The coronation

In the aftermath of the uprising, Luna Peak was need of repair and order. I helped along with my whelps to re-establish what was needed for the wolvir and our metropolis. Thankfully, my home was not attacked during the uprising, and all of my women were safe, along with my young son. The shaman and his assistants he made sure that the pups of Luna Peak were safe.

When first exiting the keep, with the dead king’s head in my grasp, many of the wolvir stopped fighting amongst themselves, realising that what the reasons for the revolution had been accomplished. And it was made successful thanks to myself, my whelps, and my father. For without my father’s planning, and operations without the king’s consent, the kingdom may have been doomed some time ago.

There were some loyalists, but instead of putting their lives on the line for a dead king, they saw fit to cease with resisting against the revolution and adapted to the new king that was to be crowned.

After assisting with the structure and rebuilding of Luna Peak, It was now recognised throughout the kingdom that I was to be the new king, and to be known as king Fen of the wolvir. My coronation was to be completed by the end of the week, and with that in mind, Elle was to be recognised as queen of the wolvir. Her title wasn’t going to be as renowned as mine, but she had more power than most, even if she was human.

Due to being in this new position of power, I had gained the keep as my new home. It was a large enough estate that could easily house myself and a plethora of my bitches and thralls. The king’s chamber was luscious and had a grandeur aura. I had the bed reproached so that I didn’t sleep in the same bed as my father’s murderer, I now had a large king size bed, fit for a wolvir of my standing. The sheets were made of soft velvets, warm furs and silk coverings, wolves were carved into the wooden bed frame, symbolising strength and where the wolvir came from. In the centre of the bedchambers was a fireplace with a roaring flame pit, the smoke billowed up a chimney so the room didn’t become blanketed with it, and it kept the room warm and comfortable, especially for my women. At the far end of the room, a large window overlooked the Luna Peak, and a small balcony outside of it in case one ever wanted to appreciate the marvel of the wolvir metropolis. Other furniture filled and adorned my new chambers, chairs and a table, a desk, wardrobes and dressers. A private bathing area at the back of the room, with a grand bath and wash basin.

I noticed opposite the bed, near the wardrobe was a silver framed mirror, big enough to catch my full reflection. I liked the idea of its positioning, as I would be able to see myself on the bed when I fuck my bitches.

On the night of the coronation, it was to take place during a full moon. All the wolvir had gathered near the great fire, and mine and Elle’s crowning was to be done in front of the great fire, for all to see. First, Elle would receive her crown, then I would, saving my rise to power for last and to make it more memorable.

Elle and I had readied ourselves, I had a cloak made from the furs and hides of my vanquished wolvir foes on the night of the uprising, including the Blaid’s. This was to send a message to anybody thinking of crossing me, that they would meet the same fate as my slain enemies.

Elle wore a regal looking green dress, made from expensive silk. It hugged her voluptuous figure perfectly, emphasising her curvy assets. The dress dipped low at the chest, showing a generous amount of her bountiful cleavage. I became aroused at the sight of her. Her red hair had been styled elegantly, with exquisite braids, locks of her hair had been curled in to wavy lengths, and some of her tresses had framed her beautiful face. Her makeup had been done spectacularly, with light blush applied, dark mascara and eye shadow to make her eyes stand out, her lips had on crimson lipstick that made them look plump and kissable.

Or to look good wrapped around my cock!

We walked hand in hand out of the keep, and towards the great fire. It looked like all of the wolvir had assembled in Luna Peak to watch the coronation. The shaman waited near the great fire, the large and roaring flames casted dancing shadows, creating a visionary spectacle. Elle carried herself with a confident stride, her chin high and a seductive sway of her hips. She had come a long way as starting from a low rank adventurer, and so had I.

As the full moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the gathered wolvir, the shaman began to chant, his voice echoing through the silent crowd. The great fire roared, its flames licking hungrily at the night air as Elle and I approached. Her hand in mine, she squeezed it gently, a subtle sign of her excitement. The fires light accentuated her beauty, making me crave her even more.

The weight of the cloak, heavy with the furs of my enemies, reminded me of the power I now wielded. The shaman’s assistant stood close to the shaman and held a wooden chest in their hands.

“We are gathered here tonight to coronate and celebrate the rise of our new king, and his queen consort.” The shaman spoke loud enough for his voice to carry around himself. The chest was opened to reveal two majestic looking crowns, made of black and silver metals and encrusted with black jewels. The silver in the crowns had been crafted into a wolf’s head at the forefront of the crown.

The shaman picked up the smaller of the crowns and gestured for Elle to kneel before him, and as he placed the crown on her head, a murmur of approval rippled through the crowd.

“I anoint you as, queen Ellanor of the wolvir kingdom. Mate to Fenrin , and our first human queen.” The crowd cheered as Elle rose to meet the gaze of the wolvir. The shaman took the remaining crown and I stepped forward.

“I anoint you, as king Fenrin, first of his name, father of Farex. May the rule and reign be greater than our previous. May your enemies cower, and your victories be known far and wide. All hail king Fen!” The shaman announced.

The wolvir erupted in howls and cheers, recognising and celebrating their new king.

My first step for wolvir domination!