Novelas y relatos de The Prince Family Ayla

The soup was terrible. That was the first thing Kaevrix Noctharis Virellion — Crown Alpha of the Virellion Dominion, heir to four centuries of wolf-blooded power, feared across every territory the dominion touched — thought when the girl shoved the bowl in front of him and told him to drink it before it went cold. Not who is this child. Not how dare she. Not even the appropriate sovereign fury of someone unaccustomed to being spoken to like an inconvenience.

"Poor thing. Married to a corpse." I stared at the mirror and said nothing. The Omega — her name was Margaux, I learned — led me through the palace grounds at a pace that suggested she had better things to do. She pointed at buildings and rattled off information like reading from a list. "The Prince is the King's only heir. He was ambushed during a battle with rogues three months ago. Severe injuries. He hasn't woken since." She said it flatly, the way people talk about weather that hasn't changed. "There are rules here. Many of them. Don't wander. Don't speak out of turn. Don't enter restricted wings without escort."

Allan replied, “I just don't want to have anything to do with her. But one day she disappeared. I didn't know she was there, in the Haltz Clan, until you told me about her again." "Then you know who she is?" asked Gail, finally curious. Allan tried to remember something, "I think what my father said is true. She is a prince. You could say she is the last prince of the Aima Kingdom." Gail didn't look surprised even though it should have been something to surprise him. For Gail, strange things and out of his mind had become common, and he was used to all of this.

“What are you doing, Rykerr? Why are you so cruel?” The prince clenched his jaw. For a moment, he wanted to shout back. But her words pierced deeper than any blade. Cruel. Vicious. How could his own mother call him that? “You will rule this kingdom one day,” Ayla continued, her voice softer now but firm. “Is this how you plan to lead? By killing your own people for small mistakes? The people you were born to protect—will you make them your prey? This is not the son I raised.”

I told him I would explain later. When we arrive at the hotel, Matt steps out first and opens the door for Allie and me. As soon as I step out of the car, everyone begins bowing. Oh, no. I forgot to tell the Alpha that Allie doesn’t know I’m a Prince either. “Why is everyone bowing at you?” Allie asks, clearly confused. “I think they must be mistaking me for someone else,” I reply quickly. I immediately mind-link Matt and tell him to say it was his idea.

It was only when Alyn remembered that she existed that some form of relief washed over her. "Hayden. This is my Hand, Alicia." She introduced, "Alicia dear. This is Prince Hayden. My...um...cousin and crown prince of Imras." "It is an honor to finally meet you." He told her before planting a swift kiss on her hand. "Like wise, Your Grace." "Call me Hayden please." He said. "Hayden." "I must say. You are even prettier than when I first saw you. Although it might have been because you were too busy ruining my cousin's chances of ever producing heirs." He laughed.

Alpha Axel, an Alpha king of the entire realm, begged, which shocked his council members and everyone in the room. Kaila stood there, her smirk twitching, jealousy coursing through her blood as she witnessed Axel reuniting with his six children she didn't—none of them—knew existed. She cursed inwardly. "That wench princess! Ava!" She clutched tightly onto her gown, seeing the six little new competitions for her son, Prince Ansel. "I'm Axlis... the firstborn. It is my longest dream to meet you, Father." Axlis hugged Axel tightly, and his heart melted. That name, Axlis...

When the tone beeped, I said calmly, “Ma’am, not only have I found him… I’ve found her. Your boy didn’t just run—he built a life. And I think I’ve just found the ticket to bring him back… willingly.” Click. I stared out the small hotel window. Rain was beginning to streak down the glass, dull and grey. Lenweil was a quiet town but not for long. Not with the pieces moving now. Tobi wouldn’t run forever. And if he did? Well, every man had his weakness. Now I knew the Prince’s. Her name was Lila Alden.

My parents all gave me hugs. “The same night Elentari was born, we gave birth to another. We were told he was stillborn, but have come to find out he was not. Today we are proud to introduce you to Aranelda Tirisil, Prince of Faerl.” Alaric announced Aran. I clapped and smiled for him as he walked forward and gave a small wave.