His Rejected Mate, His Secret Queen

"Mariya!" I continued screaming as I ran after her, my feet making a heavy sound. But she ran so fast, like a wild animal, that I couldn't catch up with her."Wait! "What do you mean by the same mark?" I shouted as I ran after her.But she was gone.I stopped, panting so heavily and unable to catch my breath. The air was thick with pine, and instantly I smelled something different. I looked beside an old tree, and there lay a man, wounded and lying in his own pool of blood.He was massive, almost unnaturally so, with dark hair matted to his head. He was bleeding heavily, and his leg was twisted at an odd angle. But what struck me most was the armor around his waist—it's something I had never seen since childhood.I should've run. Instead, I rushed to where he lay."Hey! Hey, can you hear me?"He groaned so weakly. I touched his neck with my hands and I could still feel some pulse. I knew he was still alive.With all of my strength, I carried him home and nursed him back to life.When

I woke up with a loud scream, loud enough to block my ears, breathing so heavily and painting at the same time with sweat all over my body. My hands trembled and clutched the bedsheets like they were the only things keeping me from falling apart.Leo, my son, I said in my mind.I looked around the room, uncertain of what I was looking for. Then the moonlight started shining, coming in through the window.I came down from the bed and walked toward the window. Everywhere seemed calm and quiet—there was no smoke, no fog, and most importantly, no cloaked figure holding my child.I took a deep breath, realizing it was just a mere dream.A nightmare that had felt so real.My chest rose and fell rapidly as I forced myself to breathe. I touched my stomach as I was trying to reassure myself that he was still safe, still hidden far away with Mariya."Evan will never have my son, "I whispered again, but this time, because of the dream. A few hours later I heard a knock at the door."Lady Lila,"

Immediately after I left Evan, I went straight to the war chambers. I didn't know what I was doing, but I needed to be close to the weapons, to feel them, to get inspiration from them. I had never been there my entire life, so I had no idea how it felt. But when I got in, it felt colder and quieter than I had expected, with tiny whispers rising and falling at the same time. The walls of the chamber were decorated with past warriors and weapons lined up straight along.I stood quietly memorizing and practicing everything Mariya had taught me in the past years about weapons. But the more I tried to come up with a strategy, the harder it became."Something wasn't right," I said to myself, the way the attackers had precisioned their attack the two times they did, made me believe it had to be someone within. But who the person was what I didn't know.I was still lost in thought when I heard a quick sharp movement from the doorway. I moved towards the sound, and then I saw a slim figure dre

It wasn't long after I left Evan in his chamber that I walked into my room when one of the maids came knocking on the door. "My lady," she said as she came in, "the council elders have summoned your presence.""The council?" I asked in shock. "What do they want from me and why such a quick notice?""I don't know," she said, "but the Luna ceremony is fast approaching and they insist on your presence, perhaps regarding who to crown as the Luna."The Luna Ceremony—I had almost forgotten. It was a ceremony where the alpha's official mate would be crowned Luna. Apparently, it was supposed to be Clarissa, because she was chosen by the alpha, Evan, but because of the blood pact and the bond, Evan would have to choose who to become his Luna.I followed her almost immediately. When I got to the meeting room, all the elders were already seated, including Clarissa—except for one person, Evan.“Lila of Lycan,” one of the elders began. “I'm sure you are aware of the upcoming Luna Ceremony, and it'