Mia arrived for the meeting right on time and Toni followed behind her, holding onto a big book. It’s been a week since she started coming for the meeting.
The first day was mind-blowing and enlightening, and she immediately knew she would love it here. So many topics from marriage to mating were discussed and so many issues were resolved before the meeting ended last week.
At her arrival, most of the maidens and heads of the council gave her a weird glance, but she brushed it off and told herself she deserved to be here. She was queen. Yes, she was younger than most of them and not so good looking, but that didn’t change the fact of the matter. She was their queen, and there was no altering that.
Mia took notice of a few things that needed adjustments and the others that needed provision. There was no book of account for the meeting and no record book of the discussion that took place. Without these records, they wouldn’t know which cases had been trea
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Seeing that her time had been well spent at the courthouse, she made her move to leave. She approached the exit door, but stopped when she saw Zara Michel perched at the door. She shouldn’t feel surprised by her presence. Every maiden in Wahala was invited to partake of the meeting, and that included her. Her sight, however, stirred up a negative feeling in Mia. Zara stood with arms crossed in a red fray gown that made her skin radiate and held onto her middle firmly. Her blonde hair was in a ponytail with its tips braided. She looked elegant even though she placed little effort into her looks. Mia could see why the alpha King was taken with her. On the outside, she was beautiful and on the inside; she was just like him, a monster. “Congratulations on your first act as Queen,” Zara said, stepping boldly towards her. Now, unlike the first and last time Mia saw her, she knew who she was. This prepared her for whatever games Zara hoped
“I was at the temple,” Xavier spoke as Mia stepped into the throne room after being summoned. Being summoned meant getting reprimanded. That didn’t always happen, not yet. She knew her role and played it out well. She stayed polite and graceful every time she stepped out of her room. And despite wanting to choke the air out of her husband, the alpha king, just for breathing around her most times, she didn’t. She had kept her heart in check and remained in control, even though it seemed impossible. Edward would want her to. These past few days had been peaceful between them, but she didn’t forget what he did to Edward. She didn’t know why she was summoned, but it wasn’t for what she had done. He had also dismissed his guards, so whatever he wanted to talk about was between the two of them. She debated what it was about. “The alpha of alphas has awakened for over a week now, but he will return to the state of reasoning later today
The sound of the trumpet informed Xavier of his father’s arrival and he rose from his throne and down the stairs, towards the wide window, which he could see through. Just as expected, Robb got down from his carriage escorted by a few temple guards and priests towards the Palace. He was adorned in a white long robe with golden stripes, a signature of his title as alpha of alphas. Xavier hated the wrecking feeling that always accompanied the thought of Robb being close by. He had had it since he was a child and he thought he’d outgrow it by now. It was the fear that his father could take away from him in a blink everything he had worked so hard to attain. He feared that from childhood and even till now; the fear lingered. It’s been over three years since Robb Ainsworth stepped foot into the Palace. Three years of not being contradicted, and over three years of not having to prove himself worthy to a good-for-nothing father. Time had gone by so fast, maybe even too fast. He turned to
Mia flipped the book in her hand to page seventeen, and she almost started reading when her door flew open and the devil emerged inside, with a face ripped so red Mia almost feared it’ll explode. The ring was still on his finger, but somehow he looked as furious as ever. Perhaps it wasn’t as powerful as everyone thought, or Xavier’s fury was that intense. He stormed towards her, but Mia remained, unmoved. “What in the name of all mystical creations do you think you’re doing?” he growled at her. “Reading,” she simply replied, her insolent boldness stopping him in his tracks, which was still a few feet away from her. He laughed, but not a merry laugh. It was filled with the rage coursing on the inside, coming to play on the outside. “I should have killed you. I should have asked those guards to kill you and throw your sorry body into the ocean.” He ran his furry shaky hand through his hair, tugging hard on it, an at
“Shall we go now?” he asked grumpily, snapping her out of her thought. She grinned and rose to her feet with grace, walking over to him and falling in line with him. “I’m pretty sure Robb would look down on me for taking too long to present my wife to him.” “You could tell him you were helping your wife out, as any caring husband would.” he turned and glared at her, but she ignored him and continued. “Thanks for the hair. I didn’t think you could handle it.” She admitted. She expected his response to be a silly excuse to brush up his tortured ego, but it was nothing of that sort. “Me too. My mother’s hair was slicker and straight, hence easy to control. Yours was a little different.” Hearing him talk about his mother, the former queen told her he had a healthy relationship with her, unlike his father. “You did it though, better than I would have.” His hand dropped to wrap around her waist, pulling her against his firm body. “Well, good thing you married me.” he joked in a co
Mia and Xavier stepped out together as king and queen today. This wasn’t their first official outing as couples. They have done a few in the past. This, however, was their attempt to present themselves as a happy couple to the rest of the kingdom. They were currently at the sporting arena where over a hundred people sat watching the two men wrestle with each other in the ring. Two men beating the shit out of each other was part of entertainment for the cheering crowd. Entertainment in Wahala could come as art, music, drama and sometimes sweaty wrestling. Mia didn’t really like the gruesome fight just to show off strength. Growing up, her mistress taught her that violence was an inescapable trait of every werewolf. Her father, however, disagreed with it. He was the most peaceful and peace-seeking man Mia ever knew, and it was easy to believe him. “We choose our own fate. We decide who we want to be.” he would always say. People called him weak, but he never paid mind to that. He
She finished reading and glanced up at Xavier who had done little to get out of his pissed off state. “Your father wants to visit the Capital 3, and he wants me to come along with him.” She rolled the letter in her hand and it returned to the way it first was, but for the broken seal. “Yes, I read that.” he told her, his voice still upset. He took her hand, and they silently got into the carriage, which drove them home. Once at the Palace, Xavier offered Mia his hand, and she took it. He helped her out and together they made their way out of the carriage. They were at the last step to the entrance when Mia broke the silence that had dominated for over an hour. She slowly withdrew her hand from his protective hold. “I would like to accept the invitation and go with your father to see the sites of the Capital 3.” she informed him of her decision. His head snaps to her, her answer was the last thing he wanted to hear. It, howe
Mia had woken up early this morning and readied herself for the day ahead. She would have to meet Robb Ainsworth at the tenth hour at the site and didn’t want to go later than the time given. When Toni came into her room, it was to ready her bath and after that; she helped make her up. She didn’t want to put too much into her looks. There was nothing to put anything to, but she wanted to look presentable. She had stepped out from behind Xavier’s shadow a few times, especially with her duties at the maidens’ court, but this was different. She would stand before the alpha and alphas alone, and sell him a lie. Xavier had his doubts and fears, as he should. She didn’t expect him to trust her; she didn’t trust herself. The face that stared back at her in the mirror looked bold. It almost looked in control and capable of doing anything. It was the ninth hour, and she was already dressed and ready. She received information about the arrival of the carriage and she arose and made her