Why Wasn't Scar King Novels & Stories

“He won’t come for me. Just because I’m his little plaything doesn’t mean he’ll risk everything.” The scarred man stepped closer, crouching down so we were eye level. “Then let’s start with the first reason. The Kings are working on new drugs. Do you know where their factory is?” I stared at him, jaw clenched. My arms burned behind my back, and my leg was screaming. I needed time. Any distraction. “I’m thirsty,” I said flatly. “You bitch—” The scarred man moved like he was going to hit me again, but the other one grabbed his arm, stopping him.

My Father who was the Alpha king and the first Alpha king in history had married my mother who wasn’t his mate, he married her cause she was from an alpha bloodline of another pack, he rejected his mate who was the daughter of a beta, and married my mother. Their relationship was a loveless one. I never saw my dad happy and my mom cheated on my dad which made the pack members send her out of the pack but according to stories I heard my mom went to stay with her mate. My Father died at a very young age which was very rare for Alphas. As he rejected his mate and stayed without a mate for a long time his wolf disappeared and he was left in his human form for years before other werewolves agreed

He looked fascinated by it, buried his face in it to inhale the scent, completely infatuated. "Answer me." I giggled and pulled away my hair. "I built an army," he murmured. "When I left, I went straight into the underworld where I fought for my pack. My mother was a werewolf, Scar." My eyes widened. "I took on underground fights, killed everyone who stood in my way with the help of a fellow Alpha. We pulled together every wolf who had been wronged by the old Alphas." He traced the outline of my lip with his thumb. "I spent four years surviving on blood and instinct... just waiting for the day I was strong enough to claim what was mine."

Scar answers. “Do we know why and where her mother disappeared?” I ask. “Yes, I do.” Scar states. “That’s great. Why?” I say. “Because the union to her father was arranged by my father and I had no intention of marrying him. I had already found my mate but my father forbid me to be with him. Her father caught me trying to leave my home to be with my mate and used his vampire powers on me. I became pregnant but I sure as fuck didn’t want his child so once I had her I left.” A woman answers.

King Ricardo and Queen Josephine slowly stood up. “Noah, may I request to see the wound on your back?” King Ricardo asked. Noah looked speechless, and he was unsure if the King was serious or not, but neither of us spoke a word and just stared at him. He walked closely and turned his back on us. He slowly unbuttoned his polo and let it fall to his hips. I heard a series of gasps as Noah’s scar was visible to our eyes. His scar was not big, but it was shaped like a slash from a knife. He quickly buttoned his polo back.

he said with a shout, and all his men cheered. Caitlin felt overwhelmed at his hospitality. She hardly knew how to respond. “It is a great pleasure,” she said. “And we thank you for your graciousness,” Caleb said. “Are you a king?” Scarlet stepped forward and asked. “Is there a real princess here?” The king looked down and broke into uproarious laughter, louder and deeper than before. “Well now, I am a king, yes indeed—but there is no princess here I’m afraid. Just us men. But perhaps you shall rectify that, my beauty!” he said with a laugh, and took two steps forward, picked up Scarlet, and spun her around. “And what might your name be?”

Was what I lost the only cost for my freedom from my mate bond? As I woke, a flood of mixed emotions rushed through me. The physical pain had dulled; now, it was time for my broken heart to let it out finally. Not only am I a Scarred One, but I lost the ability to shift. I did not lose my wolf, Inari. She was there, just weak. We were both aware of what the full consequences of the rejection ritual would mean and do to us physically. We did not care. We needed to be free. I pulled myself up off the damp cave floor. I couldn't stand yet, and I was barely sitting up.

Yeah, Scars was a tough son-of-a-bitch, a dangerous man, a former one-percenter who’d done some pretty bad shit – and as an individual very much like that himself, King had eternal respect for him, and saw Scars’ decent heart under the club cut, under the ferocious scowl. Scars nodded back, gave his attention to Tessa as she spoke to him. Tessa was so bubbly and charming, and very few guys were immune to her sweetness. Sure enough, Scars suddenly smiled, and as always, the sight of something so open and warm in that badly-scarred face pierced King somehow, hit him in places and ways that surprised him. “King?” Jax had appeared out of nowhere, and now stood next to him. King jumped, surprised

Sarah wondered. Why is he coming closer to me? Why is he leaning towards me? Sarah had one thought after another as she stared at the king. "You can see me." After staring at her for what felt like decades, he finally spoke. "Why did you come here? Who sent you to me? Why are you a Scarlet? Have you been hiding from the world all this time? If yes, then why have you appeared now? I need answers. But you probably can't speak. It's also possible that you're experiencing confusion yourself.

Scar said as she hung up, the phone and Maverick had to process her words. He had never thought about that in the way she had said. His father had tried numerous times to get him to go to the dens with him after Scar was there in his life. Maverick had never gone. He wasn’t even tempted to go. He had Scar. Why would he need to go to one of those places?