Alonso Naylor, The Alpha King had waited for five years to kiss his mate. He waited for five years for his mate to recognise him as her mate. Venus Gratley, the Beta's daughter, was not just his next Beta, but a best friend already. Things became even better when she turned eighteen and recognised him as her mate. She never knew life could be this perfect. Until the moment Alonso's father brought a girl into Alonso's life. With the proposal of a political marriage, from the pack with the largest Naval fleet. Refusing them could cost them the fall of their Royal Empire. Alonso had to choose one. Being a King or being a mate. Will the part of him that's groomed to be a King wins, or the part of him that yearned for his mate for five years wins? Sizzling Romance. Secret affairs. Attacks and Counter attacks. Drama. Heartbreak and everything stuffed into one book. Read to find out what else is hiding in there.
View MoreThird Person's POV..Three years later. ..."Oh come on now! It's time" Alonso screamed at the top of his lungs but no one seemed to care what he wanted to say. And he was only growing more frustrated with each passing second. Venus agreed to mark him back after three years of solving all their problems. And today is the day they killed John Adams three years ago. "It's Dorian's birthday tomorrow. I am just wrapping up a present for him," Venus screamed back from their bedroom. "Is that really necessary, love?" Alonso asks her even though he knows that she misses her best friend."Of course it is," Venus said, finally opening the door so Alonso could get in. Cole and Dorian are now the Alphas to the Ocean Howlers Pack. Cole is the Alpha by his right after his father passed away. He still doesn't know how his father died. He only knows that he died. And the fact that he never tried to know told everyone pretty much the backstory of it. There was a huge ruckus about the Alpha
Alonso's POVI sit before John Adams who doesn't have any idea that I cracked the code. Or he knows but is not ready to act so. I instantly understand I am standing in front of the man who is probably the most dangerous person I have ever encountered. He was right in front of me all the while and I never knew. He was right in front of my family and they never knew. Because he made sure he touched the topics we were supposed to think about. About the wedding. About the political alliance. About the life debt. He successfully dodged the subjects of everything else. In a way that no one had a doubt. When Venus and I were talking about the camp and attacks and everything, he offered his help. So no one could doubt him. How would someone even doubt him when he just offered his freaking help? So did Edna know all the while.? "How is my daughter?" John Adams asks me and I raise my eyebrow at him. "Are we talking about Edna or Marissa?" I asked him and just like that, he stopped reading
Venus's POVThe rest of the journey to the Ocean Howlers Pack went by a blur. Because no one said anything. No one spoke anything. The story Michael said spoke volumes and I guess now everything is falling into place. That was why Michael was forced to give his word. The life debt. The one John Adams used to get his daughter on the throne. I never knew John Adams had a son before Edna and Cole. So for the last two years, we had been celebrating the life of John Adams's son. Not Alonso's brother. And Alonso's memories were wiped of because he stared into the red fire. His memories slipped out of his body through the blood tears that day. Now that is a lot to take in. And before we knew it, we were in The Ocean Howlers Pack. We all stepped down and people were partially shocked to see Theo without the chains and everything else. Because technically he was taken as a prisoner. They half expected that he would get executed as soon as he reaches the capital pack. And people bowed to A
Theo's POVMy eyes go wide when I realize that the hen was Edna. I didn't know when it happened. The last time I saw Edna was when she was in the clearing along with everyone else. And then Roger or whoever the fucker he was, struck Marissa with a silver knife. I rushed to the hospital along with Alonso and then I was shifted to the prison again according to the rules and regulations.I didn't know Monica turned Edna into a hen. Why did Edna even get down from the carriage in the middle of a fucking war! As soon as the carriage stopped back at the same spot again, I got down from the carriage and looked for the hen with white feathers. I feel Marissa behind me probably searching for the hen too. It didn't take us all ten minutes but Monica found the hen. The hen is sleeping under a tree with her beak so red she might have eaten berries or something. Typical Edna things for sure. I smile as I take the hen in my hands. I honestly can't believe this is Edna that I am holding. We all s
Alonso's POV "John Adams?" My mom asks me with shock clearly written on her face. Now this is something even she did not see coming. Everyone in the room is shocked. Except for Monica and me. Because this is something we both knew from the beginning. "Are you going to hide things or are you going to tell your kid about that man now?" Monica asks my father and I look at him. What is there about John Adams that I should know about?"Get the carriage ready. We'll go there and we are going to talk about it on the way," My father says and his expression is something else as he looks at me. "Is there a carriage that fits like ten people? Because we are all going to go as we get to know about the past. And it is going to be one nasty ride," Monica says. ....We didn't have a carriage that fit ten people. But in the short time that we have, all we did was join two carriages as one and break one side down so it's open. And then joined the two sides and made it into one big carriage th
