All Chapters of Queen of Supernatural: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Mia's Pov:Two months ago, he died. It's been two months since I've slept peacefully. I see him when I close my eyes. My dreams have transformed into nightmares. He was the one who understood me. The one who was there for me. Now, he's gone. Who do I have left? Who do I matter too? I have nothing.My stepmother and I recently moved to this new city. I'll be starting college today. It's been a hustle. Losing my father hasn't been the easiest to get used to.~*~*~*~I get dressed and go downstairs, into the kitchen."Morning, honey," I hear her say."Morning, mom," I replied to her. We're close. My biological mom left when I was young. My stepmom has been the only mom I've known."Are you ready for your first day of school?""Ugh, no, mom. Do I have to go?""Yes, sweetie. I'm not going to be here when you get back from school. I'm working late," she announces. Again like always."Okay, mom. See you whenever I do."~*~*~*~Once I was out of my car, everyone stopped and stared. I walk to t

Mia's P.o.v:I wake up with the sun on my face. Ugh. Why does my head hurt?"Mom, why did you open the curtains?" I ask."Mom?" an unknown voice asks me. "Since when did I become your mom, Cutie-pie?"I let out a scream when I opened my eyes and saw Damian. "What are you doing in my room?""Your room?" he says. "Cutie-pie, had you opened your beautiful eyes earlier, you would've seen this isn't your room nor your home."I take a look around. He is, in fact, right. This isn't my bedroom. Omg, why am I so stupid? I feel myself become red with embarrassment."Why does my head hurt so much?" I ask Damian. "What happened?""Maybe because you are experiencing a hangover?" he said. "Do you remember what happened last night?""Hangover?" I ask. "But I don't drink. I don't remember anything from last night.""Well, princess, last night you did drink a lot.""What else happened last night?""Well, you and Nella had a lot to drink. Mike and I had to carry you and Nella to the car 'cause you guys

Austin P.o.v:It's been 10 years since I last saw my little sister. Questions constantly invade my thoughts.. Where is she? Is she alive? Does she remember me? Does she think about her family?"Alpha, I think we crossed a border," says my beta."Ok, let's slow down so it won't look like we are attacking," I said. "When the warriors reach us, don't attack.""Yes, sir," everyone replies.When we arrive closer to the pack-house on this territory, not only are we met by their warriors but by their Alpha Damien Gray. The person I was hoping to talk to."What are you doing here, rogue?" The Alpha sneers."I came here to warn you," I replied."Warn me?" He asks. "What for?""The Alpha of the Half Moon pack is starting a war," I state."What do you mean with war?" Damien asks."I was walking around his border and I heard one of his guards saying that their alpha is planning a war and every pack who doesn't join them will die," I say, point-blank.I don't care if I'm killed for trespassing mult

Mia’s pov:Everything around me came to me. I could hear and feel everything. My state of mind was groggy. I wasn't sure if it was the dream or just plain exhaustion from the past few days"What was that dream?” someone asks.“What does it mean?” someone asks.I don't recognize any of the voices while entering my own. It was difficult to figure this out with only so little information. My head was starting to ache. But there was no one else here. Just my mom and she were in the living room.“I have a bad feeling about this!”That noice I recognized. It was mine. I was speaking out loud. Why hadn't I recognized my voice at first? I shook my head. Everything was a jumbled mess in here. In this room. In my mind. I couldn't think anymore. I just wanted to lay down… fall asleep.But hadn't I just woken up from a dream?Jeez, why was I so tired?I tried getting out of bed before I got the urge to go to the restroom. Everything felt limp and heavy as I struggled to the one down the hall. Alm

**3rd POV** --- Mia floated in a surreal, endless void, her voice echoing into the vast emptiness. "Hello? Can anybody hear me?" Her words were swallowed by the silence, and no response came. Fear and confusion gripped her as she drifted, her mind racing to make sense of her surroundings. Everything felt so distant, as if she were trapped in a dream she couldn’t wake from. But there was something else—a presence, a whisper of familiarity that kept her from spiraling into despair. Back in the waking world, the pack was on edge. Damian’s patience was wearing thin, and his frustration grew with every passing day that Mia remained in her coma. The weight of leadership pressed heavily on him; he knew the pack was looking to him for answers, for guidance, but he felt powerless as