The Werewolf King's Runaway Queen 소설 & 이야기

My mother. A runaway slave. Fated mates only belonged to each other right from our ancestors in the werewolf kingdom, but that all changed when one of the Alpha Kings was lecherous in nature, and couldn’t keep his eyes only on his fated mate, the Luna Queen. From then on, nobles followed the ways of the Alpha king, and taking another she-wolf after their fated mates became a norm in the werewolf kingdom. Even commoners practiced the ways of the nobles.

“When a werewolf starts to age, it is because it has already given up its life force. Look at the example of the king of the basement—centuries of life. You won't live to be 100. Deep down, his reflection tells him the same thing as his wolf, so he doesn't even respond to him. He finishes arranging, goes down the stairs, and enters the kitchen. - Where is the queen? – he asks those present. - Good morning, sir. We haven't seen Queen Elena today, sir. – one of the she-wolves says, with an expression of astonishment. Wasn't it the king who supposedly slept with the queen? A little pup runs through the kitchen's back door. When he sees the king, he hides between the legs of his mother, one of t

She ran at the back door and there she saw the Ecleteon werewolves in their fighting forms ready to jump off their Palace’s fence. At the farthest part, Queen Asalea saw King Burkano of the Ecleteon Werewolves, giving his loudest growl as a signal for his werewolves to attack now. Queen Asalea jump as high as she can and landed exactly at one arm's length far from the back of King Burkano. Her sharp nails are ready to dig the heart of King Burkano and smash it like a mashed potato. She will kill him in a flash. King Burkano however felt something on his back. He suddenly turned his head and gazed at his front with his red sharp eyes.

No one should have to be there while their mother dies. We run as fast as our legs would go when suddenly, the King’s chocolate brown wolf jumps over us and then takes off running as fast as he can. I’ve never run so fast in my life. It’s hard to keep up with the King and I notice that even Kai is lagging behind him. The King is being motivated to find his Queen and it’s causing him to run at a speed that’s even unusual for werewolves. He skids to a stop as he sees his mate. He shifts and begins to sob as he says, “No, no, no, no, Reika. No, come on baby. Don’t do this to me. I need you.”

It started with war pleaded with tears and ends with blood Once upon a time there lived an Alpha King named Alejandro king, he was ruthless and stern, he ruled the werewolf kingdom with an iron fist. The werewolf king had a mate, our queen, Ivory King. Our queen was unable to produce us an heir. After year and years of trying Queen Ivory begged her younger sister Alovia who was a Davister witch for the fruit of the womb but Alovia refused.

another one replied, rolling her eyes. "He'll visit me tonight. I know it," the girl whose name was Molly said. My heart beat faster than it ever had before. He would visit her today? "You wish. I heard the king brought a werewolf girl," another one said. "A werewolf girl. Can you believe it? A filthy animal in our castle." They all laughed. The sound made me want to claw my nails on their faces. "Why would our king bring a wolf?" the dark-haired one asked. "Isn't it obvious?" Molly said, examining her perfect nails. "He's adding her to the harem."

As I shifted back to my human wolf, I felt Donald breathing heavily and my bones snapped. "What are you doing?!"I yelled at him. As Donald took everyone's attention, the war began to fade. "This war is unjust! You can't oppose the alpha king, and Luna Evelyn transferred the pack's crest to the alpha king's mate before she died!"Donald yelled. "Show us the evidence!" I tilted my head as the army chief commander yelled. As soon as the man yelled, Athena stepped forward, and all eyes were on her.

So I asked again. "Who is she? The Queen of what?" He gave me a look of disbelief before he started explaining. "Contrary to what most of us believe, the one who first united the seven werewolf packs and ruled the werewolf kingdom as one was not a man. She was a woman—the Queen of werewolves. She was the one who built the palace where we're going to live with our pups. She lived in that palace for about seven hundred years with her lover, Andrew. Andrew was also known as the first man to become a wolf..."

“You didn’t come here to befriend me.” “No,” she agreed smoothly. “I came to understand you.” “Why?” “Because you matter to him. And because I have the curiosity to know why a woman who was once a queen, ran away and left the king to bleed.” The words caught me off guard. I didn’t let it show. “And that concerns you?” “It informs me.” She wasn’t jealous. She wasn’t insecure. She was calculating. “I don’t want your position. And you don’t know the difficulties I faced before I ran away.” I said evenly.

Far beyond Shadowfang territory, the Witch Queen stood near a large window overlooking the dark forest below while the Rogue King sharpened a blade lazily nearby. “She’s growing stronger,” the Witch Queen said quietly. The Rogue King glanced up. “You sound worried.” “I am cautious,” she corrected sharply. He smirked slightly. “She’s still just a wolf.” “No,” the Witch Queen murmured softly, her pale eyes darkening. “She’s becoming something else. You know what your rogues said and you know what we felt” Silence settled briefly between them before she turned fully toward him. “We can’t delay any longer.” The Rogue King slowly stood to his feet, something dangerous flickering in his eyes. “So