Alonso's POV I sit with Venus and watch her fall asleep once again. Give it to her to fall asleep at any time, and any situation. Marissa is with Monica and even I didn't see it coming that she could be a witch. Even Monica seemed to agree with me when I told her that I see John Adams in her. I tried bringing up that topic with Venus but she just didn't see it that way. For a while I thought maybe I was reading too much between the lines. Venus stirrs in her sleep but I keep her head on my shoulder so she can still sleep conveniently. Her drool is on my shirt now and I smile a little. Apparently Monica restored the spell again and she said she made a few changes. I don't know what kind of changes, but I only hope she is sure about them. When the doctor finally walks out of Dorian's room, that's when Venus wakes up and is on alert mode. The doctor bows to me first and then her. But there was a smile on his face when he was bowing to Venus."Gamma Dorian is awake. And he is perfectly
Monica's POV I sit at the table again, with the hen in my hands. Venus didn't want to let go of the hen only because she doesn't know who this actually is. A bowl with rice grains flies out of the kitchen and lands in front of the hen. The hen starts eating the rice and I look at the kitchen, waiting for it to give me something. "Oh so now you are disrespecting me again?" I ask her and there is no noise. And when I am about to scream once again, a glass with cold water lands in front of me. I raise my eyebrow at it and look at the kitchen again. "Where the fuck is my morning tea you stupid!" I scream and a cup of tea flies out of the kitchen again. I roll my eyes and take a sip of my tea. The hen is about to finish the entire bowl. And I realize the entire pack might not have eaten dinner. Because the ruckus has happened during the dinner and everything stopped after that. I take a few deep breaths as I get rid of the papers strapped to my thigh. And I pull out the potions I stu
Monica's POVI flip through another page of my spellbook when someone knocks at the door. The time is odd and I would usually sleep right now, but somehow I chose to stay awake to go through the spell books. I need to find a way to get to Renee. That bitch is my daughter but she is just as powerful as I am. I can't even get a grip of her. If she does the blood rite, it brings greater evil into this world and I am so not ready to face all of it once over again. I looked through the orb when I heard the knocking in this unusual time. And I see someone from the capital pack. Not the Alpha or The Beta or Michael themselves. I ask them to come in and they walk in but in their wolf form. I am at least happy that they remember, I am not fond of humans or the human side of the supernaturals. "What is it?" I ask him in a deadly sick tone. The wolf just moves his head a little. And I see a note hanging in his neck. I carefully grab it, being careful not to touch the wolf. "We need you, Mo
Venus's POVAlonso holds Marissa as she falls down while I rush forward to grab Roger. He fucking turned into a mist. It's like I am trying to hold the air before me. I scream in frustration and turn around to find Alonso already throwing Marissa on his shoulder. He is rushing towards the hospital with a team of doctors running behind him. Everyone is here and probably a few nursing staff stayed behind at the hospital to nurse the already existing patients. I stayed back at the clearing. Now it's dark but the werewolf sight is helping me look at everything in a clear way. Linda and Michael are standing in the middle, scanning the surroundings again. "If Roger took Dorian's form. Then where is Dorian?" Dawn asks me and I look around once more. Where is Dorian? And how long did Roger stay around as Dorian? "When was the last time you talked to Dorian? Did he sound or seem suspicious??" I ask Cole and he thinks for a moment before shaking his head. "I was talking to him an hour ag
Alonso's POV The smell of coffee woke me up. As it does every single morning. The guards and maids are so afraid to disturb my sleep, that they never utter a single sound. I wonder how a maid somehow sneaks in to put my morning coffee on the table without making a noise. I sit up on my bed and stretch my muscles once before grabbing the coffee mug, walking towards the window. It is all Blue Moon Pack, for as far as I can see. Some people prefer calling it the capital pack. I was nineteen when my father passed the crown to me. And it had been four years since that happened. I take a sip of my coffee, taking in the beauty of the Royal garden. My mother's special roses are in bloom at the moment. These roses were gifted by a witch when I was probably four years old. I have a faint memory of chaos, and it was my father who saved the werewolf race from it. That's when my pack's witch Monica, offered these roses to my mother. As a token of appreciation. A knock on the door makes me sta
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