Archer Queen Smut の小説・ストーリー

“I’m a Ravenfield, the rightful Alpha of that pack, of my home. I will lead them and care for them just like my father taught me. I will also be Queen because I have a partner who’s willing to help me, who’s comfortable and happy with me being my own person. I will do both because both are my birthrights, and no one will tell me otherwise.” “Well said, my dear.” Callan praised as he grinned at me and smirked at his mate with a teasing glint in his eyes. “Such fire. Don’t cower in the icy stare of a woman who delights in making people feel small or inferior, because you are anything but. She is most assuredly a good match for our Cadmus.” I blushed deeply and hid my face as a few of the other

I started the hot water and when I sank into it I finally allowed myself to cum with Damion on my mind. End flashback... I found myself touching myself now as the memory flooded over me. I told myself that it was because I wanted Christian but the little stubborn bitch inside me knew that it was for him. Even now my body still craved his touch. I moaned out my release all while trying to lie to myself that Christan was the reason for my orgasm.

The smell of burnt fur and moans of pain was heard as Alice shifted back into her human form. “Rook, Crystal, please forgive me.” Rook’s mother bowed her head in submission and apology. Aria looked over to where she stood ignoring everyone else. She dipped her head and her fearsome mouth trailing smoke, rested against Rook’s chest as she stared into his eyes. He slowly nodded at whatever she was saying to him. “Aria and Crystal forgives you mother. Aria carries the mate mark because it will endanger me if anyone sees it on Crystal when she is working.”

To save their plague-stricken region, they offered hundreds of crates of supplies and 300 trained warriors each year in exchange for the epidemic antidote I had created. "Healer Megan, tomorrow the North Kingdom's Alpha King will arrive with their council. I will announce at the handover ceremony that I will take you as my mate. Jerry will also officially become my son under the witness of the pack elders and the Moon Goddess," Milo informed me. He gently held me in his arms, and I felt my heart overflow with his love. … The next day, Milo, Jerry, and I had just arrived at the site where the handover ceremony would take place when a familiar voice called out through the wind.

The queen wasn’t going to let this go. "I don’t know how this mate bond works," she admitted. "But if King Draven is truly my mate, no one should be able to sway him. No mere beauty should be enough to turn his head. If he wants to be kept, then he will be kept. There is no need for a competition." As soon as the words left her mouth, she blinked, realizing how naturally they had come. Lilith stared at her for a long moment, unreadable. Then, to Aurora’s surprise, the queen’s lips curled into a slow, delighted smile. A full-blown, wicked smile.

I sometimes think this is a new tradition brought in recently with mates getting married as once you’re marked you have a bond for life and this is normally only broken when one of the pair dies, but this has been changed again with more mate pairs rejecting each other either from the beginning or when they no longer want to be with the other person later down the line. “Are you happy? Was this everything you wanted My Queen?” Ryder whispered in my ear, I was able to just about hear him over the music that was playing during the reception, but with him being so close sent shivers down my spine. “I’m very happy My King and this was a perfect day, the crown is perfect thank you.” I replied, ge

But my lovely prize is now swimming in hate and disgust, pulling away from me. “Erebus, let me go, you foul creature,” Emera yells with all her might. She bites my arm and draws blood, making me drop her angrily. I nurse the bloody gash on my forearm by licking it closed and still watching her. The Queen is groggy from the powder potion that subdued her. Trying to shake off her stupor, she rises but is too weak to carry herself upright. I reach out to help, and she defiantly pushes me aside.

The taste of copper filled her mouth. Aaron’s eyes were alive with a strange, cruel satisfaction, like he was seeing a line he’d always wanted to cross. “You always think you’re clever,” he hissed. “You always think you can argue, you can twist it, you can—” “Stop!” Louise’s voice broke, loud and trembling. For the first time, it wasn’t careful. It was raw. It carried across the cracked walls, bouncing against the furniture and the peeling wallpaper. “Just stop!”

I said, “but we’ll find her.” My Beta jumped to write down everything that I could remember, so we could issue a notice. I would find her. She was my mate, chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. She would be the Luna Queen. The only one.

I opened my hidden safe, retrieving the collection I’d amassed: Wolfsbane, nightshade, mistletoe extract, and a powder from a witch in the neutral territories enough to cause a miscarriage, disguised as natural complications. She thought herself clever, brave but she had no idea. I had planned this longer than she’d imagined. By tomorrow night, Kael would be free to choose a proper mate. A she-wolf. Strong. Worthy. His children, real wolf children, not fragile humans. The curve of my lips held no warmth. Mercy didn’t exist here. Security detail or not, I’d been inside these walls for three years. The game was starting. And I intended to win.