The Last Kingdom: Aethelstan Novels & Stories

People began to gather closer, curiosity turning into attention. Alvarez spoke next, his tone even. “The East will move soon. We don’t want to ask you to fight. We’re asking you to choose.” Murmurs spread through the crowd. One man stepped forward. “Choose what?” “To stand with your own land,” Ethan said. “Not with a king who sees you as replaceable.” The woman’s eyes sharpened. “And what do you see us as?” Ethan didn’t hesitate. “As the ground that keeps this kingdom alive. Without you, nothing stands. Not palaces. Not armies. Not me.”

"Everything that Celestia and the Alliance have told you about this war and why it's happening is a lie." I narrowed my eyes on him, but he just took a breath before looking me square in the eye and continuing. "You saw the people in there. You saw how it's driving them mad, and forcing them to shift into their alter forms. The Beastial Kingdom didn't start this war; Celestia did. They corrupted our king on the day they were supposed to sign a peace treaty. They did something to him that forced his dragon to the surface in a blind rage, instantly voiding the treaty between kingdoms, and therefore restarting the war that we were trying to end. That king came back to the Beastial kingdom after

“The day he died was the day we became more than some whimpering fools. He buried this kingdom, and I saved us from drowning.” Devin was visibly shaking, and I looked at the king slack jawed. This was his kingdoms deepest secret, and he just blurt it out like some drunken fool. I knew better though, as I watch the king settle back into his fake mask of a smile. He did nothing without precise thought. The king was always four steps ahead, and we were crawling behind. I looked at Devin, his emotions written boldly across his face, as his world came crumbling down in front of his multi-colored eyes. I needed to break this tension before it turned into an uncontrolled tornado.

Cato said the moment I sat down. “I did. I only found out I was accept a couple of days before the fire started,” “Wait, so you got accepted as the first Queen to enter?” Cora asked even though she knew the answer because I told her once before. “Yes,” She hummed. “There's a lot of Kings that's competing, they might do anything to sabotage you so you'll forfeit,” Coa said and everyone went silent. “Jasmine, Cora's right. They will do anything to make you forfeit, even burning down your kingdom because they know they don't stand a chance against Agatha, “ Dimitrius said.

"The kind you don't give. The kind that don't involve silk and leashes." "Answers." Ethan stood up. He walked toward me, the firelight catching the sweat on his chest. He didn't look angry. He looked... hollow. Like someone had scooped out his insides and left the shell. "You went to Matthew Collins. The man who built your cage. You thought a snake would give you the truth?" "He told me about your father." Ethan stopped. His jaw tightened so hard a muscle in his neck jumped. "My father. The Great King Aethelred. The man the bards sing about."

With the residual thoughts of what would become of the future Black family lingering in my mind, the rest of the day went by in a dreary haze. The fact of the matter was I had no idea what would happen to the Black family. When Granny Lou told me the story of the Last Alpha King, she never specified who his Queen was. In fact, now I come to think of it, I wasn’t even sure of when the events of the story were set to take place. She said that the King was hard and ruthless, well I can see that for myself. She also said that Alexander softened with time, and I am yet to see any evidence of that happening.

Eric informed. Benjamin’s muscle tensed and he shook his head, “you shouldn’t talk about this! Discussing HIM can cause us our lives.” “As if our lives are really important? We are going to die like my brother, anyway.” Erin whispered and shutted himself. The guard wolves stopped them to cross and checked the cart. “Alpha Grolein is here to attend a meeting!” the slave responded on the guard’s inspection. The guard nodded his head and let them pass. The castle was antique and gigantic from close view. His astonishing beauty can hypnotise anyone. It might appear like a ruin but at one time, it was considered to be the most powerful palace in the whole realm.

Instead, in their place laid stacks of hay piled up with dead bodies of men, women, and children. The rest of the kingdoms were just as bad if not worse. In fact, the atmosphere there was worse. It lurked of pain, agony, and evil energy. The kingdoms that were once trending in fancy clothes were now trending with rags, and the once happy faces were no more. Pain and agony covered their dirty faces. All the kingdoms were gone. They were no more. The inhabitants of Azania were now slaves working towards building a huge wall that combined all the kingdoms together, earning themselves lash to their backs for making the slightest mistakes.

"And now, the Hollow Crown stirs." Elior stepped forward. "Who are you?" The rider tilted their head slightly, as if considering. Then: "I am Vame. The Last Sentinel." A chill crept down Rael’s spine. "The last of what?" Elior demanded. Varic regarded them in silence for a moment, then swung off the horse with effortless grace. As they moved closer, their form seemed to flicker at the edges, as if struggling to fully exist in this world. "The last to guard the cycle," Vame said. "The last to stand before the Hollow Crown."

Hello, my lovely readers Finally! Another season is done and we are entering the finale season of The Last Alpha Standing! Things have been a rollercoaster even for me. I could not believe that time flies so fast that this novel is already at its climax and down to its ending. I thank you all for your support and for reading my story.