The Werewolf King's Runaway Queen 소설 & 이야기

Mag appears out of breathe, and reaching for the egg. I hand it over with a wink. I follow the guards up to the largest house and they knock. “Was the egg returned?” A young woman asks. She has silver hair, and her eyes are black with sadness. But her face is so familiar, like a slightly older version of my girl. “Yes, my Queen,” the warriors push me forward. “We caught the young werewolf prince stealing it. He is demanding to speak to the King.” The woman’s eyes turn red, anger.

Not that she liked his wife but the woman certainly made more sense than him. "Do not worry. Everything is under control." The king assured her. "They couldn't sedate him. He could be a real danger, Your Majesty. Why do you wish to keep him?" Aria asked. "He is rare. He is a katharos. Probably why the immortalizer wasn't effective. We need to keep him alive and find out the weaknesses of his kind." The king said chewing on his food. So his blood was the reason? Having royal blood had a different meaning to werewolves. Rulers were picked based on the purity of their blood.

My dark hair fell in soft waves. I looked beautiful. Like a wealthy princess from a fairy tale. I was indeed a billionaire tycoon wife now. When I walked downstairs, the maids and everyone present including Damian looked up. His eyes darkened for a second. Then his face turned hard again. “You’re late.” he said. My cheek flushed. “I’m sorry.” He offered me his arm, I hesitated before taking it. The warmth of his skin against mine sent a confusing shiver down my spine. He led me out of the mansion toward the waiting car.

My fated mate who was so close in taking my virtue, just as before the man who had declared his desire for my flesh now as he did when we were but young in youth, was the current King, the King of the east side, yet just like my pack none who live in either kingdom know of our existence. To them, we are but their rulers; any accident, we are but their frightening story of werewolves, “I hold no Queen, you hold but a failed marriage, to a pathetic excuse for a ruler, who will you come to choose in the end? You belong to me! Mine!” He slowly rubbed his tip to my entrance. The heat of his coated cock made me quiver as I whimpered. The heat started to become unbearable.

“Guess who showed up at the gate demanding to see you right away? It’s your favorite reporter and she’s waiting for a response.” “No.” Irritation flashed. “I refuse to talk to that female again.” “She’s being adamant. She’s threatening to headline the morning’s paper with news of a Species getting married to a human at Reservation.” He walked into the living room and paced. “It doesn’t matter. Tammy told her friends and it was bound to get out that Valiant married her. They were already photographed together when she was kidnapped and the team tracked her and rescued her. I expected this to happen.”

The werewolf king greeted and motioned between him and the rogue king. "Well, I am here to ask you both for your army. My daughter, Derric, and I have decided to start a war against the vampire king. It is time for them to stop disrespecting me, and their mates." "I have been waiting a long time for this. The vampire king has taken away one of my people's mates by making him marry the princess. " Everyone is looking at me after I growled at King Brandon. "Sorry for the disrespect, King Brandon. The princess is my mate. I just don't like anyone talking about her like that." I apologize and bow down.

Her wolf was at least 7’2 feet tall and was as white as the snow with golden eyes and a black circle on her forehead which was a sign of the pureblood royal family. Narrator's perspective ( Author ) Noah could see the queen starting to shift, so he knocked over the gift table, then grabbed the queen and ran her into the woods. The queen asked Noah what he was doing and Noah told her he would tell her everything once she was in wolf form. When the queen was done shifting, her wolf was at least 7’2 feet tall with fur as white as the snow and golden eyes. Noah gasped at the sight of the giant wolf and was staring until he noticed the black circle which was a sign of the werewolf royal family. T

I requested, crawling towards the door but still unable to reach it due to the limitations the chains were causing. “How? There is a big silver lock outside the door,” she replied, indicating she was panicking as she kept gulping. It wasn’t an ordinary thing to find two powerful werewolves related to the Alpha King locked and chained up in the middle of the woods and in a cabin. She was bound to be afraid and frightened. “Just do one thing,” I nodded my head to myself, “Just go and tell the Alpha king where we are. He will come here and save us himself,” I told the woman what she should do.

"So now, I would like my beautiful daughter Kate to come here and dance with me. '' The king said again looking at Kate, who happily stood up, she was about to take her first step, when a wolf groan was heard from the hallway. The queen immediately brought Kate back to herself and Jaden too. Looking up from where the groan came from, I two Werewolves came in, one was a little and the other was young, it was no other person than Scott and his Father Andrew. On seeing them, the queen held her children tight, she knew she was no match for them, but would do anything to save her children. People began running, and some who were strong werewolves began fighting with the enemy. "Derrick! Take the

“But I am not yours. I never was.” Her gaze lifted, blazing. “And now—I am mine.” Skylar stepped forward, tears streaming freely now, fear finally loosening its grip. She knelt without hesitation. “My queen,” she whispered. “I am yours.” Rebel extended her hand. Skylar took it. The connection snapped into place—unbreakable. As the pack knelt in silence, one truth echoed through the clearing, undeniable and irreversible: The Werewolf Queen had risen. And nothing would ever be the same again.