to fill me at the sight of her still trembling body. “And may the eternal flow of the moon river bless this union…” the priest droned on. His voice suddenly sharpened. “Prince Eilis Caravia, Feral wolf of levia. Do you take Lady Raven Dearna to be your lawfully wedded wife? To cherish and to protect, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?” “I do.” My voice was firm and clear. “And do you, Lady Raven Dearna, take prince Eilís of Caravia, feral wolf of levia, to be your lawfully wedded husband? To honour and support, to love and to cherish in sickness and in health as long as you both shall live?”

The roses tightened further, and he screamed in pain as his voice grew hoarse. “Promise me!” Her lips parted with a quivering sound as she prepared to respond— But before she could speak, the chamber doors burst open with a bang. A pack of wolves rushes in, their claws scraping against the marble floor, their eyes glowing and their teeth bared. Camela froze, gripping Vincent’s arm tightly. She breathed heavily in short gasps. The leader stepped forward, bigger than the rest, its fur as dark as midnight, and teeth bared. The leader growled like thunder, vibrating in Camela's bones, and said. “The bride belongs to us.”

The announcer introduced the fourth bride, “Our glorious kingdom of Ayruzglow is in awe of welcoming our brave and beautiful princess D’Rona Neguvex, the precious possession daughter of the Delta Werewolf clan and the powerful warrior delta, Yanti Neguvex, from the kingdom named Zontasylva. Princess D’Rona Neguvex from Zontasylva pack!” D’Rona walked into the throne room with a brave attitude and bowed at Queen Mirabella. She got the present from the soldiers, and she addressed it to the point. “My queen, it’s my pleasure to meet such greatness in person. I brought the fangs of a rare white wolf, which is the core reason for our existence. You can take this as my present, representing my ent