The Hidden King's Stolen Wife Novels & Stories

Some looked at her with pity. Others with curiosity. “Poor thing…” “Maybe she’s not the heir after all…” “I heard there’s been some changes…” Each whisper felt like a needle. Elara forced herself to move, to breathe, to stay composed. But inside She was falling apart. “Don’t look like that,” her stepmother’s voice came again as she stepped beside her. Elara didn’t turn. “What do you mean?” she asked quietly. “It’s embarrassing,” her stepmother said lightly. “Everyone is staring.”

After one wild night, I was carrying his thunder-blooded child and successfully married into the divine palace. But after the wedding, he was ice-cold to me. He was convinced I had stolen the Arrow of Desire, all for the sake of marrying into divinity. Even after I gave him children, he never claimed me as his wife before the gods. He saved all his tenderness for his one true love—the holy maiden Lyra, who was forced to marry into the Sea Realm and eventually died in a storm. Later, I was branded as "jealous and wicked," scorned by all of divine kind.

I pushed forward and propped my elbow on the proportioned rock. “What was that?” “That I can not tell but I have a feeling that she still has her powers, perhaps it's her hair,” The noises in the background grew higher and I looked down to see what it could be. Lo and behold it was the king, he was descending the flight of stairs with his trail of armies, what marveled me was the woman in his hand. After that day we secretly met in the abandoned room, words had gone round that she was seen many times with the king in a forbidden position as a mere slave and the Alpha King.

I tell her. She frowns. “What’s up…” “I need Simone Wells. David’s brother wants to hire someone to be his Fiancée until he gets his promotion…" I explain. Her frown deepens. “And you’re sure Simone could, do it?” she asks. “She’s one of the only women we have that could pass as a doctor’s wife…” I remind her. “Rather send in. Quinn Daily.” She says. I bite my lip. Quinn was gorgeous, long blonde locks, sea blue eyes her entire face was made to be a model. The only problem we had with her was that her clients always fell in love with the role she played.

I said, making many of them nod, eyes shifting from me back to Alari. “About three months ago, I traveled to Silverlake to bless an Alpha, and I found my mate. All else that happened was communicated to you” I said, watching the slight change on their faces. “Upon our return, we discovered that my mate is actually the lost… hidden princess of the Kingdom, the only child of King Miles and Queen Lylla” I said, causing another round of whispers to erupt from the room. The Alpha's looked at each, quietly asking questions the people sitting next to them couldn't answer.

Rosalia exclaimed. "I won't leave unless you force me to leave my wife here... You have to keep this secret until the time comes when I can reveal everything to Tiffany and her family... You must not hate her," Erland said anxiously. "You must know that she is a good, simple girl, and she doesn't have parents anymore. She became my wife out of love and she thought I was single... So don't think she stole me from Tiffany, but it's me who took her youth by marrying her and deceiving her," he continued. "Oh my God..." Rosalia sounded like she was sighing and slowly crying.

Chapter 18.1 When Ruben heard Esteban’s laugh, his face turned red with embarrassment. How to explain this to Anna was a big problem for him. “Ruben, have you ever hidden money from your wife? If she finds out, how would you explain it?” Esteban asked. Ruben laughed again, “You’re asking the wrong person. I’ve never experienced something like that. You’d need extraordinary skills if you want to hide money from your wife. Women have a strong intuition.”