Novel & Cerita You Can King Again

"The contract has been signed, forever irrevocable." "But I still do not yet agree," I argued. "Close your eyes, you can see the difference," Mewo said. "No. I don't want to contract with anybody," I said. "You have been chosen. You can break the king's contract unless you die," Mewo said firmly.

Taegen raised an eyebrow. "You should leave your cocoon and socialise with the creatures around you, talk more to your friends, go to the village and help everyone as you used to do before. If you stop thinking about the past and move on, I am sure you'll feel happier and maybe even find someone you'll love again." The king shook his head. "You're saying that I will find someone like Kythaela? No way." he scoffed. "I'm not saying you'll find someone like her, you don't have to. I'm just saying that one day, someone different will open your eyes."

The king was silent for a moment then said, "Well if that's what you want. I'll go. But remember one thing that one day I will come back to pick you up and take you to live in my palace. I'm going home now so I can come back to see you soon." The king's words made Katty very happy. 'Lourine Chatrine, I'm watching your defeat, slow but sure.' Katty Emerlinda said in her heart.

Ty linked everyone to get up and we walked inside to start on business and make changes that needed to be made going forward. Jerrod kissed me and Rex smiled saying, "So, you bat for the other team," I growled before everyone laughed and Rex said, "It doesn't change anything, you are our King," and took a knee. Ty looked at me and said, "I am not taking a knee," and Ryker looked at me and said, "Nice ass," and I growled, they were having fun about this. We ended up in the conference room and Aidan teleported to us as the meeting was going to begin, we needed to formally make me a King and sign the treaties. My men were on board and we had chosen our Elders, Head Warrior, and Delta, we wanted

Is the Alpha King a hybrid, too? The King opens his eyes, a small, weary smile on his lips. “I ensured that George’s soul will never find his way back to the earth,” he says quietly. “He’ll be trapped in the void for eternity, never to return. This is the power that only a King or Queen gets after their coronation ceremony.”

Sebastian… “Seems King’s had his talk with the president,” I remark, sitting back and picking up my mobile. “So, how’d it go?” “Hi to you too,” Sebastian replies curtly. “It didn’t go well. But, although your sister thinks we can try again… I am going to leave it to you. Something tells me he’ll have no choice but to listen.” I smirk, no he fucking won’t. “Leave it to me, King. When we meet in person, we will be a free race.”

he responded, flexing his fingers effortlessly. Turning to the crowd, I mused aloud, “Imagine, if I record the king’s name into my database now, at his age of 30. What if, in a decade, when he is 40, I use his ‘name’ while he is still 30 to reconstruct his body? What will happen?” The king, who had been watching intently, suddenly stood up, realization dawning in his eyes, “That means, we can be immortal!”

"What do we do now?" Gabriel stood slowly, his presence filling the room like a storm on the horizon. "We prepare," he said, voice hard. "If Timothy wants to play King, he’ll find out soon enough what it means to challenge Silver Claw." Kimberly reached out, resting a hand on his arm. "And we’ll make sure this time, he doesn’t get another chance to strike." Everyone nodded, the unspoken unity in the room thick as blood. The new King had been crowned.

"Then by the power vested in me, by the will of our people, and the strength of our ancestors, I name you Malakai Savage, Alpha King of Blackclaw and all the lands that fall under its domain. May your reign be just, and may you lead us into a future of peace and prosperity." The crown was placed upon Malakai’s head, a symbol of the immense power and duty he now carried. As he rose to his feet, the crowd’s jubilant cheers soared through the air, a symphony of voices celebrating the rise of their new King. Yet, amidst the thunderous exultation, Malakai’s gaze sought Amani—his greatest triumph, the one who made it all worth fighting for.

when and how does the king regain his usual self? "Let's talk about it when you're Viishaun again." The king started sniffing, and he had teary eyes. The maid who was watching the king on the verge of crying could not help but notice it. "Are they fighting again?" "I don't know since we are a few blocks away from them. I have no idea what they are talking about, but it looks like our cold king is about to cry." The queen rang the golden bell to tell the maid to come to their table and clean it.