The Werewolf King Novels & Stories

Nikolai "Oath of fealty?" Rhazien paced around the courtroom. The court was over for the day and only Vladimir, Sofiya, Rhazien, Darius, Leikos, Ezra, Ava, and I remained. "I can't believe this. The people will not like it," he said and shook his head. "First is having their King killed by a werewolf. Second is a werewolf being their King. And now you give them hope but take it away by demanding the oath of fealty.”

The woman looked at the blade momentarily and then scrolled to Albert, who stood proudly before everyone in the form of a dashing golden wolf. "It turns out that the rumours were true. The Goldenwolf exists. He is a werewolf with an immortal soul. The king of all werewolves," Judith said. The woman knelt, saluting Goldenwolf. All the werewolves were hypnotised. One by one, they knelt before the Alpha, bowing to the majesty of Goldenwolf, the King of all werewolves.

"The King of the Werewolves." The words seemed to hang between the trees. I stared at the stranger, waiting for him to laugh and tell me it was some kind of joke. He didn't. Alex stood beside me, breathing heavily. "Who is he?" I asked. The stranger's expression remained serious. "King Adrian." I frowned. "I've heard of him." Everyone had. King Adrian ruled over the five major werewolf territories. Even though individual packs had their own Alphas, they all answered to him.

A powerful snarl rumbled from his chest. He had transformed. A werewolf. And then he spoke, his voice low and commanding. “I am the King of the Moonbound Werewolves. Eryx Bloodban.” he said. And that’s when everything went black.

"Yes. The King is no longer a werewolf. He cannot turn. He lost his right the moment he turned his back on the Moon Goddess. The moment he became hungry for more power." "S-shut up. That is n-not true." The King helplessly muttered, making Stefanos turn towards him. But the man only tsked. "Imagine what your own people will do when they find out their King is no longer a wolf, not that it would matter considering your whole Kingdom has upset the Luna, and they all must have met the same fate as their King already. What matters is, what Vesilios will do once they learn about this treacherous truth. Would you like to make a guess, Your Majesty?" "Dear me! I think Vesilios will only grow bigger

Arthur was in the cage listening to the noise, their prompting footsteps, the memory of the day his wolf family was murdered. On the day that the man in white armor appeared, the moonlight was also very round and huge, but red like blood. That night, in order to protect the territory, protect the young wolves and Arthur, nearly all the adult wolves were stabbed to death under cold-blooded spears and swords.

Would come looking. “How many took him?” I asked. “Three. Maybe four.” She stood. Studied the cabin. “They came through the window. Kade was weak from his injuries. He could not shift fast enough.” “You said Thomas wants him for something worse than death. What did you mean?” She was silent for a long moment. Then she pulled out a photograph. Old. Worn. It showed a young man with silver eyes standing beside a beautiful woman with dark hair. “This was our father,” she said. “Alpha of the Blackwood pack. And this was our mother. She was not a wolf.”

the man said, too casually, "we didn't think the empress had such backing." Sebastian's eyes narrowed at them, "you don't dare look down on my wife." "She is a merely a pretty little servant to you, isn't it? It was a foolish thing to do to leave your precious empire to a female. Have you no pride?" "A wolf man has no right to tell a vampire lord what to do and what not to do." "Vampire lord," the man clapped his hands, amused, "what a title. We should nsme me werewolf lord, shouldn't we?" He turned to his followers and they laughed mockingly.

Who would have known that the vampire king would have to be scared of the werewolf king one day? "Come on now! Have i said anything wrong? I as your brother-in-law, have been supportive of you! And you should do the same!" Zaros said it righteously. "Your chance is near. It's time for our departure. The werewolf King and Queen will follow us back to the kingdom for your crowning." Eudora answered her son's question. "When are we departing?" Zaros asked excitedly. "The day after tomorrow. Start packing your things," Eudora said calmly.

The fury on his face cracked, turning into confusion and then an existential crisis. “A… homewrecker?” he muttered the words to himself. The once untouchable future werewolf king, a pure-blood Alpha who had always stood above everyone, had just become a homewrecker? “That’s impossible…” His face turned deathly pale. “She said… she was single… She said she only loved me…” I fought down the urge to laugh hysterically. Carefully screwing the lid back onto the ointment, I delivered the finishing blow in a cautious tone.