The Bride Of The Wolf King Novels & Stories

She almost fell once but she was doing pretty good considering I was probably heavier than a sack of potatoes. “So what happened to you?” She asked. “Last night was my wedding night. My husband is the wolf king of the Clan of Iron Claws. He marked me last night, only it didn’t go as well as we planned.” I said with a sigh. Nuala nodded and let out a heavy sigh. “Yeah, I can see that. You need to be with him soon or your condition will only get worse, I’m sure Iericho has told you this.” She said.

Gray whispered. "You don't look so bad yourself," I said. The King stepped forward. He was officiating the ceremony personally, an honour reserved for the most important unions. "We gather today," the King began, "to witness the joining of two remarkable wolves. Aurora, Sacred Maiden and Guardian of Balance. And Gray, Alpha of the Red Moon Clan." He looked at the assembled crowd. "Their bond has already saved us all. Today, we celebrate as they make that bond official before their people."

I wasn't about to allow her to give the elders the impression that I was the liar and she was my victim. "Do you realize that you have just confessed to another crime?" the king asked her and she looked a little confused "What crime is that?" she asked looking a little annoyed with the king, I swear the girl had guts "Having an affair with a mated wolf, you know that in this pack it is forbidden to have an affair with a mated wolf and that crime carries its own penalty and it could get you banished" the king said and she smiled

Lyra answers politely, though I detect the slight squeak in her voice, a lingering reaction from our mate pull. I can’t even imagine what it feels like from a human point of view. The mate bond is very nearly uncontrollable by a wolf of my lineage. A weak human would certainly be overwhelmed. “Oh, yes,” Mother continues. “King Chez of Maelie and my son, Alpha King Cassian of Oceana, have entered an agreement to make her his bride. She’s a lovely girl, and I’m so excited for the ceremony.” The discomfort in the crowd is palpable, though I’m sure most of these ladies have been informed of the arrangement already. Even so, having a human marry the Alpha King is a horror story for some of them.

"He knows she's a white wolf!" "Of course, he knows. I doubt he claimed her with her clothes on, dad. Wait a minute. Are you sure she's still getting a mystical wolf? She's filthy now. Defiled!" "By a royal, you stüüpıd..." his father drags the last word for emphasis. He trails off, clenching his lips and shaking his head. "She's undefiled, you fool! She was claimed by our Alpha King. An alpha-blooded royal wolf."

He instantly growled at the mention of Kyle's name. "It isn't him I smell on you. Your scent is rosemary flowers, and that's the scent I smell. It's a high-status royal blood scent. Only one wolf gets that smell every other decade, the Queen of Wolves." My eyes widened again. Surely he's mistaken. There's no way I'm the Queen of Wolves. There hasn't been a Queen of Wolves in decades. We only have the King of Wolves, and he never really shows his face anywhere. Then, a thought came to me. "Wait a minute… who are you?"

Every wolf below stopped fighting to see the miracle. Grey looked upward. His blue eyes widened. With shocked. With admiration. But most of all, with dread as he saw his bought bride. — Citizens’ POV Above the battlefield... A young woman cloaked in cream sat upon the back of a black dragon. Golden-green light poured from her outstretched hands. Her hair danced wildly in the wind. Her eyes shone with golden light as though she was possessed. The entire kingdom bloomed beneath her command. Far below... The tiny green bud upon the Everlasting Tree finally opened into its first leaf.

Chapter 1 With a bouquet in her hand, Vivian walked through the aisle with a sullen expression on her face. Her eyes were calm, too calm but deep down she was battling with her emotions. She could feel their eyes on her, their scornful eyes. She was sacrificing her life for them but that still wasn't enough to put an end to the hatred they had for her. To them, she was a curse, a curse they needed to get rid of by giving her off to the bloodthirsty werewolves. She was getting married to their king and what they also called their Alpha. Getting married to a man, she wasn't allowed to even see his picture, she was getting married to a total stranger. They only told her that he was bedridden, h

I gasped incredulously, scurrying away from him and trying to put as much distance as possible between us, "How did you even get past the gates!?" He blinked, taken aback, his lips were parted slightly. I wasn't falling for his trick, though. I had read many murder mystery novels and they all had one thing in common; a handsome lunatic who also happened to be a stalker. "Stay away from me! I'm not an ordinary wolf you know," I raised my chin in mock confidence, "I'm a selected bride of the Lycan King."

She said as she walked into the palace adorned with the gold given to her by her mother before her passing, the gold was an heirloom passed down to females of every generation, and it was her turn to take up the mantle. "Yes I did," he replied as he sat on his throne made of gold and beautiful marbles. I am to host the king of the wolf clan he is already in the hallway awaiting my presence and I would like to request your presence on this occasion." she was scared knowing what the wolf King was capable of, but refusing the king was out of the picture it was seen as a direct insult refusing the king and those who disobey were beheaded.