Chapter 138 Chapter 137
Author's Note:
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We've come to the end of Enslaved by The Ruthless Alpha King!!
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We'll be jumping straight into another story now.
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TITLE: THE HYBRID KING'S HUMAN MATE.
Prologue.
Take off your clothes…” he growled, the low timbre of his voice bouncing off the thick walls, sending a shiver down her spine.
“W-what?” Rayena stuttered, shocked.
“Don’t make me repeat myself…” he growled, the tension in the room worsening as seconds ticked by.
Rayena swallowed the lump in her throat, but her hands slowly reached for the ropes binding her corset, and she began loosening them...
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Princess Rayena has been promised to the Hybrid King, and when she turns twenty, he comes to collect. She is taken to the Shifter Realm, where werewolves and weretigers coexist, and made to live in his harem.
However, King Xenon doesn’t seem to be interested in her, or anyone for that matter. This should be a relief, but with the nature of shifters, it feels like a disaster waiting to happen.
Plus, no one seems happy to have her around, and there are too many secrets, conspiracies and dangers lurking behind these walls, with a particular one coming in the form of an enigmatic male who shows up in her life—and eventually her dreams.
Does Rayena have what it takes to survive in the Shifter Realm? Or will she let it consume her?
Centuries ago, in a world far, far away, werewolves and weretigers did not live in harmony. Both clans were constantly engaged in feuds, their disdain for each other was always visible and prominent. Each clan was on guard around the other, seeking to find weaknesses and use them against one another.
As time passed, the werewolves grew in number, size, and power, becoming a mighty kingdom that rivaled any neighboring realm, shifters and humans included. The weretigers, though smaller in population, were just as powerful, and this caused many riots to break out between them.
That was until a male weretiger rose to power. His name was Aeron. Stronger, bigger, and more ruthless than his counterparts, he ruled his clan with an iron fist and steelier words, uniting the unruly beneath his reign. Through him, a peace treaty was signed with the werewolves, and the fights ceased.
Peace reigned. Or so everyone thought.
A problem soon arose. Centuries passed, but Aeron could not bear an heir. He searched high and low for a woman who could conceive his child among his clan, but none could. And that was when he stumbled upon Annette, the werewolf princess.
Rumored to be a late bloomer, at age twenty-three she had yet to find her mate and, stranger still, had never completed a full shift. Regardless, her family loved and cherished her, and her father, the werewolf king, doted on her, for she was his favorite — the child borne to him by his late wife and queen in his old age. Aeron saw her, claimed her as his, and took her to his kingdom, where she was defiled.
King Rowan and his sons flew into a rage. Forgotton was the peace treaty, they ambushed the weretiger people, killed Aeron, and decimated his clan. Princess Annette was rescued and returned to her home. But things did not return to the way they had been.
Annette had concieved and was carrying Aeron’s child — his son and heir. Unfortunately, she died in childbirth, leaving the poor child an orphan. Aggrieved by the loss of his only daughter, King Rowan declared war. A deadly conflict broke out, thousands of weretigers were slaughtered, and the rest were taken into slavery. The once-powerful weretiger clan was reduced to nothing but ashes, a shadow of its former glory.
An even greater tragedy awaited the innocent child’s future. For inside him lived two powerful beasts, permanently at war, each fighting to gain control.
Today, we bring you the unfortunate story of King Lylall Xenon Valtherion — the Hybrid King.