Cast From The White Queen Novels & Stories

We were all watching a scene in which the Queen was making a deal with Amira to help her get Mery rejected. There would be gasps all around us, and everyone would start talking about how it makes sense since she was always jealous of Mery. Add to that Mery was an elemental wolf, and the Queen of werewolves aka. me, is an elemental wolf. So it was more than weird how she didn't pass the ritual while she was giving the vibe of a Queen. Honestly, it was never about being an elemental wolf or a pack one. The spell that was cast on the lake was to protect the royal line from having imposters that might ruin the royal family. This was the main reason why I created the ritual.

I had let them down. Marcus whispered to me "Esmeralda,". He pointed to the trees nearby. Six people came out of the shadows. They were not wearing hoods like the people in the palace. They were grey wolves with cold eyes. The leader changed into a man with scars on his face. "You are the Queen of the Outcasts " he said in a voice. "You came all this way to die little girl." "I did not come here to die " I said. The white light started to shine around my hands. "I came here because I want something, from you."

Looking at the mark on her arm Elizabeth was in complete shock unable to utter a word. At this moment Lea asked, "You recognize this mark right Your Majesty?". Elizabeth lifted her gaze from the mark on Lea's arm to her face as she tried to ask "You…You… You are the". Understanding her question Lea answered with a slight smile on her face "I am the White Dragon Warrior and now you might understand why my identity was kept hidden all these years".

"Listen to me, little wolf. I am the Alpha, soon to be Alpha King. I lead the strongest packs in Nocturna. I need a Queen who can stand beside me, not a broken toy who crawls on the floor." My breath seized instantly. No the Moon Goddess can't be wrong. Where did I go wrong? "But the bond—" "The bond is a mistake!" he roared. The windows in the hall rattled. People flinched. "I, Kaelen Thorne, Alpha King of the Crimson Moon, reject you, Aurelia Viremont, as my mate and my Queen."

'No, this is real,' he exclaimed. Yes, I plan to make my intentions known in the forest. I feel something for her. Is she the chosen one from the bloodline to be my queen? Queen of the Iron Throne? He strolled past the maid quarters and into the royal Court, exchanging pleasantries with his council. The man holds out a white sheet of paper written in black. Kohl nods and accepts it. "Awesome," he says after reviewing the names on the list.

Thunder howled in the skies above. And Seraphina collapsed — unconscious again — into Darian’s arms. But her scent had changed. The roses were darker. The peonies bled fire. And her mark — just barely glowing — had appeared over her heart. A crescent moon surrounded by a crown of white thorns. The mark of the White Queen. Darian looked up as the guards burst into the hallway, drawn by the storm, panic clear on their faces. Kaelion limped back into view, blood on his temple, rage in his eyes.

He was thrown backward, crashing into a tree with a sickening crack. Everything went still. The fighting stopped, and all eyes turned to me. Cole groaned as he struggled to his feet, his body trembling from the impact. His eyes, wild with disbelief, locked on mine. “What… what are you?” “I am the Queen,” I said, my voice unwavering. “And you are done.” For a moment, I thought it was over. Cole was defeated, his wolves hesitating, unsure whether to continue the fight. But then, from the shadows, a figure emerged—tall, robed in darkness, with cold, silver eyes that glinted in the moonlight.

When her father woke up, Queenie wanted him to feel proud that his daughter had managed to bring him back from his eternal sleep. Queenie requests that all access to the Bright River Royal Palace be closed. Until she came back later. She didn’t want an intruder to come when she wasn’t there. Riding a white horse in clothes commoner, Queenie left the Bright River Kingdom. Fewa, in the form of a lizard, dangled spoiled on the shoulders of the Princess. Everyone in the kingdom was stunned as the white horse Queenie was riding slowly walked away from her kingdom. On the back of the horse, a beautiful girl dressed in blue color sat like a goddess from heaven. It looked deadly at the same time.

“And you shall wait some more. After the Blood Moon, she will be all yours.” Jyris smiled, then placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand, promising to return before he took his leave. Dogori said nothing. The doors swung open and the presence of the Queen was announced. Her bloodshot silver eyes were her lost defining features, along with her glowing silver hair. She looked like she had been crying but when her gaze laid upon her daughter, she didn't seem pleased. “Is this your trade?” She asked the White King scornfully. “Not in front of our daughter.” The White King said tightly, before he smiled. “Are you not happy to see her?”

A thick aura of celestial light vibrated around her paws, melting the frost on the sand where she stepped. The entire colosseum fell into an absolute, breathless silence. Even the pack elders dropped their staffs, their mouths hanging wide open in religious shock. “The White Queen,” Elder Corin whispered, his frail voice trembling as he fell to his knees on the stone dais. “The prophecy is real. The First Lineage has returned.” Elena did not hesitate. Moving with a supernatural, liquid speed that left white streaks in the freezing air, she lunged across the distance.