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2025-06-07 20:00:48Theo's thumb brushed across my knuckles, a small gesture of support. "Ready to face the wolves?" he murmured, his eyes twinkling with humour at his own joke.
I rolled my eyes but couldn't suppress my smile. "Born ready," I replied, taking a deep breath and stepping forward to rejoin the gathering, my hand firmly in his.
I stepped back into the dining room beside Theo, the weight of a hundred gazes falling on us like autumn leaves – gentle but impossible to ignore. His hand rested at the small of my back, a warm anchor in the sea of formality that stretched before us. The low murmur of conversation dimmed as heads bowed in our direction, a gesture that still felt foreign against my skin after only a week of this new life. A queen. Me. The thought clung to my mind like morning dew, beautiful but destined to evaporate under the heat of reality.
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Claimed By The Lycan King Epilogue #2 - Emma
He turned to face us directly. "Your Majesties, you have already chosen each other in the most ancient way known to our kinds. You have marked each other as equals, bound by something deeper than law or custom. Today's ceremony merely acknowledges what is already written in flesh and blood."The archbishop raised a small, ornate book. "Will you now make your declarations before your people, binding yourselves not just to each other, but to the realm you will guide together?""We will," Theo and I answered in unison.What followed was a series of ritual questions and responses, each more solemn than the last. We pledged to uphold justice, to protect the innocent, to hear the voices of all our subjects regardless of birth or status. We promised to preserve the ancient traditions worth keeping while having the courage to discard those that no longer served the greater good."Do you, Theodore Lykoudis, acknowledge Emeline Maxwell as your equal in all matters of state and governance, bound
Claimed By The Lycan King Epilogue #1 - Emma
A month passed like sand through trembling fingers. But today, the crown would no longer hover like a promise above my head but would settle there with all its weight and glory. I stood before the ornate mirror in my chambers, barely recognizing the woman staring back at me, draped in royal finery and the heavy mantle of expectation.The sentencing of Minister Krea, Minister Stavros, Minister Bennett, Lord Cassius, Alpha Benjamin Thorne, and Alpha Michael Barker had been swift but fair. Theo had insisted on transparent proceedings, allowing the kingdom to witness the consequences of betrayal and attempted harm to their new Queen. Their cells would hold them for many years to come—cold comfort for the nightmares that still occasionally jolted me awake, my skin crawling with phantom sensations of unwanted hands."You look lost in thought, Your Majesty," said my handmaiden, her fingers nimbly adjusting the fall of my gown. The title still startled me—a bird suddenly taking flight in my
Claimed By The Lycan King 75: Emma
"You still don't understand your place," he said, his eyes fixed on me with uncomfortable intensity. "A queen requires refinement, breeding. Your pack produces strong wolves, I'll grant you that, but you lack the necessary pedigree.""And yet she's doing what everyone said couldn’t be done," Theo replied before I could speak. "Uniting our people rather than dividing them."Barker’s laugh was cold. "United? You've merely given them false hope. This experiment will collapse, and history will vindicate me."By the seventh day, exhaustion had settled into my bones. As we prepared for the trial, I stood before the mirror in our chambers, letting Elena help me dress in formal attire befitting my new station. The deep blue dress with silver accents felt foreign against my skin, designed for a queen rather than a pack Gamma."Are you ready for this?" she asked softly, arranging my hair with gentle fingers.I met her eyes in the reflection. "I don't know what to feel," I admitted. "Part of me
Claimed By The Lycan King 74: Emma
The air in the room was charged with tension, thick with the mingled scents of anger, fear, and power. I moved between Elijah and Theo, my brother making space for me at the table while Theo's hand found mine, our fingers intertwining. The two guards positioned themselves against the wall behind me, their presence a silent support.Benjamin stared at me, his gaze a mixture of hunger and hate that made my skin crawl. "Emma," he said, my name an unwelcome intimacy on his lips."Your Majesty," I corrected, my voice firmer than I had expected. "You will address me as Your Majesty or Queen Emma."A muscle twitched in his jaw. "You're not—""I am Queen," I cut him off, squeezing Theo's hand for reassurance but holding Benjamin's gaze. "That's all there is to it. You couldn't mark me because I found my true mate in Theo, rather than the abusive asshole that you were."His face contorted with rage, but I continued, drawing strength from Artemis, from Theo, from my brother at my side."You tri
Claimed By The Lycan King 73: Emma
I woke with Theo's scent wrapped around me like a familiar blanket, his arm heavy across my waist. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting golden threads across the royal sheets that still felt foreign against my skin. Yesterday, we had announced our mating to the Kingdom, and today—today we would face the man who had tried to claim me by force.My stomach clenched, not with fear but with something darker, more primal. Artemis stirred within me, her thoughts mixing with mine. ‘He will pay for what he tried to do to us.’Theo's lips brushed the nape of my neck, warm and gentle. "Good morning, my Queen," he murmured, his voice still rough with sleep. The title sounded strange yet right coming from him, an intimate acknowledgment of what we had become to each other."Good morning," I replied, turning in his arms to face him.His amber eyes searched mine, concern evident in their depths. "Are you sure you want to be part of this today?"I nodded, my fingers tracing the curve of hi
Claimed By The Lycan King 72: Theo
The ballroom shimmered with an excess of wealth and pretense, crystal glasses catching light like trapped stars. I watched Emma from across the room, her dark waves cascading over bare shoulders, her green eyes meeting mine briefly before returning to the dignitaries surrounding her. The mark I'd left on her neck was visible, proudly displayed, and something primal in me stirred at the sight. My queen. The Golden Compass Hotel had outdone itself for our celebration. Moonstone chandeliers hung from vaulted ceilings, casting an ethereal glow that made even the most weathered politicians look somewhat angelic. The scent of night-blooming jasmine drifted from elaborate arrangements, mingling with the more primal notes of wolf and Lycan, perfume and cologne, desire and ambition. Politics never stopped, even at a ball nominally held in celebration of love."Your Majesty," a voice said beside me, pulling my attention from Emma. "I've been hoping for a moment of your time."I turned to find
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