All Chapters of You Want My Crown? Fine, Take the Trash Too: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Calling someone a childhood sweetheart might seem like an innocent title at first, but it usually entailed more than that. If the Alpha of the Silvermoon pack failed to justify today's incident, I might as well cancel the mating ceremony.To my surprise, Falcon Sterling's cold voice bounced back with a question. "Who's this? And who are you to say anything about Julia?"Before I could remind him who I was—his soon-to-be mate, Sloane Luneborn, the arranged match chosen to assist him and unite two of the strongest forces—the call cut off.Anger brewed in my chest. Wasn't that just perfect? My arranged mate didn't even have my number saved!Julia Stone let out a booming laugh, increasingly smug by the minute. "Oh, what a pitiful thing. I don't know how you got Alpha Falcon's number, but you didn't actually think he'd help just because you called, right?"A mocking, almost cruel smile curved her lips as her gaze swept over me, lingering on my clothes. "And come on—even the servants at

I heard from Donovan that Falcon's father had paid a hefty price just for him to agree to my and Falcon's arrangement. If he ever found out that his son had ruined the contract, the consequences ought to be show-worthy.At that thought, I felt much more consoled and didn't bother to engage with any of these fools around me. I turned on my heel, ready to leave, but Julia just wouldn't leave me alone.Encouraged by Falcon's unconditional protection, she grabbed my arm hard and barked, "Don't even think about escaping, you thief! You took my crown and even shoved me. I'm not done with you!"I turned around, gaze as calm as a still lake. "What do you want, then?"She assumed I felt threatened and seized the moment to claw at my face. "I'm going to ruin your face, bitch! Let's see if any men will want to look at you again!"I grasped her wrist with ease, then delivered a heavy punch against her chest, sending her one step back. Baffled, she gritted her teeth and screamed, "Bitch, how d

I was not a saint. After what Julia did to me today, I wasn't about to let her get away with it.Donovan shot me a look. "Do it, Sloane. Make them understand that no one in our family gets bullied."My eyes were fixed on Julia. I picked up the scissors she had used on my hair and slowly walked toward her. She trembled all over, stammering, "If you touch me, the Alpha will never forgive you…"I didn't bother arguing. I grabbed a handful of her hair and, amid her frightened screams, quickly snipped it into a ruined mess.She shrieked, "My hair!"I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Didn't you say you wanted to ruin my face earlier? To the point that no werewolf will ever look in my way again?"Julia's eyes snapped wide as color faded from her face. She tried to scramble back in terror.I took the crown box and opened it slowly right in front of her. The silver crown glittered under the lights, a cruel contrast to how disheveled and pathetic she looked.Then, I placed the c

A week later, I completed my recovery at the Moon Goddess Temple and returned to the Silvermoon pack.By then, nearly every werewolf in the country had heard about the story of an Alpha committing the worst mistake imaginable. He had offended the beloved sister of the Lycan Chairman, the highest authority in the entire werewolf world.For days, everyone had been watching the situation with bated breath, afraid to make the wrong move.Donovan and I were temporarily working out of the Silvermoon pack's council hall, which had, for all intents and purposes, become the country's temporary center of power.That afternoon, I was sitting by the window with a book in hand when a Gamma warrior entered and bowed. "Lycan Chairman, Ms. Luneborn, the leaders of the Bloodmoon and Darkmoon packs request an audience."I glanced at Donovan, who sat at the head of the hall with his eyes closed, looking completely at ease. Without even opening them, he said lazily, "Let them in."Soon, two imposing

Donovan and I were having coffee in the Silvermoon pack's council hall. The air was heavy with tension, while Walter stood off to the side, motionless like a statue.Time dragged until the sound of footsteps broke the silence. Two Gamma warriors entered, dragging out what was left of Falcon and Julia.For a moment, a trace of sorrow crossed Walter's face when he saw his son, but it was gone just as quickly, replaced by cold fury and fear.He didn't move to help him. Instead, he strode forward, grabbed Falcon by the back of the neck, and forced his head down toward me."Your disgrace," he hissed. "Apologize!"Then came the sharp, echoing sound of slaps landing one after another on Falcon's face. It wasn't a father's correction, but a sentence being carried out."Do it! Apologize to Ms. Luneborn now!" he barked.The utterly broken Falcon no longer had the strength to resist. He could only passively endure Walter's wrath.Once Walter finished venting his fury, he turned toward us,