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39: She's Our Queen

Author: Miss Kim
last update publish date: 2026-06-11 23:30:54

Lyra

“Former fiancée,” the blonde-haired she-wolf corrected immediately, looking deeply offended on my behalf. “Let’s be accurate, ladies. Now that Lyra is here, Charlotte’s title has officially changed.” She turned to me with a wide grin. “Our queen is sitting right here.”

I nearly choked on my drink.

The dining room erupted in a hushed debate.

“Do you truly believe Charlotte will just quietly accept her loss?” the younger brunette asked, leaning in. “We all know, her pride won’t allow her to
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  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   39: She's Our Queen

    Lyra“Former fiancée,” the blonde-haired she-wolf corrected immediately, looking deeply offended on my behalf. “Let’s be accurate, ladies. Now that Lyra is here, Charlotte’s title has officially changed.” She turned to me with a wide grin. “Our queen is sitting right here.”I nearly choked on my drink.The dining room erupted in a hushed debate.“Do you truly believe Charlotte will just quietly accept her loss?” the younger brunette asked, leaning in. “We all know, her pride won’t allow her to simply disappear into the shadows.”“Exactly,” another woman agreed. “Charlotte is ruthless. She doesn’t accept defeats. I’m pretty sure she’s already calculating how to upturn this entire situation to work in her favor.”The blond-haired woman who had pointed out the correction chuckled softly, drawing my attention. She had warm amber eyes that drew you in until you were telling her all of your secrets. She smoothed the front of her designer gown and focused on me.“Ignore them, please,” she sa

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   38: Who's Charlotte?

    LyraI couldn’t stop thinking about Omar and his offer, which was quite annoying because I didn’t even know if I believed him.The next morning, I sat beside Raguel during another summit event and found myself studying him instead of listening to the speaker.The speaker was discussing agricultural initiatives. Or was it healthcare? I, honestly, had no idea anymore.The presentations had started to sound alike somewhere around the second hour.Meanwhile, Omar's words kept replaying inside my head.…think about how a family as powerful as the Castles all managed to lose their lives in a fire accident. And how the only person who miraculously survived that tragedy…just so happened to be the one individual with the absolute closest proximity to Raguel.I glanced sideways at Raguel. He looked completely focused, relaxed and powerful. Like he belonged in every room he entered.Everything about Omar said added up.Everyone treated Raguel differently. I’d noticed it before, but now I couldn’

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   37: Her Decision

    LyraThe offer was an incredibly tempting one, an offer that guaranteed the freedom I had been ready to risk my life for just forty-eight hours ago in the back of a delivery truck.“I have a private transport waiting at the gates,” the mayor said, his voice dropping into a persuasive tone. “I have people in Australia, a couple of safe houses across three other European countries. I can provide you with a clean identity and enough money to set you up for life, Lyra.”I stared at the buttons on his expensive suit, my mind spinning. The idea sounded wonderful. This could be my way out of the nightmare I never wanted to be a part of. And with this new information about his first mate, every survival instinct in me screamed to take Omar’s offer and run.How could I trust a man who built his entire empire on the slaughtered remains of the woman he was supposed to protect?But as the temptation pulled me in, another memory flashed through my mind.I remembered the vulnerability in Raguel’s e

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   36: You'll only endanger your Life

    LyraThe mayor held my gaze for several long seconds, long enough to make me uneasy. I clamped my jaw shut, forcing my gaze to lock onto his cold grey eyes.“What happened to them?” My voice came out steady despite the unease I was feeling. “The other ladies associated with Raguel.”The mayor took a half-step closer, lowering his voice into a conspiratorial whisper.“He only became powerful after he murdered his first mate, Vivian,” the mayor said.My breath hitched in my throat. I flashed back to that morning in the dining room, remembering the sorrow in Raguel’s eyes when he called his ascension as King the greatest tragedy of his life.“Murdered?” I repeated.“Exactly. Nobody in our world ever knew about the possibility of an Alpha King. Nobody, Lyra. For centuries, Alphas ruled their individual packs. We had independent territories and a perfect balance. Until Raguel killed his own mate.”A chill crawled up my spine at his words.“From that moment, he became too powerful for any o

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   35: Political Games

    LyraThe mayor’s charming smile did nothing to erase the predatory gleam in his eyes. He brought his hands out from behind his back to smooth the front of his tailored suit.“Our future queen,” He said, tilting his head slightly. “I was hoping to have a word with you.”I glanced toward the ballroom doors and then back at him.His smile widened. “I promise not to keep you long.”That was exactly what people said before keeping you long.I knew that outrightly walking away would be termed rude, so I settled for polite, “Hello.”His expression softened, even though I could see a gleam of pretense in his eyes.“I wanted to take a moment to properly welcome you to our world.”“Thank you, Mr. Mayor.”“And, more importantly, I owe you an apology.”I blinked.“What for?”“Our first meeting.”I was taken aback by the fact that he was apologising to me.“Did Raguel put you to this?”“No,” he chuckled lightly. “He didn’t. This is of my own volition. I know I wasn’t exactly welcoming. Accept my a

  • TRADED TO THE LYCAN KING   34: Meet Your Queen

    Lyra“Breathe, Lyra,” Raguel chuckled as we stood before the grand ballroom’s towering doors. “Calm down.”“Easy for you,” I hissed, clutching his forearm tightly. “You aren’t the human being about to be paraded before a different breed of people.”His warm palm squeezed mine, and despite my anxiety, his affectionate smile made my heart race.The doors swung open from the inside and my stomach dropped, the tight dress Emily and the stylists chose suddenly feeling suffocating.The large hall was filled to the brim, with all sorts of fabrics and flashing jewels flowing about. The moment we stepped across the threshold, a thunderous applause echoed.With my heightened senses, I could feel all of the emotions in the room. I could feel the almost intoxicating currents of excitement, reverence. I also caught the bitter kick of anger and disdain oozing from several figures as we walked in. They didn’t want me here.Raguel didn’t give me any chance to stall. He continued walking, leading me t

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