Novel & Cerita Way Of Kings Prologue

“Are you awake?” As a faint smile formed on my lips, I straightened upright and nodded. “Yes” “Excuse me, may I know where I am?” I murmured softly. I could barely speak loudly because I was weak beyond measure and at that instant, a woman approached me with a smile on her face. “Congratulations” I furrowed my brows in puzzlement. “Congratulations?” “Yes, congratulations on being picked as the Rogue King’s Breeder” Initially, I had to glance behind me just to confirm that the individual she referred to was standing there because it couldn’t possibly be me!

I would have laughed had I not been exceptionally pissed off. "Wow. For the daughter of the King and Queen you really are an absolute idiot," Jonah replied. This time I moved my claws a little lower and made two gashes across his chest. He wasn't as brave and I heard a slight hiss escape as he tried to move his hands to the bleed in an attempt to stem the blood flow. "I am not playing games anymore. I want the fucking truth and I want it now," I shouted and even I was surprised with the volume of my voice. I could feel the anger in each word and I was visibly shaking as the force of holding my wolf back became dangerous.

I expected the water to be scalding hot from the amount of steam rising off it its surface, but it was just perfectly warm. Once we were inside, Hunt slid his arms around my waist and kissed me hard, his tongue seeking mine with determination. When we broke away, Hunt moved his hand towards my jaw and forced me to look up at him. "It was prophesied that I would meet you, by an elder," he told me, his green eyes glowed underneath the moon's bright glare. "I didn't want to believe it, but I can't be away from you either." "Why didn't you want to believe it?" I asked.

Damon has grown up with her, though he cares for her because she was his pack member but that didn't mean she would cross her limits. He didn't know when she changed so much. It was all fine until she started looking at him in a weird way. Everything changed when their pack was taken from them. He became stronger, gathered all his men and kept the pack together. Being a rogue wasn't easy and as he was late Alpha's only son. It was his duty to protect his people. As a rogue he has to battle against many other rogues and small packs. He became ruthless, cold, merciless. He became the lone King of the rogues.

“Come, we’ll have a toast and then take action. May everything go smoothly. Cheers!” Soon, the operation to hunt down the leader of the Poison Alliance began. Meanwhile, in the Yenico camp, a mysterious guest arrived in the tent where Clarissa was located. It was none other than the Progenitor Emperor, Arthur Ohger! Clarissa looked at him and said, “Your Majesty, I followed your plan and led the army to attack Florence’s camp, but the Wolf King returned and brought back a powerful aid, which led to our failure. “The fault in this matter does not lie in me. I’ve done my best according to our agreement. Now, it’s your turn to tell me the antidote.”

Pain shot through my body, “Help! Someone help me up! Get a healer too! Oh no...my baby...” My voice echoed through the hall, but no one came. That's when a voice thundered from the entrance, shouting at me. “Move aside! Make way for King Valtor North. King of all Rogues and ruler of Nytheris" The name made my stomach drop. My heart pounded as several figures approached until they stopped before me. I lifted my gaze and froze. The Rogue King stood before me. Beside him stood a woman draped in regal finery, every inch a queen. “Winter?”

Rogue king said as he made a sad face and tried to blackmail the witch emotionally. " I'm getting old. I need to have an heir but I can't have one until I'm on that throne. I don't want our heir to be born in this wasteland. I want what's best for our future child. Don't you want that" Rogue king said as he held her chin making sad eyes? " I want that too" The witches replied totally deceived and blinded by Rogue king's lie. "Then prepare the weapon" Rogue king ordered as he stood beside the window looking outside.

“You’ve saved the Rogue Queen twice. Gave up going back to your family on his word that they would not be harmed if you stayed. I can’t do what you’ve done but I can do this.” My eyes glassed over with tears, lacing my hand through her hair I pulled her face tightly into my chest. “I guess it’s my fault you’re so brave.” Exhaling deeply I looked up only to lock eyes with the King. Standing on a balcony, leaning against the wall smoking a cigar as he watched. Without breaking eye contact I jammed the needle deep in her neck and pressed the plunger down. Feeling her knees give way I quickly dislodged the needle and scooped her into my arms. I buried my face in her neck to hide the hot tears ru

I slammed the link shut, ignoring Callum mentally flinging himself against the barrier I’d put up. I ran for forty five minutes solid until I came across my first problem. “Jeremiah, rogues ahead, surrounded by sage,” I mindlinked. “How many, my King?” “Five.” “Whenever you're ready, my King, we are too.” On the count of three, we jumped straight in, taking them out in no time. I shifted back, moving through the camp looking for anything that might prove useful. There was nothing at all except for a load of wolfsbane syringes. This group must have set up before they knew the Rogue King had Ava.

"Sophia must complete the ceremony today. What the hell is wrong with you?" Right at that moment, the iron gates on the edge of the square were kicked open. The border Warriors flew out like kites with broken strings, crashing onto the long tables. The man dressed entirely in black walked in slowly and methodically. Behind him trailed a squad of werewolves reeking of a foul stench. He wasn't an ordinary Rogue. He was the Rogue King—the king of stray wolves whom even the Council couldn't handle, commanding the largest Rogue camp in North America. The territory in his hands wasn't on the Council's map, but it was larger than any official Pack.