There is no wrath like a woman betrayed in the most gruesome way. Queen Luna Aakifahlynn Mathiasen was a fierce Ace wolf, gifted and highly favored by the Divine Moon Goddess. She was also a devoted mate, wife, and Queen of the Tamman Kingdom in the Anatola Continent. Aakifahlynn was betrayed most horrendously by her husband and mate, Alpha King Jairus Mathiasen. In the moment before her death, she resigned herself to her faith and welcomed the unknown of the afterlife if there was such a thing. However, she was stunned at what happened next. Queen Luna Aakifahlynn found herself alive three years earlier, with memories of her past life still very much untouched. Wrought by sour detestation, with a second chance, Queen Luna Aakifahlynn vowed the destruction of her enemies. However, what would happen when her sworn Ayacquean enemy offers to help her? The disgraced, dark, and mysterious Emperor Demarion Dracul. Can she trust her enemy? What secrets is the Emperor hiding? The Ayacques were considered enemies of the Kingdom of Tamman because they never surrendered to the throne and their constant incitement of war. They were conniving, calculative, deceitful, yet desirable. What would happen if this unlikely combo started noticing each other somewhere along the lines of their thirst for revenge? Dive in and find out, and in the end – Would you call her the Victim or the Villain? --------------------------------------- "You can never be her." He all but moaned in her ear, tilting his head towards Taisiya, standing off to the side and looking like the ever-so-graceful Queen, ready to take HER place. "Every time I gaze upon you, I WILLED myself to see HER." He growled erotically. Jairus then kissed Aakifahlynn's nose once more, showing the people he was so ....
View More"So, sweetheart, what are you planning on doing?" Aakifahlynn's mother, Arwen, broke the awkward and nervous laughter between the three. As far as Aakifahlynn's parents were concerned, they were already living a retired life, their finances were pretty good, and they could support their daughter until she got on her feet again. Meanwhile, Demarion simply stared daggers at Aakifahlynn. He would provide for her; she would want for nothing, but how could he tell her that right now? He flipped his fork between his fingers a few times as he contemplated. He'd already decided to allow this. Besides, half the Stygian is hers.Every time this happens, it is a new idea because she always starts off with a plan that includes a means of survival.These stalls were always left in the care of large, generational families, who would survive the test of time, honoring the contract she would set with strict instructions to be passed down from generation to generation.And if offered up to be run b
"Now, let's have our dinner served before it gets cold," Demarion advised, and the table nodded in agreement.The servers standing off to the side jumped into action, dishing out this savory, mouthwatering meal. The different aromas filled the air, and all the herbs and spices used to prepare the dishes, along with that smell of steak done to perfection, were simply splendorous.Aakifahlynn licked her lips in anticipation and ran the tip of her thumb along her other fingertips, her hand twitching with a desire to reach for something.Her tension is discernible. But she would be patient, though who was she kidding? She was hungry. Aakifahlynn battled with herself, trying to maintain her composure. She reminded herself that she had nothing to prove to these people. Why should she care?Grab that juicy steak you've been eyeing, she tried to convince herself, rather than waiting to be served. But in the end, she told herself she did not care what the Emperor, even Demarion, thought of
Sighting a shade of blue that would make her gorgeous blue eyes pop, Aakifahlynn gestured for that one to be taken down.They all ooohhed and ahhhed in agreement.It was a beautiful blue floor-length dress with a high slit to the side, thin straps, a deep v-neck, and a strapless low-cut back. The material felt terrific on Aakifahlynn's skin.Simply beautiful, one maid cooed in awe, and Aakifahlynn could not wait to see herself in this gorgeous dress.However, as she got ready, her mind was anything but peaceful. Aakifahlynn even recalled that they knew how she preferred her juice.That orange and grapefruit juice mixed, just like she preferred it...She was gathering that they knew her to a T.Aakifahlynn observed that it was also her room color preference, but this one bugged her; this one was her imagined choice; her room color back in the Kingdom of Tamaan was cream, not purple. So, how could they possibly know this?These people who lived far away in the Gazini Empire could not ha
The Elite Stygian Market was different from what Aakifahlynn expected. It was utterly dissimilar from the one back home, that's for sure. This one was not a dark and scary alley. Though the one back home was not entirely dark, only the further on you got, the creepier things were. But this market was totally different. It was high-class throughout, not just at the beginning, and the farther in, the creepier it got. No. This is top-class. It is clean and holds a mixture of scents that are not stiflingly horrid. There are no hints of the stench of sewer and sweat, but there are signs of scrumptious sweet cakes and expensive fabric. This entire market is pristine. Beautiful stalls, pleasant people, oh, how the people were delightful and welcoming to her. Someone considered an outsider, not only an outsider but an enemy. Aakifahlynn assumes that because they saw the Ayacqueans as enemies because of their defiance of the throne, they also considered her an enemy. But no, she was
