Novel & Cerita The Werewolf King's Runaway Queen

Granny Lou paused for a moment gazing around the eager faces. “What happened to the Luna Queen Granny Lou?” A little girl piped up, cuddling a floppy bunny to her chest, her large eyes trained on the elderly woman. “Well Mia, she was captured by very nasty werewolves called Rogues. Werewolves who do not belong to any one or any pack. They had grown tired of the Alpha Kings attacks on their kind and captured the Luna Queen in retaliation. “When the Alpha King found his Luna Queen had gone from her chambers the next day, he sent out a search party for her. Determined to bring her home, for he knew then he could not live without her by his side.

Together with Jax, she kicked Raymond out, leaving him homeless. When Claude found out, he offered no help. The pack was being reorganized, and everything was getting better. Except for Claude. His phone buzzed. The werewolf forum suddenly pushed out a notification on the entire network. The headline was just nine words—"New Alpha King Silas Crowns His Luna Queen Heather." Claude's hand trembled violently. As if possessed, he clicked on the video. On the screen, the grand sanctuary stood magnificent and majestic, with thousands of werewolves bowing in submission.

" She is getting bolder, all because of the damn Wolf. " " No, She hates me. " Felix sinks to his couch as he looks at the army he gathered to fight a war he didn't wish to fight. But he is always ready. " You can go home for now, or join her competition, but remember, you're mine, I'm your king, she hates werewolves, she is the Queen of humans, not werewolves. " " Yes, my king. " The werewolves left as Felix is looking at his teen photos with Kelly with a smile.

Alona’s eyes widened slightly. “King and Queen?” Cindy giggled. “Maybe you forgot that too. King Shane and Queen Amelia are the rulers of all werewolf packs. They live in the kingdom of Westoria. Red Moon Pack is one of the packs they govern, and Alpha Jake, their son, is the leader here. He is also the future King of the werewolves.” Alona nodded slowly, taking in the information. Cindy turned her to the mirror and smiled. “Perfect. You’re ready.”

“Now, besides being Alpha of our pack, Stefan has also conquered other packs. That means while those packs may have their own Alphas, he has control and authority over them. Like an Alpha of Alphas.” “Oh.” “Soon, the conquered Alphas are going to pledge allegiance to him as their Werewolf King.” “That sounds major,” I mutter in awe. “It is. Every last southern pack will be under his control. We haven’t had a werewolf king in these parts for ages.” She makes a turn from the main road into the one leading to the mansion. The mansion is in a forested area, far from other residences. “Therefore, as his mate, you’ll be the werewolf Queen.”

Something in that statement just draws me close to her, and the urge to stand and claim her in front of everyone is overwhelming, but I stay seated. She is initiated on stage as Alpha of the Gold Moon pack, and afterwards crowned as Queen of the dark faes. People are whistling, howling and hollering, clapping and cheering. Athena turns to face us, her aura so extremely powerful it momentarily overwhelms my own, which is just a fucking turn on. She raises her face, and her arms, embracing the moonlight. Then her dress rips and she seamlessly shifts into a wolf, a big and gorgeous Alpha wolf.

“The king used to love his wife a lot. They had everything. Happiness, a peaceful kingdom, and love. But only one thing was missing. A child!” “They both used to crave for children. Courtiers suggested king to re-marry. They even offered to bring a concubine for him. But the king declined the offer. He loved his queen a lot. One fine day the queen was going somewhere in her carriage when it started pouring heavily. When they were passing through the forest a group of rogue werewolves attacked her. Her guards were dead within minutes.” Hazel was horrified, “All the guards, grandma?”

he snapped. “And so do we.” I stepped closer, trailing a finger over the ink on his chest, kill marks, pack marks, victories he’d earned long before I crashed into his life like a beautiful disaster. “We take a major pack,” I said softly, “and we solidify our territory. Fear grows. Our name spreads. The Wolf King will be too busy coddling his pregnant mate to notice.” His eyes flashed hot. There it was, the soft spot. The Queen. The hunter-whore that the Kingdom was marrying.

He exhaled in relief at the sight of her and he turned back to stare at the sky, knowing it was not someone he didn’t know. It’s been a few hours since the clash with the King of Wahala. There had been words in the last few summers that the Luna Queen, Mia, had somehow tamed the ruthless Alpha King and changed him. Many called this change a weakness, as it would no longer make his enemies afraid of him. The man he encountered in the outer cabin wasn’t a tamed man and the people had been so wrong in their rumours. He was still the same man. He was not weak or a coward, just a man changed by love and the thought of losing what he love the most had brought out the side many believed was dead. A

I laughed, looking at her little frown. "Almost," I said. She rested her head on my chest, and the remaining ride was silent. *************** It’s been almost an hour, and we just got to the werewolf kingdom. Everywhere is decorated and filled with cars. Today is a special day in the werewolf kingdom, as they are about to have a second king, which is Archie. Archie is now 18 years old, and he can take over from Silver. We walked to the hall, and the paparazzi were outside taking photos and videos. Obviously, the event is live. They looked at us transfixed, still taking pictures, and I wonder why. We got to the hall, and it was quiet here. We walked down to our seats beside the thrones of Oct