LOGINKarila Aistarabaw I is the last woman in Egyptian history to receive a royal title. Her inherited family wealth has placed her at the center of Western threats, where the war for power has intensified in recent years. With a mere title within a republic commanded by an antagonistic president, Karila lives for revenge in the name of all the losses she had suffered, but is faced with an unknown coming from America capable of making her relearn each of her most intimate principles in the name of a forbidden attraction that will change his life forever.
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"Gunfire!"
I muttered under my breath as the distant shots echoed through the trees. Leaves rustled above me. I crouched on a branch, hidden in the canopy. I might have been forced to leave my pack years ago but they are still my family. They're still innocences. Well, most of them.
Escaping to the human world, I trained relentlessly. Not to attack. Not to defend. Just to survive. But hearing rumors of an Alpha King claiming the throne, first in 200 years made me come back to assess the situation myself.
I watch black-clad soldiers move like shadows toward the pack compound. “They’re here,” I whispered, gripping the handle of my blade. “About damn time.”
“They’re raiding the compound,” I heard one of the Blood Moon pack members say below. “Orders straight from the Alpha King.”
I smirked. “So, the King finally got tired of waiting for an invite.”
The soldiers spread out, eight remaining outside while one squad entered the packhouse. I dropped silently to the ground, crouching behind them with my blade at the ready.
Crack. One down. Thud. Two down.
“Enemy—!”
Too late.
I spun, kicked, dodged a wild punch, then slammed my knee into his groin. He dropped like a stone.
“Dumb wolves,” I muttered. “All muscle, no strategy.”
"Seize her!" one barked.
Three rushed me. I backflipped over the first, landed on my feet, swept the second, elbowed the third.
“Damn rogue’s fast!”
Another came at me.
"You boys don’t learn, do you?" I said, ducking his swing and landing a clean kick to his head.
Then a voice boomed across the compound.
“ALL SOLDIERS, STAND DOWN.”
They froze. Just like that. Obedience drilled into their bones.
I stood tall, eyes fixed on the figure stepping through the chaos.
He had presence. Command. Power that bent the air as his voice echoed like thunder.
“I am Alpha King Conrad. This pack is under investigation for mistreatment and violation of the Werewolf Rights Act. Alpha Blake and his family will be transported to the Royal Moon pack and tried for these crimes.”
Blake knelt in silver cuffs with his Luna and sons. His lip curled when he saw me.
The Alpha King face softened, and a small smile crossed his lips. “That was quite impressive. So, who might you be”.
“She’s just some rogue bitch,” Blake spat.
Crack. A soldier punched him so hard his head whipped to the side. He cowered on the ground whimpering.
I chuckled. “He’s not wrong.”
Conrad’s eyes narrowed. “You fought like a trained warrior. What’s your name?”
“Didn’t you hear?” I shrugged. “Just some rogue bitch.”
His jaw tensed. “Rogues don’t defend packs. They destroy them to gain power and control.”
“Oh?” I arched a brow. “So, why are you here?”
“I came to protect,” he said firmly. “We’ve brought medical care, food. Your pack will be registered and cared for. If a suitable Alpha isn’t found—”
“You’ll handpick a new one who is obedient to you?” I cut in.
“I don't want obedience,” he said. “I want stability. Safety.”
“For wolves like us?” I laughed coldly. “We’ve never had rights. Don’t talk to me about your precious act.”
He took a slow step toward me. “What’s your name?”
I snarled back. “Not interested in bonding, Your Majesty.”
“I’m not here to dominate you.”
“No?” I challenged. “Then why call yourself King? Kings demand obedience, do they not.”
His voice dropped. “True Kings only want loyalty and respect.”
I stared him down. “Those are earned, not demanded.”
A gust of wind blew past me—carrying my scent straight to him.
His nostrils flared. His pupils dilated. His wolf surged to the surface, glowing with his golden gaze.
He staggered back half a step. “Mate.”
I froze.
No. Hell no.
He took a step forward. “You—you’re—”
“Not. A. Chance,” I growled, turning and sprinting for the trees.
“Wait!”
I didn’t.
I vaulted up a trunk and leapt from branch to branch, wild and fast.
“Track her!” he shouted. “Don’t lose her!”