Aakifahlynn scoffed after a few seconds of no response from Demarion, and she did not take his silence lightly, "Come on... There is no way... so I would just sum it up as the Emperor is not ready to reveal his hand, and in that case, I would like to make some things clear and set some ground rules and get an agreement going." "I hate not knowing..." She said that last part more to herself, but Demarion heard her. Demarion hid his amused look. Oh, Aakifahlynn was so cute when she was so clueless. All she'd heard were rumors they had been spreading themselves, but he was not worried. One trip outdoors into his Gazini Empire, and she would see for herself how wrong her knowledge of them was. Emperor Demarion Dracul knew with Aakifahlynn. When it came to them, seeing is believing, even though he could admit that even after witnessing, she was still skeptical. Goddess, she always gave him a hard time letting those walls down. But he was a very patient man. Looking into her gorgeous,
Aakifahlynn found her way down the stairs as she believed there was nothing to see upstairs except for more bedrooms and maybe studies.As her feet hit the last step, she had her first encounter. A gorgeous black-haired beauty with beautiful hazel-gray eyes opened the front door a few meters to Aakifahlynn's left and strolled in.Closing the door behind her, she ruffled her long, luscious, wavy, black hair, then ran her fingers through it and rattled it again, "Oh, Hi, I did not see you there. How are you? Did you sleep well?"The perfect woman spoke to Aakifahlynn so friendly that it would have been infectious if Aakifahlynn was not on a mission.Instead, Aakifahlynn narrowed her eyes at her, her features screaming, 'Lady, we aren't friends, and I do not know who you are. Keep your scheming smile at bay.'Aakifahlynn knew she was in the Ayacquean's territory and should act accordingly and try to be nice, but she was too suspicious of everything. And this perfection's behavior was jus
Honestly, Aakifahlynn would like to believe that this was the opportunity she'd been hoping for, that they intended to storm the castle gates.'Who else was planning a war? Or had the means to get them into somewhere?' Aakifahlynn wonders as she recalls the hushed murmurs.Surely, they were talking about her unless someone here was planning their own war that they needed to assist with. Nevertheless, these were the Ayacqueans, and they were schemers at every turn.One never knows when they are sincere.Or worse yet, are they ever sincere in anything they do? Or is everything always calculated? As far as Aakifahlynn was concerned, this could be another elaborate scheme.She heard about their elaborate schemes and trickery, really going the distance in their folly, creating that illusion they want you to see and believe.Anyways, if she could not get to the Emperor directly and had to settle for discussing terms with Demarion, then she would, and only till then would she rest easy.Only
Aakifahlynn felt like the sooner she learned about where was off-limits, the sooner she could visit the Emperor herself to relay her gratitude and pursuits.She flipped the covers off her, determination guiding her. She'd slept in the room she woke up in yesterday. Demarion told her it was now her room. After her delightful time with her parents, Aakifahlynn had Demarion escort her back to her room.Now, she was confident she could find her way to and from her room and her parents.Aakifahlynn strolled to the bathroom and stared at herself in the mirror. She soon realized that not only did she feel like herself, but Aakifahlynn looked like herself.Her cheeks weren't sunken, the dark circles were gone, and that hint of color was back. Aakifahlynn sighed in contentment and proceeded to get ready for her day.She brushed her teeth and showered. Aakifahlynn also felt like she did not need a messenger as she thought more of it, though she wondered if she should respect the Emperor's wish
"Just say my name if you need me." Emperor Dracul added and disappeared from the room in a flash before Aakifahlynn could digest what he said.'Say his name? Was that all she had to do to get his attention? She would surely put it to the test, but right now, Aakifahlynn needed a moment with her parents.As they chatted the night away, Aakifahlynn allowed her mind to relax and be at ease in the presence of her parents. Her entire body was cozy, for that matter.She shut out the questions she still had about the Emperor that were scorching her mind for now...Aakifahlynn had walked across the room and finally gotten a look at her disheveled self, and she was an eye sore. Her hair was a frazzled mess, wrapped haphazardly in a messy one. Dark circles were prominent around her eyes, as if she were sleep-deprived.Even though she'd been out for two days. Her lips were so dry that they looked cracked. Her cheeks seemed somewhat sunken slightly. 'Was that caused by her rejecting her mate and
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