The Wolf King's Bride In Disguise Novels & Stories

Yes, everyone in the clan has already noticed that I turned on her, only she alone does not want to notice this. - Stupid, impudent fox. I have long lost my head from one small fearless splinter. The fox looked at me incredulously, bright stars danced in her blue eyes. My charming couple. Now I was glad that the elders had insisted and brought her to the clan. That day came to mind. Rice came to me and, turning pale, announced the decision of the elders to return the bride home. The same half-blooded daughter of Alexander Kedano, whose mother fled under unclear circumstances, taking her with her. I remember being very angry. Problems rained down on the clan like curses: the north haunted, Al

She begged me dropping her legs to the floor. “You are my Luna Queen, and if I want to spoil you I will, do not sass me,” I let my eyes glow yellow, something only Alpha Kings can do as a warning to disobedient wolves before they use the Alpha voice and command them. She gasped before scurrying along to the bathroom. I head to my room and quickly change making my way down the stairs to meet my guests. “Alpha King,” They both said in unison as they bowed their heads in submission.

His eyes searched mine for a moment, and then I saw something shift in his expression—a realization, a certainty. His nostrils flared, and his eyes began to glow faintly. Slowly, he stepped forward and took my hand in his. He raised it high and turned to face the crowd. “My mate… is a white wolf!”

"You explain it." Welyn turned to Cordin who held the Fox to his chest and scooted away fast. "I'm not saying anything!" How could he possibly explain to the humans that their Prince got married to the Elf King during a full moon with the Earth Spirit as a witness and also got pregnant with quadruplets? As an Elf, he had super hearing and was able to eavesdrop on their conversation while concealing himself but the humans had no idea that their Prince got knocked up by the Elf King. What did they expect him to say?

the King hissed. The wolf was happy and amused by the King's statement, "Do you think you will wake up when I defeat you in this battle?" The King frowned before preparing for battle, "Where is my wife?" "You will never know as long as I live." "Then let us begin this battle." The wolf rose to his feet and stalked towards him. They were like that for long moment, trying to grab each other as they kept kicking each other. And the wolf was towering over him, his fingers trailing down the side of his cheek until they reached his throat.

Anything! ~~~~~~~ Deep in the forest, an ash wolf walked around the forest as if it was looking for its prey. "You came earlier than expected, Queen...I mean Lady Sophia," Steve said with a sly smile on his face, walking down the hill. He threw a cloak in front of Sophia, watching her shift into human. Sophia hissed, picking up the cloak and covering her body with it. "I was deposed but your bride left you standing on the altar, Steve?" She smiled, slowly walking towards Steve.

He instantly growled at the mention of Kyle's name. "It isn't him I smell on you. Your scent is rosemary flowers, and that's the scent I smell. It's a high-status royal blood scent. Only one wolf gets that smell every other decade, the Queen of Wolves." My eyes widened again. Surely he's mistaken. There's no way I'm the Queen of Wolves. There hasn't been a Queen of Wolves in decades. We only have the King of Wolves, and he never really shows his face anywhere. Then, a thought came to me. "Wait a minute… who are you?"

He hesitated before adding… "Besides, while we're legally married in the human world, a Dragon King's marriage is only recognized after vows are made before the Gods. In a sense, you haven't truly become my wife yet. You still have a choice." "I understand. I'll think about it carefully." Anna paused before speaking again. "But... what are we supposed to do now? I don't have any clothes. Your housekeeper only gave me this outfit." "What do you mean?" Alex don’t understand, Anna wrapped tightly in the blanket.