The Werewolf King Novels & Stories

“Oh, you think it’s possible for someone to just wake up and become king? I paved the way for you, dummy! You remember Killian? Your little friend. He should be the one on that throne right now!” “But you’re the one there instead. Do you know why? Because I fought for you, I fought for us. I laid my life on the ground for t kingdom to be mine and you think I’ll just give it up to you fully? You must be a joker.” He spat. “We’re not the rightful heirs to the throne?” I mumbled quietly, my entire body override with shock. “Yes. I took it forcefully, because it should be mine and not his! The werewolf kingdom belongs to me! I forced an ancient witch to forge the

"Unlike normal werewolves, we royalty, aka true blood wolves, don't mate the typical way you guys do. We have a choice that average werewolves don't have." "That's cool!" I interrupted him, and he glared at me in a scary way. I made a mental note to never do that ever again since he didn't seem to appreciate my attitude. Then he continued. "It is anything but cool. Although we have the choice, we don't have much of a choice. It's all about rank and power, and that's how it all started. Selena and I were engaged before we even knew about it. Selene's father, Lord Eeyore, is one of the strongest werewolves around. His wealth and connections are equal to my father, the alpha king. Which made hi

“So strong‑willed… like your mother.” “Shut up! What do you know? Don’t you compare me to her!” Grimm squeezes my hand, calming me. After an unbearable silence, the King finally speaks. “Let me show you the truth.” He snaps his fingers, and a storm of crows bursts toward Grimm and me. They strike too fast for us to react, then the world dissolves. We are pulled into a vision. The Raven Wolf King lies beneath a towering oak, his back pressed to the trunk, eyes closed, breaths ragged. Blood drains from the gaping wound in his chest. The battlefield around him is riddled with the fallen—men, wolves, and ravens alike.

"Don't touch me! Do you even know who I am? I saved the Wolf King’s life. I'm the Queen's sister!" The two men burst out laughing. "You really think you can scare us with the Wolf King and Queen? I'll let you in on a secret. Those two sent us!" They started tearing at my clothes. No matter how I cursed or begged, they didn't stop. Just as despair swallowed me whole, the door was kicked open. Cade stood there, his face dark with fury. With his bare hands, he tore one of the werewolf's arms clean off. Blood sprayed everywhere as the man screamed and collapsed.

Although he knew he had failed to kill the other two and he also failed to capture the woman whose name was mentioned in the prophecies in the werewolf kingdom. But he was glad he was able to capture some that he was sure would catch the king's eyes once he would tell the king about Zeus. "What is this? My orders were clear. I told you to kill everyone and bring me the woman from the prophecy." King's angry howled echoed in the whole palace, shaking the land beneath their feet aggressively. If they were not werewolves, if they wouldn't have been born, they would have thought that there was an earthquake. All heads were bowed down in front of the king in fear.

Alpha Jackson informed her, but Lily smiled at him. "That's okay because I don't want your approval." She told him. She took a deep breath, her eyes focused, her shoulders back, her chin high, "Werewolves have existed since the story of Jesus Christ, the Werewolf King born in the fall of Julius Caesar." She started to recite their history. He was impressed that she managed to learn so much in such a short time. "We don't want to relearn our history." Alpha Derek let out a growl.

Blood, tears, sweat, and pain. All is felt in the whole werewolf kingdom. A ruler emerged from the dead and he is back to avenge on every pack that fought against him years ago. He is back to shape the werewolf nation and has every surviving wolf bow down to only him. He believes that the throne was made for him and no one has the right to take it away from him. He is back with thousands of powerful witches who have already submitted to him. The packs were caught off guard, pups, and she-wolves both old and young are being mercilessly slayed and wiped out as the king ordered.

He looks to Leon. “Is this room sound proofed?” He asks, more sternly than when he had spoken to me. “Yes your majesty. All conference rooms and offices are equipped with non penetrable sound proofing.” Leon says proudly. The King nods his head. “Because there is someone in the room who doesn’t know our names, allow me to first introduce ourselves. My name is Tobias Renaldo. I am the King of Werewolves. This is my Royal Beta, Ricardo Viena. It’s good to see the new lead members of the White Fang Pack getting along. And we are sorry for the abrupt visit.” He said as if he were making a speech at a banquet.

Nicolas is having some of his men find out what witch or Witches Vlad has helped from as to narrow down what spells are common with that coven. Day Four – The King had teleported into Warrior field, walks over to Nicolas and Alexander. The packs bare their necks in submission and respect to the King of Werewolves. The King waves his hands gesturing for the packs to be at ease, to return to their normal stance. Nicolas and Alexander's usher the King into the Command tent.

Darryl Scoffed dropping his glass of blood. “ Oh, what was the mighty King of werewolves doing when I was busy searching for the witch who helped seal a whole pack, your supposed subjects away? Busy mating with your Luna I guess. It is my job to find my mate and my job to punish whoever dares to lay their filthy hands on her” The Alpha king banged the table angrily with his fist, and the glass of wine spilled a little. Yes, the king of werewolves he knew was back. He hunched over the table and faced the fuming vampire king.