Larissa: Everything Changed

A few days had passed since the mate bond ceremony.Everything in my life feels different now. People no longer called me Lady Rissa, the name I had grown so used to hearing. Instead, they bowed and addressed me as Luna… or Queen. Their every word, every gesture, was laced with utmost respect and royal formality.And to be honest, it made me uncomfortable, and the thought of getting used to it really made me nauseated.I don’t want to get used to it—not after spending weeks in the cabin, surrounded by people who treated me like a friend rather than a title. But the moment I became Veldrin’s Queen, I could see everything had changed. The laughter, the casual teasing, even the way they looked at me, gone. Now they acted as though I were something fragile, untouchable.I had tried, countless times, to tell them to relax around me. I wanted things to be the way they had been before. But no matter how many times I insisted, they couldn’t bring themselves to stop treating me like roya

Last Updated : 2025-08-24

Larissa: My Queen

The car came to a halt near one of the side entrances, a door reserved for personal arrivals rather than grand processions. Still, there was no avoiding the line of staff already waiting for me; maids, stewards, and guards, all standing with their heads bowed low.Remi stepped down first, smoothing her dress before offering me her hand. I took it, grateful for the small comfort of her touch, and stepped onto the cold stone path.The air here felt heavier somehow, thick with the weight of history and expectation."Her Majesty, the Queen," one of the stewards announced in a clear, ringing voice. His words carried across the courtyard, and all eyes immediately fell on me.Their gazes were respectful, but it still sent a shiver down my spine. I forced a calm expression, lifting my chin just slightly. I had to be strong. This is amusing because I visit here several times, but I never actually enter through this door. I usually use the back door or teleport with Veldrin. Remi walked a st

Last Updated : 2025-08-24

Larissa: I'll Do Whatever it Takes

Lyra's hand reached across the table, warm and steady over mine. "You are not meant to live up to her. You are meant to become your own queen. That is what will honor her most." She smiles.Something about her words, so simple, yet so profound, really touched me deep inside.For the next hour, she guided me through the basics: the lands of the kingdom, the roles of the council, the balance between human towns and wolf packs, and the treaties still standing from the last great war. I tried to absorb it all, my mind racing, though she paused often to ensure I wasn't drowning in it.And the more she spoke, the more I realized this wasn't just about learning duties. It was about stepping into a legacy, one that had carried generations of queens before me.When we finally took a break, Lyra poured me a warm tea and smiled softly. "You're already doing better than you believe, my queen. You listened. You asked. That is the first step of every ruler." Her praise was enough to warm my hea

Last Updated : 2025-08-25

Larissa: Something Bothering Him

Heat rushed to my face at his words, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of looking away. "Well," I whisper, "maybe I just missed you.""And I missed you, Rissa. More than you'll ever know." His laughter was low, rumbling through his chest, and it vibrated against me in the most intoxicating way. The intensity in his tone made my heart squeeze. I wanted to tell him about my day, about how Lyra and her quirky traits had been both terrifying and fantastic, how I was beginning to feel like maybe I could handle this role as Queen without jeopardizing Veldrin's mother's legacy. But right then, all I wanted was to stay in his arms a little longer.Still, I pulled back slightly, just enough to meet his eyes. "I studied all day," I said quickly, the words tumbling out as though I had to prove myself. "Lyra says I did well. She'll be back in a few days for more lessons."His eyes softened even more, pride flickering there as he cupped my face. "Of course, she said that. You'll be

Last Updated : 2025-08-27

Larissa: But What?

When he finally pulled away, his face was as cold as stone, but I could still see the pain in his eyes. He pressed a kiss against my lips, slow and lingering, as though he wasn't sure when he'd get another chance.Then his gaze shifted, glowing brighter as he called for someone I hadn't expected."Kyrex..."The wolf appeared in the shadows of the room, his presence towering and suffocating. His golden eyes locked on me, protective, sharp."Kyrex will stay," He said, his tone leaving no room for argument. "He'll guard you until I return. You will be safe under his watch."A shiver ran down my spine as Kyrex's gaze burned into mine. The bond between wolf and king was undeniable; he was an extension of Veldrin himself.I nodded, trying to stay strong, even when I felt my stomach clench. "Go... Veldrin! Find out what happened. And come back to me."He brushed his thumb across my cheek one last time before standing. His aura flared, power rolling off him like waves crashing against the sh

Last Updated : 2025-09-01

Veldrin: It's A Trap!

Standing atop the tallest building in the human city, I closed my eyes, trying to contain the storm raging in my chest.I still couldn't believe it. Someone had dared to kill my people so close to Shadowhaven. It wasn't just an attack. It was a message. A challenge.But what twisted the knife deeper in my heart was the way my person died. The wounds, the method… it was identical to how I had killed Liam Colter.'Did they seriously want to mock me? To imitate me? No. Wait...' My eyes snapped open, a cold thought striking hard.Before I could chase the confirmation of my suspicions, the sound of footsteps approached from behind. I didn't need to turn; I already knew who it was."Your Highness…" Elijah's voice carried tension, filled with urgency and unease. He didn't need to explain for me to sense what weighed on him.I turned slowly, meeting his gaze. Behind him stood several others, lined up in silence. Their faces bore the same grave expression as Elijah's; tight, grim, and hea