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18: The Refugee Queen

Author: LJ Faulkner
last update publish date: 2026-06-06 06:17:41

The pale hand pushed through Queen Amara’s carved mouth.

For one horrible second, no one moved.

The tower had survived wolves, corpses, cursed roads, a broken grave, an ancient army kneeling in the snow, and whatever nightmare still breathed beneath the sealed Blood Door.

But a hand coming through stone was apparently w

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  • Rejected by the Alpha, Crowned by the Lycan King   24: Blood Moon Terms

    Alpha Torren of Graymere knelt in the snow, and everyone in the tower forgot how to breathe again.I was beginning to think Black Hollow had stolen oxygen along with common sense.Torren did not look like Damien.That was the first thing I noticed.He was not polished. Not beautiful in that terrible carved way. He wore a gray cloak patched near the hem, heavy boots crusted with snow, and leather armor scratched by years of actual use. His sandy hair had gone silver at the temples. The scar down the left side of his face pulled slightly when he spoke.He looked tired.He looked angry.He looked like a father who had come because blood c

  • Rejected by the Alpha, Crowned by the Lycan King   23: The Wolf Who Kneels

    Riven collapsed forward.Mara caught him before his face hit the stone.For one second, everyone froze.Then the tower exploded into motion.Mara shouted for water. Eli shoved a folded blanket under Riven’s shoulder. Ben tried to stand and immediately regretted whatever heroic thought had entered his body. Wren hid behind Althea, eyes wide and wet, while the Briar Glen survivors pressed themselves closer to the far wall.Riven’s body shook in Mara’s arms.Not like fever.Not like fear.Like something had reached through his blood, used his throat, and left the rest of him

  • Rejected by the Alpha, Crowned by the Lycan King   22: The First Rebel Council

    The wounded wolf knelt in the snow with a Thorncroft arrow in his shoulder and Damien’s threat bleeding from his mouth.No one moved.Not the Queen’s Guard with their swords leveled at his throat.Not the refugees inside the tower.Not Garran, whose face had gone the color of old ash.Not me.For one strange second, all I could think was that the snow under the wolf’s knees looked too white.Then his blood hit it.Red spread slowly beneath him, soaking into the frozen crust.The image was too familiar.

  • Rejected by the Alpha, Crowned by the Lycan King   21: Selene’s Mirror

    The blood mirror collapsed at my feet.For one second, the tower stayed silent.Then Althea made a sound I would never forget.It was not a scream.Screams had force. Screams fought their way out.This was smaller. Older. The sound of grief finding one more room inside a body that should have been full already.She folded to her knees beside the blood.Mara caught her before she hit the stone too hard.“Mira,” Althea whispered.The blood from the mirror spread in a thin pool across the floor, too bright, too red, too alive. It slid b

  • Rejected by the Alpha, Crowned by the Lycan King   20: The Other Key

    Mira screamed like she already knew what I was supposed to be.The sound tore through the floating blood mirror and filled the watchtower, sharp enough to make Wren cover her ears and several of the Briar Glen villagers stumble backward.Mira pulled against the silver chains around her wrists.They cut into her skin.Fresh blood slid down her hands and dripped onto the black marble beneath her knees.Black marble.My stomach twisted.Thorncrest.She was in Thorncrest.Not near it.Not somewhere in th

  • Rejected by the Alpha, Crowned by the Lycan King   19: Amara’s Heir

    The words sat in the tower like a second body no one knew where to put.Amara’s line had more than one surviving branch.For a moment, I heard nothing else.Not the crackle of the hearth fire.Not the groans of wounded people.Not Mara ordering someone to stop wasting clean water.Not Ben telling Eli that his bandage work was “less offensive than expected.”Not the Queen’s Guard shifting in the snow outside.Only that sentence.More than one branch.Another bloodline.

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