I heard the panic in his voice, the Alpha command behind it.
But I wasn’t listening.
I wasn’t his.
I wasn’t anyone’s.
And I would never be a prisoner again.
She stood straight, watching her reflection in the mirror as her sewing assistant finished adjusting the shoulder straps of her black shirt. There was a lot of serenity in her expression, even if her ever so impetuous brown eyes were still there. Karila Aistarabaw held out her arms wide, feeling the gloved woman's delicate hands tugging at the last remnants of fabric so that the shirt completely covered the waistcoat she wore underneath her clothes.The country was waiting outside, the international press, its supporters, even its antagonists, it was a unique moment in the history of Egypt, which made it swallow several times, sustaining the sobriety of its royal creation. She was a woman who built herself under that role, her upbringing was governed by her parents under the circumstance of power, she was prepared.Her body moved as the final adjustment was made, and the black, gold-embroidered Sherwani tucked into her arms and fell into line with her stance. The golden buds were qu
Princess Egypt watched as the little boy crawled out of bed and stared at her as soon as she issued a summons. Her body curved before him, to match their heights, the awed brown glint in her eyes made her hold back a smile, she wanted to be serious.- Ali, we are moving from here, the elections are close and we will have a new phase in our lives, you will stay with other people, these different from me, people who are good, who will take extreme care of you until the votes pass so that can go toour home. - Karila quoted in a low Arabic, but authoritative enough for the child to understand that it was something serious. She was very intelligent, perhaps she had drawn so many attributes from Mahara that they were unlistable.His careful look showed his education, he was raised by Karila's principles, like a little prince who would show above all respect when he was old enough for everyone, especially women. The princess knew he still couldn't absorb much, but he made himself understoo
Years laterMusic on* More Than That - Lauren JaureguiDoctor Lauren Jauregui acquired respect and wove an impeccable reputation in the years assigned as a professor at Yale, even if her personal life still hovered around the new classes each semester, yet when they were in her class, silence and respect prevailed in every second.It was clear that they were still questioning themselves about their involvement with the missing princess of Egypt, they questioned the background of truth in the photographs even after the hoax was exposed, they wove long rounds of conversations trying to imagine why for 3 years she behaved like a lonely woman, without ever appearing with no one by her side, without any expository amorous bids, they never knew what to imagine coming from the Egyptology professor. The woman who talked about Egypt like no one else.Extremely elegant, in an all-black blazer and straight-cut slacks, she tucked her hands casually into the front pockets of her pants, glancin
Months laterLauren Jauregui temporarily moved to Cartagena, Colombia. The first months of her return from Egypt were strange, even for her biological life, her immune system was deregulated like crazy, she couldn't keep up for a week without having some health problem that didn't involve painkillers or more serious medications.That forced him to attend his doctor for a few successive times in the meantime, his mind was still used to the Egyptian routine, sometimes he caught himself talking about Egypt with his mother, in a distracted way, trying to sabotage himself that he wasn't wanting news from Karila all the time.He knew the princess was all right, that was all he knew.He was waiting in the doctor's office, glancing from the watch on his wrist to the young woman at the front desk, talking to her co-worker about the new soap opera that had debuted on Univision. A really tempting drama to pay attention to when you want to fill your mind with any superficiality.- Lauren Jau
The first few seconds were difficult and hellish as she stood outside the door, staring at the polished wood.The princess vehemently denied with her head, taking the back of her palm to her face, trying to wipe more of the tears that insisted on falling from her, she hated herself for still being so
It took minutes...What they could not trace in years, or even months, was just a few minutes for Lauren Jauregui.- The structure of that country is difficult, the insertion of what is foreign is impossible if we take it to coherent levels. -His comment caught Dayna's attention and she nodded, not un
The princess bent down, resting her head against Lauren's shoulder, closing her eyes as she felt Lauren's slow caress on her back, making her calm for a time they couldn't define, she wanted to stay that way until her legs got tired of it. be standing."I didn't see you dancing at the party." – Laure
Sanawhaa kept her focus on Karila, helping her little daughter put the hijab on over her ever-so-long hair. The little child had her pure eyes turned towards her mother in silent concentration, she liked to admire her in silence, from her eyes to her chin always so uplifted, the grace that the woman
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