The Consort Novels & Stories

“Can he go without this time?” But Johan shook his head. “It’s not the celebration his majesty is so keen on taking care of.” Johan stopped to meet Julia fully. “He means to look for her Empress to find a consort.” “A consort?” Julia lifted her brow at that, “Well, then, let us pray he gets some rest soon.” Julia went as Johan turned to walk on, climbing into the second carriage. “Aye, but I’m afraid that might not be for some time.” Johan went as the carriage door closed.

She helplessly watched him as he boasted of their future daughter. He didn’t shy away from telling everyone that they’ll be welcoming their first Alpha Queen. “If so, what would her partner be called?” It was a legitimate question as Luna King didn’t make sense and it sounded absurd. Who would want such a title? Alex turned to his mate to ask. “There are two options. Alpha Consort or Alpha King. The second one is a bit concerning, though, as it might overshadow the Alpha Queen’s authority.” “We’ll go with Alpha Consort, then.” He easily decided and made up his mind.

She sensed our consort, standing just a meter away, sensed the bond that had been forged on my eighteenth birthday six months earlier, that golden thread that would unite us forever. "Do you accept this woman as your consort?" asked Elder Corvus, his ancient voice echoing through the silent crowd. It was a formality. Everyone knew that Damien had accepted our union months before. This ceremony was merely the public announcement, the official coronation of the future heir to the throne.

The royalty mostly used them, as the common people would not afford such a luxurious thing. “You sound like you’ve seen it yourself.” She pouted. “Since consorts only used it, let’s just call it the Consort Gel. How about it?” She spoke to him. “Not bad. It’s a good name.” He gave her a thumbs up. She could not help but smile.

Now, things didn't seem to be that simple. "She was too pale at that time," Edmund mumbled, remembering that he had once wanted to meet her, but she looked so tired. So, he didn't disturb her further and only sent her a bag of nourishing blood. His voice wasn't loud, only enough for the four princes to hear. On the high throne, next to the king, Queen Alvira seemed to mutter something about the king. The delicate face was taut, and the eyebrows twisted together. "Your Majesty, it has been more than three days. This consort is worried that something might happen to her."

“As a protected consort under my authority.” The word hit the air like a thunderclap. Rylan’s eyes flew open. “You can’t—” “I can,” Isolde said sharply. “And I will. It places her beyond the council’s reach without declaring war.” Lyra’s pulse thundered. “Consort?” “A political shield,” Isolde clarified. “Not a crown. Not a chain.” Kade’s smile returned—slow, dangerous. “You’re giving her exactly what she wants.” Isolde turned on him. “No. I’m giving her exactly what they fear.”

And she was giving this precious cat to Logan? Why... not him? Logan stared at the change in Atlas' expression. With a look of disgust, it became so cloudy and dark. What was wrong with this man? Atlas took a deep breath. He looked lazily at Logan and explained his gift, as well as Dexter and Levastan. Then Atlas gave him a black cloth bracelet with a wolf's head embroidered on it. It was very beautiful. The bracelet was three centimeters wide and thick. "I ordered this a long time ago. I have several that I have shared with all the Queen's Consorts. So please accept it. It was embroidered by the best embroiderer in our pack," Atlas said.

Ross finally said. "The consort does not touch you and does not share your quarters and does not pretend to have any real claim. He is a title and nothing more." Myron nodded in agreement. "And if he steps out of line even once we end him regardless of the political consequences. That is not negotiable and Marius needs to understand that from the beginning." I agreed to their terms because they were reasonable and I had no intention of letting this arrangement become anything more than what Marius described. It was a means to an end and nothing more.

I also waited for what he would say. Carter's expression turned grimmer, I felt the weight of his news even though I didn't know what is yet to come. "Vienna became a part of council." My lips parted. Landon shifted on his weight as if he was also taken aback by what Carter said. "The council is just composed of thirteen persons including the chief. It's been like that for many centuries. Are you saying Alec added one and made it fourteen?" Landon asked in stern, cold voice.

Delilah said. " Does it mean she killed the consort ? She and the Consort was pregnant at same period, She conceived like two months after the Consort if I'm being precise, And she would gain a lot if the Consort died with the crown prince" Delilah's servant said. "That is obvious, i Know she killed the Consort, But she still doesn't seem like she has achieved anything, She doesn't look too sad, or happy, She looked neutral when the prince came back, She should be sad that her plans fell through !" Delilah said,