Catherine 1 Novels & Stories

Behind them, holding the hand of a uniformed nanny, little Catherine walked down the steps, wearing a matching white dress, her small face glowing as she waved at the flashing cameras of the media. She didn't look sick. She didn't look like a child from the slums. She looked like a princess stepping into her dynasty. I clutched the termination papers against my chest, a agonizing wail of pure regret breaking from my throat as I watched the screen. The first arc of the war was over. The throne I had stolen was completely gone, the crown I had coveted was broken in the mud, and as I watched the woman I had scorned ascend into the heavens on the wings of an empire I could never touch, I knew th

The library was empty at this hour. Good. I moved through the shelves with purpose. I knew what I was looking for. Pack histories. Elder council records. Ironmoor. Anything from thirteen years ago that could tell me what my father actually did and who he made an enemy of and why that enemy was still moving thirteen years after his death. I turned left at the third archway. And stopped. An entire section covered one subject i didn’t realise held my interest The Reign of the Alpha King. Year One to Present.

Catherine pov. "Mora," I whispered, my voice barely audible, as I gazed upon her enchanting presence. Her countenance appeared bewildered, her eyes locked with mine, searching for familiarity. "I don't believe we have crossed paths, Princess Lora," she uttered with a touch of uncertainty, causing a surge of realization within me. I was no longer Catherine, but rather Lora. Summoning a gentle smile, I approached her gracefully, my heart brimming with intrigue.

Catherine’s POV. The door opened, and I saw some ladies walk in with a tray. I tried to lift my body up from the bed, but I realized I had so much pain hovering all over my body. I sobbed, “Mom, I'm sorry," I whispered. One of the maids, I guess, came towards me. “Good morning, ma. Your highness asked us to dress you up to meet the greatest Alpha of the Uranus kingdom," she said, bowing her head. I couldn't say a word but instead turned to the other side of the bed.

“Listen, I am not here to fulfil your wishes or commands. I make rules and you obey. There is no argument about where your papa is or can you talk to him or not. Be clear about it, you are not supposed to talk to any staff. No maids. No servant and no guards. I will directly speak or it will be Luca in my place. Understood?” He stood in front of her and sighed in contentment to see her cowering. He surely enjoyed the power he held on her. Caterina took a deep breath realizing that there was no way out. She could never leave this hell so better to live with it. She turned around without saying a word and closed the door behind her. Hugo smirked as he walked back to his computer pinging with u

News about Crown Princess’ fall spreaded fast, thanks to all the attendees of the banquet. It wasn’t long before letters from her family and former acquaintances arrived, as everyone wanted to know more about that piece of news. Ivar humiliated Tiana in such a way that no one would doubt who held more power between the two of them, it was the same as saying that the Duke of Alba’s status was superior to the heir of the Emperor. Former heir, if things went the way Miros and Ivar expected.

I shifted into my beast and ran back to the capital. I sent Carlyn back to the castle while I went to the cabin. I went up straight to our room. When I opened the door, Carlyn and Esme were sitting together and didn't seem to notice. "I'm sorry I kept Thane with me all through yesterday" Esme nodded but didn't say anything. "It's just that yesterday was Catalina's birthday. goddess bless her soul. She loved to celebrate it and so even after her death, Thane still celebrated her"

The maid nodded in understanding and bowed down respectfully before walking away to join the others. Catherine couldn't stop thinking about the letter and wondered what the queen was sick of that required her to cancel the celebration. She decided to follow the maid and went directly to the queen's room, knowing full well that the queen wouldn't appreciate it if she waited for too long. Upon arriving at the door, Catherine knocked three times loudly and waited patiently until she heard her name being called. After a few seconds, Catherine was greeted with a bright smile, revealing a set of pearly white teeth, which was surprising considering that the queen rarely smiled at anyone.

Catherine said, gesturing towards her legs to make a point. “What are you working on?” I asked, shifting to get a closer view. “I’d just show you instead.” She said, lifting the book so I can get a better view of it. I collected it from her outstretched hands, turning towards the widow for better lighting. A pair of black and white eyes sat in the middle of the page, the impeccable details screamed professionalism. Catherine lacked the tools necessary to get the job done but she did the best with what she had at hand. That alone made me wonder what sort of masterpieces she would sketch with the right materials available.

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.