The Bride Of The Wolf King の小説・ストーリー

Not hers. The mate bond was sacred, and it was considered an abomination to come between them. Even if she wanted to, Maya couldn't stop Ayra and Merlin from loving each other. But it was the betrayal that Maya couldn't forgive. To think that Merlin had been using her all this while pained her the most. And now, she had to participate in the wolf king's bride selection? The universe must be against her. Everyone knew the wolf king. He was the strongest of their kind, hence his title and the admiration. However, he was as cruel as he was handsome. He is a capricious tyrant who hosts a yearly bride selection to choose lovers, potentially bankrupting the palace with his whims.

The king declared and swept her off her feet, and took her away with him wherever. **************** A few days later, in a certain werewolves kingdom, The King of rogue Alphas stamped his feet against the floor for the tenth time. This is never going to happen. How is it that he wasn't aware of it till when it was all swept off? “Who told you that the King of the Alpha is having his mating ceremony tomorrow? And how sure are you that the she-wolf, his mate, was the legendary white wolf?” Rogue Alpha Jonas growled. He remembered the story of the white wolf, her death and her promise to return. She promised to return to destroy the rough pack and bring them all under her. She was an archenemy

I was a wolfless daughter, unwanted by my pack and ignored by my father. On my eighteenth birthday, he finally gave me a gift: a death sentence. I was chosen to become the eleventh bride of Tyrant Conri, the Alpha King feared by the entire realm. Ten wives had entered his palace before me. Ten had died, torn apart by the tyrant’s own hands. But before I could be sent to his bed, I was attacked in a dark alley—and saved by a stranger with burning green eyes. He touched me. Kissed me. Marked me. Then vanished before the bond could be completed. Now I am trapped in the palace of the monster king, wearing the title of his bride, while my body still remembers the man from the alley. I don’t know

CHAPTER 23 ~Karen~ “We can't let this happen. Never!” Father spat, pacing about restlessly. He bit his index finger, his facial expression showing just how stressed he was. We had just experienced the most unbelievable encounter of our lives earlier today. When we thought we had finally gotten rid of Shannon, she suddenly resurfaces, not as an ordinary omega this time, but as the bride of the powerful wolf king! Who would ever believe that the king would ever look her way, let alone accepting her as his mate?

~ Sortitus ~ I, Sortitus Breackorn, Alpha King of the Black Wolf Clan, accept you Here ---- " My oath could not be continued when the adjacent buildings suddenly collapsed and the chairs, tables, and decorations were scattered. The large glass windows were broken when an orange wolf flew out after being thrown by a black wolf. The long wait is over. Today, I will marry the woman I love, Heres, my childhood best friend, who, despite not being my fated mate, we ended up falling in love with. Our wedding was held in the very realm of the Radisworn pack, the red race of wolves from which Heres hails. Many werewolves attended our fancy wedding; all the red and black wolf packs were here with my f

the storyteller said, his voice low and filled with weight, “you have heard the beginning of the tale. But as with all stories, it must be passed down, for there are lessons to be learned, even in the hardest of truths.” The children’s faces were wide with wonder. They knew of the Wolf Bride—Cassia, the strong, beautiful woman who had once been the captive bride of Alpha Lucien. She was a legend, her name whispered in awe and respect throughout the kingdom. Her strength, her defiance, her love for her family—it had all made her a symbol of something greater than any one person. And Lucien, the god-king who had once been feared for his cruelty, was now remembered as the man who had found rede

She lifts up my head with her hand. "You still haven't answered me boy. Shall we join forces and make you the king? You don't have to marry that human whore. If you brought me her body I could put my own soul inside. I could then be alive and I could marry you instead. I could then become a member of the Wolf People Clan again. I was supposed to be queen once. But then Chief Wolfpaw's foolish father dishonored me by marrying another. Will you marry me if I go to war with you?"

Wolves and Lycans could barely share a border without bloodshed, yet here I was, binding myself to one of theirs. “For politics,” Mother had said. “For power.” And power, I liked. The grand oak doors groaned open, and silence fell over the gathered nobles. The bride appeared… My bride. She was draped in ivory, her face veiled. My jaw tightened. The spoiled daughter of the Beta known as a spoilt brat. Everyone’s eyes turned to her, but mine locked instantly as her scent hit me first.

Not to forget, when she roared in anger, I would be lying if I say that I didn’t tremble in fear. I realized that whatever my wolf was saying was the truth. But did that really mean that my bride was not was she exactly looked like? Was she not a human? . #TBC

The other lady answered. "What? Don't be ridiculous. You were present at the Blood Sun Ritual, your wolf didn't react nor recognize the King as your mate." The first lady said, her voice slightly raised. "Sadly. But it doesn't matter. If the King can't find his mate soon, he'll have to pick any bride-" My heart skipped a beat and my wolf raised its head. I lifted my gaze to the empty throne and the guards that surrounded it. I imagined another seat beside his own and a foreign woman being by his side.