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143. CLASH OF CLAWS AND GROWLS

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The early morning sun filtered through the towering trees of Shadow Claws Pack, casting golden beams across the massive clearing where hundreds of warriors had assembled. The training grounds buzzed with a rare sense of unity and purpose. Today’s gathering was unlike any the werewolf world had seen in centuries.

All seven Alphas of the Seven Zones stood side by side. Alpha Mathias, Alpha Lorri, Alpha Zeus, Alpha Kane, Alpha Dane, and Alpha Damon, each carried the scent of authority and power. Their presence sent murmurs of awe through the younger warriors.

And standing with them were the mighty King Maxwell and Alpha Farrell, the two leaders who had finally managed to unite the fragmented werewolf regions under a common cause.

The enemy was no longer just rumor or myth. King Alexander Hayes and his powerful witch mate had already made the first strike. Now, they are all prepared to strike back.

Rows upon rows of male warriors lined up, their eyes trained on the royal Alphas as t
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    Delilah ran.The forest blurred around her, trees like shadows dancing past her vision, mist curling around her ankles like grasping hands. But she didn’t stop. She couldn’t. Every beat of her heart echoed with the truth she had just learned. The fire… the key… it was never a blessing…it was a warning. The sacred kingdom had been breached. And she had brought the danger in. Her lungs burned as she pushed faster through the winding path, retracing her steps toward the enchanted village where she had first awakened. That peaceful place, once full of gentle laughter and glowing magic, now loomed in her mind like a battlefield. Rowan… The name hissed through her thoughts like venom. How far will she go in her schemes? The question made Delilah’s jaw clench. Her hands trembled around the golden key, now dimmer but still warm. She could feel it pulsing with silent urgency, urging her forward. She refused to summon her magic, not yet. Something inside her told her this was a battle tha

  • DESTINED TO BE QUEEN: LYCAN KING UNEXPECTED MATE    146. THE WARNING OF FIRE

    Delilah stared at the golden key still glowing in her hand, wrapped in flames that flickered and danced like wild spirits. Her breath caught. The heat should’ve seared her skin, blistered her fingers, yet all she felt was a strange warmth, soothing, alive, familiar. But not safe. Why is it burning like this? she wondered, stepping back from the temple’s entrance. The light that had once beckoned her now felt ominous, as though it had shifted tone, turned from welcome to warning. The power surrounding her prickled her skin. Something wasn’t right. She held the key tighter, eyes darting across the temple’s illuminated walls. The flames didn’t feel like divine energy anymore. No. This was something else. A signal. A silent alarm, perhaps. “Are the goddesses trying to speak to me?” she whispered into the golden-lit air. There was no answer. A sudden, intense wave of unease flooded her chest. Delilah turned quickly, her instincts urging her away from the temple. Her steps qui

  • DESTINED TO BE QUEEN: LYCAN KING UNEXPECTED MATE    145. THE PATH OF FIRE AND WHISPERS

    Delilah stood at the edge of the ancient path, her fingers wrapped tightly around the golden key that had once hung forgotten at her side. It pulsed in her palm with an odd, living warmth, as though it recognized its purpose now. The forest before her shimmered with magic, cloaked in the silver mist that only unveiled itself to those meant to find the hidden realm. She took a breath, steadying herself. This journey would not be one of comfort or ease. But it was necessary. The moment her foot touched the moss-covered stones of the forest path, the world shifted. Light bent differently here. The air smelled of old magic and forgotten memories. Vines with glowing blossoms curled along the trees, illuminating her path in hues of soft gold and pale blue. With each step, the key in her hand grew warmer, pulsing like a heartbeat. Within minutes, the landscape opened, revealing the grand gates of the hidden magic kingdom. Tall and ancient, the gates shimmered with enchantments, carved wi

  • DESTINED TO BE QUEEN: LYCAN KING UNEXPECTED MATE    144. THE RETURN OF THE QUEENS

    The Return of the Queens Golden morning light streamed through the open windows, spilling warmth across the rumpled sheets of the grand bed. But the space beside them was empty. King Maxwell stirred first, blinking against the light. His brow furrowed. Alpha Farrell rolled over, reaching out instinctively, but his hand met only cool linen. He sat up suddenly, eyes scanning the room. "She's not here," Maxwell muttered, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. Farrell's jaw clenched. "She wouldn’t just leave without telling us." The two men rose quickly, slipping into their clothes with growing tension. The air between them buzzed with unspoken worry. They moved through the hallways with urgency, questioning every servant and guard along the way. No one had seen her. Not the guards. Not the nannies. Not even the kitchen staff. The silence of the corridors was too loud. The absence of her presence…it was unnatural. "She wouldn’t vanish like this," Farrell said under his breat

