Romans & histoires The Kings Pet

The guys, who I assumed were the King's guards, gave me a strange look, and I bowed my head and left, not wanting to get into trouble with them. The last thing I want to do is get beaten up by those huge men, let alone disgrace Alpha Tristan and the entire 'red moon pack' Everyone had been looking forward to this day; there were girls scattered around the pack house hoping to catch a glimpse of the King, but no one dared to approach the fifth floor where the meeting was being held for fear of being killed by the king. "Bella, the king needs another bottle of whiskey," Mr Fernando exclaimed as I walked into the kitchen.

Lucas' POV I stared at him, surprised. "Who bloody cares about their timeline?" I snapped. "I'm the Alpha of the damn pack." "As the Alpha, you shouldn't forget that the auction school belongs to Alpha Kael of the Black water pack," He said with a shrug. "Its literally his biggest investment here and if you think he will let you mess with it, you're joking."

The king slowly climbed down the chariot, his piercing gaze scanning the area. He was surrounded by a pack of wolves, their eyes fixed intently on the cabin. The air was charged with an aura of power and authority, everyone could feel the weight of the king's presence. As the king approached the cabin, Aethon, Hilda, and Petra, stepped out of the cabin, Aethon didn't look too pleased to see the king while Hilda and Petra looked honored. Keondra, however, remained inside, her heart pounding in her chest.

I adjust my grip, making sure everything is secure before turning to leave. That’s when I hear it. “That’s her, right?” one of the servants whisper to the lady who helped me. “The King’s new pet.” I pause as her words reach my ears. Though her voice is quiet, she should know my heightened hearing can pick up on it. Did she mean for me to hear? Before I can even process it, she continues, “Must be nice to get to be so close to the King.” “It won’t last long,” the woman who talked to me replies scornfully. “Pets get replaced.”

The Gathering of Kings The answer came the next morning. Unfortunately. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Thomas woke up. Opened the cabin door. And found three kings waiting outside. Immediately. Then: "No." The door closed. Honestly? Fair. Very fair. Reasonable honestly. Then Ava's voice came from inside. Then: "What happened?" Then: "Politics." Silence. Then: "Oh." Pause. Then: "My condolences." God. No. Fair.

she said as king scratched his head nervously. "What nonsense are you spitting, king is not in love with Ariana, right brother?" Pete asked. King faced me sadly, I held back my tears fearing the rejection that I saw in his eyes. "Ariana, I'm sorry but she's right, I really truly love you" he said as I ran in his arms and sobbed. "I love you too" I answered honestly. "Whats going on here!" Pete yelled. "Pete don't you think its high time you find a stable relationship?, I and king both know you have more than one kid with different women, you are actually a wolf in sheep clothing" she said as I pulled back in shock and looked at him.

I started. "As you all know, voting for Homecoming King & Queen are Thursday 'till five on room 222. The nomenies are... For Queen, Mckenzie Gordon, Britney Williams, Tiffany Davis, Hanna Smith and Ziigwan Woods. For King, Cole Cook, Hunter Moore, John Brown, Logan Miller and King ThunderBird..." I couldn't help it I stared at King for five seconds he was watching me and whisper "Go on Ogimaakwe. Don't be wierd." No one heard. too much cheering inside the Cafeteria.

He asked with the same soft voice. Vivian blinked her big eyes and answered "my name is Vivian Turner.. And your?" She asked back.. An unknown soft smile crept on his face "I am Alexander King.." Her eyes widened in surprise "you are King?" He nodded "yes.." With a pursing lips and confusing eyes, Vivian watched him carefully "Then where is your king dress?" For her King's should wear their expensive costumes how she has seen in cartoons and story books.. Alexander chuckled "I am the King without any King dress.."

A morbid curiosity twists uneasily in my stomach, my anxiety increasing as I anticipate what could happen at any moment. "So you are to wed your mistress, disappoint all those who are loyal to you, embarrass me?" Kailor demands sourly, hardly gracing me with much of a glance. Tai and Vaia must have gotten their eyes from their mother, as Kailor's are as black as the ebony sky outside the window. "No one gets to control me. I'm a King in my own right," Tai reminds him. Although he has the appearance of a King painted across him, on his expression and within his decadent clothing, I see the sense of vulnerability there, the child-like fear only to be seen before a cruel, wicked father.

A simple clothing for a king was requested by the past queen, queen Claire. “ Do you know that one of the six kings from cards came here personally to visit the new queen? “ Ace stopped when he heard the sentence that was being spoke by the girls earlier. One of the six kings? But who was it? He was so busy that he didn’t even feel the strong presence of a sinner.