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Torren kicked a wooden footstool across his private quarters, sending it crashing into the stone fireplace.

"I still can't believe the nerve of that fat bitch," Torren snarled, pacing the length of the room like a caged animal. He poured himself a horn of heavy wine, taking a deep, angry gulp. "Standing there in front of the whole pack, staring at me like I actually owed her something."

Elodia sat on the edge of the velvet-draped bed, admiring her freshly manicured nails. She w
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  • The Lycan's plus size Queen    eighteen

    CHAPTER 18The air in the garden turned to solid ice.The blood drained instantly from Torren's face, leaving his skin a sickly, pale gray. He let go of my wrist as if it had suddenly turned into burning coals, staggering two steps backward. His whole body began to shiver violently under the suffocating, crushing weight of Malakor’s dominant aura.Malakor stepped out of the moonlight, his boots crunching slowly against the gravel. He didn't rush. He walked with the terrifying, measured grace of a predator that knew his prey had nowhere to run.The moment he reached me, I instinctively stepped flush against his broad chest. His large hand slid around my waist, pulling me safely behind his massive frame.His golden, luminous eyes swept over me, taking in my flushed face before dropping to my wrist. The heavy pressure Torren had used had already left a dark, angry purple-and-red bruise against my skin. Malakor's gaze flicked higher, catching the angry red scrape along the side of my neck

  • The Lycan's plus size Queen    seventeen

    CHAPTER 17: Vaelira's POV The music inside the Great Hall had dissolved into a slow, rhythmic melody.After sharing a dance with Malakor, his broad, heavy hand resting warm against my waist while hundreds of envious eyes watched us glide across the polished floor, I felt completely drained. The heavy gold crown on my head, the suffocating layers of stiff velvet, and the overwhelming stares of the court were finally catching up to me.As a passing omega servant glided by carrying a heavy silver tray, I took a tall, crystal flute of sweet golden wine and gulped down the contents."I need a moment of air, Malakor," I whispered, leaning slightly into his side. "Just a few minutes."He looked down at me, his amber eyes lingering on my flushed face before he gave a slow, understanding nod. "Do not wander far, Vaelira. My shadow is never distant from yours."I offered him a faint, grateful smile and slipped away, making my way through the towering marble archway that led out to the palace's

  • The Lycan's plus size Queen    sixteen

    CHAPTER 16: Malakor's POV I watched the miserable rats from my throne at the head of the Great Hall.The banquet was in full swing, music echoing off the high stone arches while crystal goblets clinked in celebration. Yet, my focus remained entirely on the far corner of the lower tables, where Alpha Torren and his blonde mate sat suffocating in their own humiliation.Through the golden bond thrumming softly against my ribs, I felt Vaelira’s pulse pick up speed. Her thick, velvet-draped frame sat beside me, regal and breathlessly radiant under her ruby crown, but I could feel the lingering ghost of her past trying to claw its way back to the surface."Kael," I called out, not bothering to look at my commander standing rigidly behind my chair."Your Majesty?""Summon the Alpha and Luna of the Blood-Fang pack to the dais," I ordered coldly, taking a slow sip of my dark wine. "It is time they give their personal pledge of fealty to their Queen.""At once, my Lord."As Kael waded through

  • The Lycan's plus size Queen    Fifteen

    CHAPTER 14The royal central courtyard was a dazzling sea of silk, velvet, and glinting gold.Hundreds of male and female wolves filled the vast stone space beneath the open sky. High-ranking alphas, lords, and wealthy pack members from across the northern realm mingled together, sipping sparkling wine from tall crystal goblets and indulging in delicate pastries served on silver trays. Laugher and the cheerful clinking of glasses echoed off the high marble pillars.Near the front of the crowd stood Torren and Elodia, dressed in their finest ceremonial clothes. Elodia wore a fitted ice-blue silk gown, her head held high as she leaned proudly against Torren’s arm, soaking in the grand atmosphere of the royal palace.Suddenly, a loud, echoing gong sounded across the courtyard.The bustling chatter instantly died down. High Elder Oakhaven stepped up onto the elevated stone dais, holding a long golden staff. He struck the base of the staff against the marble floor three times, his booming

  • The Lycan's plus size Queen    Fourteen

    CHAPTER 14My fingers trembled so violently that the maid trying to place a velvet slipper on my foot had to hold my ankle steady.I sat before the tall, gold-framed mirror in the dressing room, staring at a total stranger. Three servants hovered around me, their hands a blur of silver combs, silk ribbons, and shimmering pearls. Thick ropes of iridescent pearls were draped over my chest, catching the candlelight, while heavy diamond earrings tugged gently at my lobes.The dress was a masterpiece of deep crimson velvet—the royal color of Volca-Crest. The corset was stiff, lined with boning that forced my spine straight, while the low-cut square neckline framed the golden, throbbing mating mark on my neck for the whole world to see. Thick silver embroidery cascaded down the heavy skirt, flowing over my broad hips and spreading across the marble floor.Finally, Sarah stepped forward, holding a heavy gold crown set with blood-red rubies.My breath caught in my throat as she gently set the

  • The Lycan's plus size Queen    Thirteen

    CHAPTER 13News of the High King’s sudden marriage spread across the northern territories like wildfire.From the bustling trade markets of Thunder-Ridge to the smallest border villages, royal couriers on massive black war-steeds galloped down every road, blowing silver horns to read the royal decree. The Lycan King of Volca-Crest—the most ruthless, powerful male in the entire realm—had finally claimed a mate.Inside the main hall of the Blood-Fang packhouse, the atmosphere was buzzing with breathless gossip. Servants whispered behind their hands while warriors leaned against the heavy stone pillars, endlessly debating who the mystery female could be."She must be a warrior princess from the northern frost peaks," one guard insisted, slamming his mug on the table. "No ordinary wolf could survive beside King Malakor.""I heard she’s a high-born lady from the capital's oldest noble bloodline," a female warrior countered, fanning herself. "Only a female of immaculate grace and pure line

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