What Was King Roland's First Wish Novels & Stories

"He's at a crucial time in his life right now, and I worried for him." "What would've happened if he hadn't found a Mate?" Lily asked her as she sipped the champagne, taken aback by its sharp taste. "Well," Penelope looked away uneasily, "He was supposed to find someone by the Winter Solstice, his thirtieth birthday. If he didn't, the royal council would intervene and cast him from his throne as the Werewolf King." Penelope told her. Lily frowned at her words. She watched Jayce from afar and up close. He was working so hard for his people. Wasn't that enough?

Then they shook hands and the crowd bared their necks while the exchange of power was ongoing, with the kinsmen reading out the vows for Ryder to repeat. Once that was done, he had to go on his knees to receive the crown from his father. I knelt with him as his father proceeded to crown me with his mother’s crown once he was done with Ryder. I repeated my vows too and swore my loyalty to my people and to Ryder, to rule alongside him and put the welfare of my subjects first. Then it was time for the mating proper. My wolf was giddy with excitement, she had waited for this a long time. To be joined with her mate forever as one. It was midnight already and the moon was at his fullest.

I smiled and bowed at her before leaving the library. Born to a Royal family was not a cake walk. We're taught to abide by our elder's wishes. And here it was about the promise my late grandfather made to Queen Camellia. Or'bloem is a comparatively small monarchy than Falcovia. And the only way to get back the throne of Orbloem is to marry Rosaleigh. I am a Royalty and fulfilling my grandfather's promise is my duty. I'll fulfill a NOBLE PROMISE. ***

A growl rippled through the guards as they all shifted their weight, eager and waiting for my order to attack. I lifted my hand slightly to keep them at bay for now. “Then start talking,” I said. “Right now.” The warlock exhaled slowly, shoulders sagging, but it didn’t look like fear. It looked like exhaustion. “My name is Roland. I used to serve as one of the King's mages,” he said, but quickly accepted that wasn't what we cared about. "This land was already dying when I arrived. A plague had taken root weeks before I ever set foot here.”

I didn't feel moved in the slightest to see this note. In that instant, I recalled my memory of this incident. Years ago, we were camping in the wild when we encountered a low-rank werewolf that had gone berserk. Jordan had protected a pup who was so scared that she could only cry. He had ended up getting his face scratched in the process. That pup was me. However, because I was too shaken at the time, my family took me away before I could even thank him. Later on, Winnie took the handkerchief I had dropped and claimed she was the victim of the attack. Thus, compelled by his Alpha instincts, she became the "little crybaby" Jordan felt he needed to protect for life.

“I'm not sure about that. But he asked if Prince was more important than him. Shouldn't he know the answer?" Roland suddenly smirked. Seeing my frown, he whispered, "I know what you have to do so that Alpha Cedric forgives you and so that you can walk out of the palace as free as before." My eyebrows rose. "Is it true? What's that?" ***

"I'm not sure. I know my mate is waiting for me somewhere and I must find him." Roland came out to my father when we first returned to the Everglades. My father wrapped him in his giant arms and told him he loved him. For a man who made so many mistakes with his children when we were babies, my father has more than made up for it. He also told my brother the story of Franklin, the liege vampire to the Northeast clan who died at the beginning of the war with the cats. Franklin's mate was another male. His clan was happy and they accepted the will of the Goddess. Ivan told Roland that the clans would accept him too.

"I'm not sure. I know my mate is waiting for me somewhere and I must find him." Roland came out to my father when we first returned to the Everglades. My father wrapped him in his giant arms and told him he loved him. For a man who made so many mistakes with his children when we were babies, my father has more than made up for it. He also told my brother the story of Franklin, the liege vampire to the Northeast clan who died at the beginning of the war with the cats. Franklin's mate was another male. His clan was happy and they accepted the will of the Goddess. Ivan told Roland that the clans would accept him too.

The intensity grew with each passing moment, fueling my rage even further. "Jealous? Roland, I have no reason to be jealous. I refuse to compare myself to someone so beneath us. As royalty, we deserve only the best. I simply don't want her presence to tarnishing our lives—my life or anyone else's, for that matter. Can't you understand? Can't you grasp the importance of maintaining our status? It seems as though Roland has fallen under some sort of enchantment, clouding his judgment and causing him to act selfishly.

“Excellency, if so, then it is indeed the same beauty that was given to our kingdom to be fortunate.” “Yes, My lord. The goddess had said that the first child of the king would definitely show a great form of the boon given to our kingdom. The beauty that was given to our kingdom due to the union of the king and queen may have been developed by you and the would-be queen.” Roland clearly talked about Ahaz’s parents here. “Means this beauty…” Ahaz was about to complete when Roland said, “Your and would-be queen’s union, My lord.” Everybody around them was surprised. A werewolf was their king’s true companion.