Creative Writing: Alpha King

The love making had taken energy out of the Alpha King. Laying there in the grass, he relaxed for the first time in days. Everything in the world was in its natural order. More or less at least. His arms circled around his wife. Pulling her lithe form to his chest. Kissing her forehead as they lay together. "I'd thought I would lose you to death." he whispered. Feeling at ease with her so close and in good health. "But we're together now. Nothing will stop our love. Nothing that we can't conquer and vanquish together."

Night had begun to fall in the woods, and the chill of the air had begun to raise goosebumps on their arms. "Let's get you back." he chuckled. Picking her up in his arms. Carrying his wife slowly back to the cave they'd been
Both still naked from their enthusiastic mating session. the First One nodded and smiled as he saw them approach. "Daughter, if you need food or drink please take it. You'll need your strength for what is to come." the ancient being insisted. Turning to Theo. "And you as well my son. Take food. Rest with your bride. This is just the beginning. Much trial still stands in the way of your restoration to the throne, and only your strength and will can ensure the continued survival of your pack."

"Let's eat alone, I didn't get my time with you." Theolious suggested to his wife. Grabbing a flagon of wine and a handful of food, helping her off to one of the side bedrooms. Closing the heavy wooden door behind them.

"Yes, what do you plan." Karolina asked Jilvar as soon as Theolious and Ermine were gone. "My sister is too trusting. When she should be ripping your throat
Setting his hands on the huge table. "Viscount Erwhla won't be settled until he's sure the crown will be his." the hunter explained. "He hired me to ensure it. And he was planning on quickly producing his own heirs to claim his pack as rightful rulers. If he believes you all to be alive and seeking revenge, I'd imagine he'll come right out to attack as swiftly as possible. Away from the castle. He risks forcing the populace to choose their king. And his promises of curing the plague that curses the peasants will fall on deaf ears should outright war affect them. He'll want a quick skirmish. One where he's prepared for