Synopsis: Marked by the Rogue King Princess Celeste has lived her whole life as the Alpha King's daughter, believing she will one day rule beside a strong Alpha mate. But everything changes when she is kidnapped by the Rogue King, the most feared leader of the outlawed werewolves. Celeste expects pain and suffering, but instead, the Rogue King marks her as his mate. She refuses to accept it. To her, he is nothing but a monster, an enemy of her pack. But as she tries to escape, she learns shocking truths. The Rogue King was once her father's most trusted warrior, but he was betrayed and cast out. Even worse, Celeste was never supposed to be born. The Moon Goddess forbade her existence, yet her father went against fate to have her, causing a terrible curse. Now, the werewolf world is falling apart, and Celeste is at the center of it. She is caught between two mates-the Rogue King, who fate has given her, and Prince Adrian, the mate she was supposed to have. War is coming between the rogues and the kingdom, and Celeste must choose where she belongs. But as she unlocks hidden powers, she realizes there is an even bigger danger. A forgotten god has been waiting for her to awaken so he can use her to take over the world. Celeste doesn't know who to trust. The true enemy has been in the shadows all along, controlling everything. She has two choices: Accept her fate and risk losing herself forever. Fight against destiny and watch the world fall apart. Time is running out. Will she save her people, or will she become the reason they fall?
Chapter 1 The kidnapping
Chapter 1: The Kidnapping
Princess Celeste stood by the large window of her royal chambers, looking out over the kingdom. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the green fields and tall stone towers of her father's castle. Everything looked peaceful, yet Celeste felt a storm brewing inside her. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to change. Her heart raced with an unease she couldn't explain.
It had been a peaceful week, nothing unusual, but it was the calm before a storm. She was a princess, the only child of the powerful Alpha King. Her life had always been one of privilege, surrounded by guards, luxury, and respect. But Celeste had never asked for any of it. All she wanted was to be free, to run through the forests and feel the wind against her face without the weight of her royal duties hanging over her.
But that was not meant to be. She had been trained to rule one day, to carry on her father's legacy. The pressure had always been there, even though she was still so young. The people of the kingdom looked to her father for guidance and strength, and soon it would be her turn to carry that burden. She didn't know if she was ready, but she had no choice.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock at the door.
"Your Highness," the voice of her maid, Aleria, called from the other side.
"Come in," Celeste replied, turning from the window.
The door creaked open, and Aleria stepped inside, her eyes wide with a hint of excitement. "The royal council requests your presence, Princess. They are waiting for you in the hall."
Celeste sighed and nodded. "Thank you, Aleria. I'll be there shortly."
Aleria's eyes flickered with concern, but she said nothing as she curtsied and left the room.
Celeste took a deep breath and looked at her reflection in the mirror. The crown was resting on a small table next to the window. It had always been a symbol of what was expected of her, but she had never felt ready to wear it. Her long, silver hair cascaded down her back, her blue eyes filled with curiosity and uncertainty about what the future held. The crown, though heavy, was not her greatest concern today. Today, something felt off.
As she walked down the hallway toward the royal council, Celeste couldn't shake the feeling that her life was about to change forever. She had heard the whispers of a rogue werewolf king, one who had been exiled from their land many years ago. No one had seen him in years, but the rumors were still strong. They said he was dangerous, vengeful, and ruthless. Her father had always warned her not to trust any rumors about him, but deep down, Celeste had a strange feeling that they weren't just stories.
The grand hall of the castle was filled with the powerful men and women who advised her father. They stood in a circle, speaking in hushed tones as she entered. Her father, King Alistair, stood in the center of the room. His strong, commanding presence filled the space, and all eyes turned to her as she walked in. Celeste held her head high, trying to maintain her composure.
"My daughter," her father said, his voice deep and full of authority. "We need your help with something important."
Celeste stepped forward. "What is it, Father?"
King Alistair looked serious, his brow furrowed. "A dangerous rogue pack has been spotted near our borders. We believe their leader is none other than the Rogue King himself."
Celeste's heart skipped a beat at the mention of his name. The Rogue King. She had heard of him in the stories, of course. The once-loyal warrior who had been betrayed by her father's ancestors and exiled. The very same man who had sworn revenge on the kingdom for the wrongs done to him.
Her father continued, his tone even more serious. "We cannot allow him to approach our kingdom. We must prepare for what may come."
Celeste nodded. "What do you need me to do?"
Her father's gaze softened for a moment. "Nothing for now, my daughter. But stay alert. Your future will soon be determined by the choices we make in the coming days."
As she left the council hall, Celeste's mind raced. The Rogue King? Why was he coming now? What did he want with her kingdom, and what was her father hiding about him?
That night, as she prepared for bed, Celeste couldn't stop thinking about the Rogue King. She had heard whispers from the servants, talking about how he had once been a great warrior, the right hand of the Alpha King. But something had gone terribly wrong. There were different versions of the story, but no one really knew the truth. Some said he had been in love with a woman who had betrayed him, others said it was a political plot that had driven him to madness. Either way, he had become a shadow of his former self-a rogue with nothing to lose.
Celeste could not help but wonder if the rumors were true. Was the Rogue King really as dangerous as they said? If he was coming for her kingdom, what would he do when he found her?
Just as she settled into bed, the soft sound of footsteps reached her ears. She sat up, her heart racing. The room was dimly lit, but she could feel the presence of someone else in the room. Before she could react, a figure emerged from the shadows-a tall, imposing figure, with eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness.
"Princess," the voice was low and commanding, sending a shiver down her spine. It was a voice she recognized, but it wasn't from anyone in the castle.
She froze. "Who are you?"
"I am the one you fear," the figure said, stepping into the moonlight.
It was him. The Rogue King.
Celeste's heart pounded in her chest as she tried to stand, but her legs felt like they were made of stone. Her breath came in quick, shallow gasps as she backed away, but he was already too close.
"I have come for you, Princess," the Rogue King said. "You are mine."
Before she could scream, he moved swiftly, grabbing her wrist with one hand and pulling her toward him. His touch was firm, but not cruel. There was power in it, and something deeper-something that made her pulse quicken, though she resisted the strange feeling.
"Let go of me!" Celeste shouted, struggling in his grip.
He chuckled softly, the sound dark and unsettling. "You cannot escape your fate, Princess. You were chosen long ago. You and I, we are connected."
Celeste's heart pounded harder in her chest. "What do you want with me?" she demanded, her voice trembling despite her efforts to stay strong.
"You will see soon enough," he replied, his voice filled with a strange certainty. "I have marked you. You are mine, whether you accept it or not."
And with that, the Rogue King swept her into his arms, and the world around her seemed to blur. The last thing Celeste heard before the darkness took over was the sound of his deep, steady breathing, and the echo of his words: "You are mine."
Chapter 1 The kidnapping
02/02/2025
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