  • DESTINED TO BE QUEEN: LYCAN KING UNEXPECTED MATE    143. CLASH OF CLAWS AND GROWLS

    The early morning sun filtered through the towering trees of Shadow Claws Pack, casting golden beams across the massive clearing where hundreds of warriors had assembled. The training grounds buzzed with a rare sense of unity and purpose. Today’s gathering was unlike any the werewolf world had seen in centuries. All seven Alphas of the Seven Zones stood side by side. Alpha Mathias, Alpha Lorri, Alpha Zeus, Alpha Kane, Alpha Dane, and Alpha Damon, each carried the scent of authority and power. Their presence sent murmurs of awe through the younger warriors. And standing with them were the mighty King Maxwell and Alpha Farrell, the two leaders who had finally managed to unite the fragmented werewolf regions under a common cause. The enemy was no longer just rumor or myth. King Alexander Hayes and his powerful witch mate had already made the first strike. Now, they are all prepared to strike back. Rows upon rows of male warriors lined up, their eyes trained on the royal Alphas as t

  • DESTINED TO BE QUEEN: LYCAN KING UNEXPECTED MATE    142. JUDGMENT AND SECRETS

    The Grand Council Hall was filled with tension. The massive squared shaped room adorned with golden pillars and glittering chandeliers, echoed with murmurs as the Elders, Warriors, and Nobles filled their seats. Every pack from Bomada had a representative here tonight. They had come not just for justice, but for spectacle. Zod, the traitor, knelt in the center of the room, bloodied and bound by chains laced with moonroot—enchanted to suppress a wolf’s power. His face was swollen, one eye nearly shut from the beating he’d received. Still, he held his chin up defiantly. King Maxwell sat at the High Seat, his expression like carved stone. Delilah stood beside him in ceremonial robes of deep red and silver. Her presence was as commanding as the moon itself, eyes unreadable, back straight. Beta Cross stood as the first to speak. “Zod was once my blood. A brother. Trusted with our secrets, our defenses, our hearts. And what did he do?” Cross growled. “He did not only impersonate the Kin

  • DESTINED TO BE QUEEN: LYCAN KING UNEXPECTED MATE    141. THE TRAP

    Rosa stood at the edge of the palace boundary, her cloak fluttering in the soft night breeze. The moon above was dim, covered by streaks of clouds, casting long shadows across the quiet land. Around her, palace warriors lay on the ground, motionless, as if dead, but they were merely asleep, caught in a spell of her making. Their shallow breathing and peaceful expressions betrayed the illusion of danger. She waited patiently, her senses alert. Footsteps. She turned just in time to see Zod approaching, his tall figure emerging from the forest with silent confidence. He paused when he saw the scene, warriors unconscious and the boundary unguarded. A smirk touched his lips. “You did this?” he asked, voice low, almost reverent. She gave a small nod. He stared at her, stunned. “You really are with me.” Before he could take another step toward her, Rosa held up a hand and spoke quickly, her voice steady but urgent. “We’ll have time for that later,” she said. “Right now, we need to

  • DESTINED TO BE QUEEN: LYCAN KING UNEXPECTED MATE    140. A TRAP WITH A TRAP

    Delilah “At least, that was the plan, my queen,” Rosa added, snorting, though there was a nervous glint behind her eyes. I didn’t respond immediately. My mind reeled, trying to keep up with the revelation she had just dropped on me. My heart wasn’t racing, not outwardly. But deep inside, there was a coiling storm forming. Zod. That wretched snake. Of course, he would come up with something like this. But for Rosa to be this involved, this close to the flames, frightened me more than I wanted to admit. “Give me more details of the plan,” I said at last, voice calm but commanding. I turned away from her, pacing slowly back toward my seat. Each step felt heavier than the last. I sank into the plush cushions and leaned back, trying to suppress the weight that was pressing down on my shoulders. There had been too many plots, too many traps lately. I needed control. And to have it, I needed clarity. Rosa walked forward and settled into one of the chairs in front of my desk, folding her

  • DESTINED TO BE QUEEN: LYCAN KING UNEXPECTED MATE    139. SHADOWS OF THE COMING WAR

    Delilah I had barely rested my head after waking from that terrifying dream when the pack witch, Seraphine, entered my office without knocking. Her long grey robe brushed the marble floor, and the faint scent of sage and something burnt clung to her like a warning. Her eyes glowed unnaturally, as if the dream had summoned her from another plane. “My queen,” she said with an urgency that chilled me more than the nightmare, “an unexpected war is coming very soon. It is not just an ordinary one. It is the battle of the witches. And I must tell you, it doesn’t look good.” I slowly sat up, my body still sore and my chest tight from the heaviness of the dream. My eyes met hers, but I didn’t feel fear. No… it was worse than that. It was exhausting. I was weary of war, of betrayals, of being hunted even in my sleep. “I know,” I whispered. “The dream… it wasn’t just a dream, was it?” She tilted her head, sympathy softening her lined face. “No, my queen. It was a vision, though in a dream

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