Trapped With The Alpha King Mga Nobela at Kwento

••NO POV•• One side, Alexandra was locked up in the dungeon by the Alpha Kings, on the other side, Dominic stubbornness to meet Alexandra, in between the Alpha kings, who neither can make Alexandra give in, nor can calm Dominic, they're suffering in the middle. While all these are like this, out of the frame, there's another side which has a more heated up situation than Alexandra and Alpha Kings. The atmosphere in Alexandra’s old pack was almost too much to handle.

“How long have you and the king been seeing each other?” I press my fingertips to my temples. “Up until a week ago, I’ve been living with humans. Not werewolves, humans. I didn’t even know Owen was king until—” “Owen?” Her ey areas narrow as she seizes on this new, unintentional evidence. “You didn’t know Owen was king?” “I-it’s his name,” I stumble guiltily. “It’s how he signed the note. If you didn’t rip it up, you could check and see.”

The temperature in the room dropped instantly, and a sudden, violent wave of raw Alpha dominance flooded the chamber, so heavy and absolute that Gideon and Torin immediately dropped to one knee, their heads bowed in submission. Through the shadow of the doorway, Alpha King Silas Snow , stepped into the light. He wasn't looking at his Betas. His burning, pitch black eyes were locked entirely on Valerie, and the sheer, territorial fury rolling off his massive frame made it clear that the real nightmare was only beginning.

She could hardly feel her limbs. "If I remove my hand will u be quiet?" She tried to say something but remembered he couldn't understand her. Even if she screamed who would hear her anyway? Aurora nodded her head but he never let go of her mouth. "I'm here on behalf of the King who is willing to pay gold for you." He said.

My eyes followed her until she was out of the main door, and away from the space I occupied. Slowly, my gaze flickered to the group of Alphas in the corner. One of them was looking at me now. Alpha Kingsley—her father. His lips were tugged into a smug smile, that told me I could do nothing and he would always reign over this Kingdom like a secret puppet master. For the first time in five years, I smiled back. He had no idea what was coming for him and his group. Before this night ended, all of them would be dead. They would never get the chance to think of a Lycan as their puppet again. Because wolves could never be caged. They preferred death over becoming puppets in a circus.

I was giggling so loud I could be heard from a thousand miles. “I missed you so much, babe,” he cooed, wetting my neck with kisses. “God, you don’t know how much I missed kissing you.” “Me too,” I mumbled. “I couldn’t sleep, I was so worried. What happened to the Alpha King?” “He’s still out there. But his wolf left him in the middle of the fight so he’s worthless now. He can’t harm anyone even if he wanted to. He’s as good as dead.”

the Alpha King asked in an innocent voice which I instantly knew was a lie. "With all due respect, Your Majesty, you know what I mean. If I am to put a stop to the mutated rogues, then I need to know the truth." I leaned in closer to him from my seat. "This is the second time that those humans have tried to capture Alice now, and it can't be a coincidence. What aren't you telling me?" The Alpha King stared at me for a moment, and then seemed to break down in front of me. He covered his face in his hands and slouched over in his chair.

he said, with a smirk. While he was busy speaking, he failed to notice that I had successfully managed to get close to him, and being about five feet away from him, it was easy to kick his hand away from the rope, and in a flash, I clasped my hands tightly around his neck attempting to strangle him. “This will never be my reality. I was, and always will be the Alpha King of the Shadow Pack,” I said, smothering him as he choked and coughed loudly.

Of course, I was honored to be with King David. The following day, they woke me up with a pot of cold water thrown in my face. I was dragged to the edge of the Eastern Forest, where alpha training was most robust with a series of secret traps known only to Jame. "As long as you can escape, you are free. Otherwise..." King David squeezed my face hard and spoke to me in a commanding voice. I was smart enough to understand that King David couldn't simply let me go like that. I looked at the forest ahead, the desire for the wolf in me to rise. Jame ordered 10 Alphas to stand behind me. I had 30 minutes before being chased back.

He cleared his throat and shrug his shoulders, “Well...if I do have one, but that’s not the point. As your Royal Adviser, I advise you to take this woman. She materialized under you for crying out loud. Doesn’t that mean something?” “I hate women. I hate their guts. I abhor their bodies,” I stated pointblank. “If you won’t help me fix this problem, then I’ll fix it on my own. I’m the Alpha King of Phanteon. I’ll overwrite our father’s decree.” “Good luck with that then,” he snapped. I rolled my eyes heavenward in response to his statement, then I turned away from them and walked out of the balcony. “Take her to the dungeon. She’ll rot there for as long as possible.”