The Bride Of The Wolf King นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Wrong. And in front of the hut stood a woman. She was young. Beautiful. With long black hair and eyes that gleamed with ancient power. Morgana. “Well, well,” she said. Her voice was silk and poison. “The alpha daughter and the cursed prince. How delightful.” The cursed wolf burst from the trees behind us. Morgana raised one hand. The wolf exploded. Just… exploded. Blood and bone and fur scattered across the clearing. “Sorry about that,” Morgana said. “Council pets are so poorly trained these days.”

Ares turned pages to read about breedmates. He wasn’t surprised by the detailed information knowing that the king involved professor Ward in their mission. That would only mean that the man was very competent. The more Ares read the more he felt like this had nothing to do with Corinna. The breedmate information was about female werewolfs, not humans so it couldn’t apply to her sister but as he read about the male part, which also seemed the pages Aria focused on from the places she marked, he felt a strange way.

“Put me down.” “No. I’m not totally clueless about humans. I’m always studying their ways and I’m familiar with carrying a bride over the threshold the first time she enters their shared home. We’re mated as far as I’m concerned, the wedding is just paperwork for your world but you’re mine, honey. I’m carrying you to bed and showing you the proper respect you deserve by following your valued traditions.” It was so sweet she didn’t have the heart to tell him that most guys didn’t toss

Now that makes me smile, a real one. And not because Victor finds me funny, but because I’m funny…and…I know it. I think he just likes seeing his father squirm anyway. And honestly, so do I. Alright, shall we start this? I’m already tired. “Good evening, everyone. Thank you all for coming to this wonderful gathering.” The king announces. “The wedding was just the starter park, but to determine if our newlyweds are really a married couple, they have to go show their strong union at the matrimonial ball and introduce themselves into our society. As we all know, our bride is not a vampire; she’s a werewolf from our neighbouring kingdom, Monteluna .”

She is wondering where she saw it. She now continues reading it until both of them read the last part, and they close the book. "Your Majesty, isn't this a bit odd?" The King Alpha looks at her with a confused face. "What do you mean?" "Everything that happened in the story of this book was the same as how I came here. The woman in this book didn't get in here accidentally. She was also mated by a werewolf, Beta Gavin's ascendant. She also fought against rogues to save and help the King to save the kingdom from rogues. This is when the contract began that the King's son/daughter will be married to the King Rogue's son/daughter to have peace between them."

Then, the wolf turn away from her, sat on its haunches, and waited. Ismena has no idea how she knew what the wolf requested of her but she saw herself climbing onto the back of the wolf even before she could process what she was doing and questioned her own sanity. Suddenly, she was wrapped around the softest furs, softer than anything she has ever touched in her whole life. Not minding the blood, her fear and all, she wrapped her arms tightly around the wolf, laid her head on its back, and held on tight. The King-Wolf rose to its full height, howled to the sky, and took off into the night with his mate on his back.

Rylan was so happy that he wanted the whole world to know instantly so he called the servant and said, "Go and call the Royal Priest." He said and then looked back at his love of life and said "Tell him... Tell him that the Kingdom of Rylan is about to have its Queen!" The guard was shocked and looked at the lady behind him, who was blushing furiously. He understood instantly and ran away after bowing his head! The Royal Priest arrived and they had a private conversation over their marriage. The Priest counted their stars. He was shocked to see the girl’s stars were totally different from them. He understood instantly. So, he said, "Because the groom is a werewolf, and the bride is a human!"

He mouthed, you're lovely, and my cheeks turned pink. "I give you my daughter, king Noah Brinx," my father said with a big smile and handed me over to Noah. Noah was grinning happily and I giggled at him as he lifted our clasped hands and kissed my hand. "We are gathered here to join these two wolves in royal matrimony. Do each of you promise to love one another and to keep your wolf pack or wolf packs needs the top priorities?" Sköll asked each of us. I glanced at Noah and we both said, "we do." Cheers erupted and Sköll announced that we were now officially the king and queen of the Lycan blood pack.

An older wolf with a grey beard and a heavy German accent steps forward ever so slightly as he eyes Codyn, he drops to a knee and asks him, “Who defeated him? Was it you? Who is king now?” He was respectful and Codyn seemed to appreciate that. “There is not only a new King, there is also a Queen, finally,” he adds the last word with a small smile and the elder wolf cocks his head slightly. As the crowd continues to speak among themselves and the whispers turn into a roar of voices the elder wolves eyes never leave Codyn and he slowly stands before turning to the crowd and ordering them loud, and confident, to be quiet. He turns back to Codyn and waits.

He held me with red eyes and said, "The person I care about most is you. Vivian has no family behind her, and she has trauma. I just pity her. I'm helping her." I believed him. Looking back, I was an idiot. Friendship was their cleanest cover. Protection was the prettiest excuse for betrayal. At ten, my father's underboss knocked. "Miss Rossi, the Council wants every heir at the old chapel to confirm their trial seals. Last step before the list locks." I changed into black and went. Countless alliances had been sworn there under stained glass saints, roses, and guns. Beside the DeLuca seat was an empty chair. It had always been mine.