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Both Axel and Joey soon join us on the roof, where they both looked over in complete shock at us. “Hannah, what are you doing?!” Joey asks not believing what he was witnessing, his mate holding the Queen hostage, but he didn’t know what I know. “Because this is the only way for me to get what I want, I’m supposed to be Queen not her! I need that book that she won’t give me!” She shouts so loudly by my ear that it began to ring, my eyes snapping to Axel.

I raised my eyes to match with the land, but I guessed my little speech had not gotten to him in even the slightest form as the same frown remained frozen on his lips. “I don't know hi, but you of all people seem to be getting this… Clara is a princess, Emily was a maid, a poor omega, weak and powerless, but most of all, parents are the alpha king and queen, and you think for a minute they would spare your life for making a fool of them? Canceling wedding plans? Oh… you have failed to understand that this is bigger than you and I know. And they would not think twice to cut out anyone who is an obstacle to their daughter, even if it means sitting your mate's throat, or cutting me out of the

“Next you’ll say you’re communing with the spirits of sweaty warriors past.” I placed a dramatic hand over my heart. “You mock me, but I’m manifesting. One day, I’ll live in a castle with silken sheets and gold floors that clean themselves. There’ll be no mopping. Just gowns. And my prince charming will bring me breakfast in bed.” “Selene,” Liora deadpanned, “you’re an omega in Moonbane Pack, not a Disney princess.” “Yet,” I said, wagging my mop handle at her. “Y-e-t.”

“You know about them?” “I know a lot, sweetheart. Things you need to understand.” “Then tell me now.” “Not over the phone, you need to come home.” I hung up, hands shaking. I looked at the three men. “He knows about the photos.” “So what’s it gonna be?” Jaxon asked, stepping closer, his presence overwhelming. “Belonging isn't a weakness,” Ronan added. “It’s safety. Truth instead of pretty lies.” Maddox’s lips brushed my neck. “Three protectors. Three kings for one queen, beautiful. Who wouldn’t want that kind of throne?”

“You’ll never touch him.” Kael only smiles. “You still think you’re the girl who can stop me? You’re just a half-made Alpha and a failed daughter.” His eyes flash. “A curse that cost your mother everything.” Those words slice deeper than any blade. My knees threaten to buckle, but I hold my ground, even as my body shakes from the silver and exhaustion. He leaves me chained to the column, his boots echoing away, the metallic scent of wolfsbane thickening in the air.

Geo asked. “Completely,” I said with a satisfied smile. “Then there is nothing to stop you from leaving right away,” he said firmly. “Other than the fact that I’d be leaving my new born son behind and that I don’t want to go,” I said. “My dear girl,” my grandmother said as she approached me and hugged my shoulders. “You are now a queen of two vampire kingdoms. Whether you asked to be so or not, it is the way things are. It is also Braedon’s legacy that you hold in your hands. Would you deny your son his rightful inheritance?”

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her...

I whispered to her remembering the way People showed their affection and respect for her. She ignored my words and glanced at the King Teodor and Queen Sabrina as they walked near to the thrones. “I am glad to see you again. How is your health now, King Teodor?” She questioned in a normal tone. “I am well, Queen Bhairavi.” He replied and she shook her head. “She wishes to be called as Princess by the elder rulers until she adjusts to the title.” King Vali replied to her uneasiness. “And I cannot believe I brought the King of Agatha to the place by myself.” He added with a laugh and she glanced at him in confusion.

At the coronation, the projection screen lit up. What should have been a romantic video of the newly crowned Alpha King, Lucas Ashbourne, and me was replaced by a series of high-definition, scandalous photos. The images showed a mark on the back of my neck. It was a mark I'd gotten five years ago when I saved an injured Lucas from a Rogue. But right now, the caption read, "Elena Nightbloom consorts with a Rogue. A defiled werewolf is unfit to be Luna Queen!"

I had been seven or eight, asking why wolves sometimes spoke to me in dreams. “Promise me,” she said, “that you’ll remember. When darkness comes, when you feel lost and alone, remember that you carry the blood of queens.” Blood of queens. Luna bloodline. It clicked with terrifying clarity. I wasn’t just human. I never had been. The revelation surged through me, a wave I no longer resisted. The whispers became distinct, coherent, urging me: Use it. Use what you are. I rose slowly, legs steady despite the energy surging inside me. The tingling in my hands intensified; when I looked down, I gasped. My skin glowed faintly, silvery light pulsing with my heartbeat.