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I watched their faces on the screen, my fingers digging into the arms of my leather chair until I felt the upholstery give way beneath my nails. The king and my stolen mate, side by side in a sterile hospital room, her face pale but composed as she lied to the kingdom. "Our daughters are unharmed," she said, the word 'daughters' striking me like a physical blow. Daughters. Two girls. The verification of what should have been mine now confirmed as female heirs to a false throne. Orion howled within me, his silver-grey presence clawing at my consciousness as rage blurred the edges of my vision.

Damian looked at her daughter, a stern look that reminded me of my mother whenever I refused to do what she says. “You know well it is your responsibility, Catherine.” He answered grimly. “Besides, you can’t be wandering outside on your own. You’re the Alpha King’s daughter.” BFG said a-matter-of-factly, and I nearly choked from the roast lamb I was chewing. My eyes darting to Catherine who sat beside me, her hands fisting into two small balls on the table as she glared at her father. I cleared my throat, feeling the tension thicken in the air and between father and daughter, who apparently are the royal family themselves. How did I not know about this? I heard the alpha king’s kingdom was n

he then entered his palace, and the three Princesses stepped forward to meet him, His joy was great when he saw that they were all well, for the youngest did her best not to appear sad. in spite of this, however, it was not long before the King noticed that his third daughter was getting very thin and sad-looking. and all of a sudden he felt as if a hot iron were entering his soul, for it flashed through his mind that she had disobeyed his word, He felt sure he was right; but to be quite certain he called his daughters to him, questioned them, and ordered them to speak the truth. they confessed everything, but took good care not to say which had led the other two into temptation, The King wa

"There must be a misunderstanding. My daughter is young, and she takes pack security too seriously. If she offended your men, the Veyne family will apologize." "You are apologizing to the wrong person," Cassian said. Garrick looked at me properly this time. He saw the outsider tag on my wrist, the broken moonstone bracelet on the table, and the Draven crest exposed in the damaged setting. His face changed. Molly grabbed his sleeve. "Dad, do not listen to them. She came here alone. She has no proof." I met Garrick's eyes. "Isabella Draven." Cassian added, "Daughter of His Majesty, the Alpha King."

the King spoke making us look at him. He looked older, but a lot less tired and burdened than the last I saw him. “Your Majesty, please,” Father said tightly. “I told you already, I won’t agree to this.” His words was all it took for me to understand what was going on. “Matthias, you have three daughters. I only have one, and she is sick,” the King argued. “You know Bianca. She has never tolerated the cold well, and she falls ill so easily. She would not last a year in the vampire kingdom.”

I folded my arms, trying to steady myself, heart hammering as his eyes flicked toward me just as the guard stepped back. “Ma’am, let’s go. The boss has arrived,” the guard said, calm but firm. My knees trembled as I lifted my gaze. “Who… who is he? Is he…?” I whispered, dread coiling tight in my chest, when suddenly his height felt strangely familiar. “Yes, ma’am. Mr. Evan Grant, our king,” the guard replied. WHAT! This is the evil I’ve been defying? Slowly, I turned toward the car he had stepped out of, the same black shade and model that had vanished into the darkness that night.

Among them was one with white hair that spoke of wisdom and power without saying a word, eyes that seemed to carry the entire ocean, a crown that would be heavy if it was placed in the hands if anyone else. "His daughters are on to us." The king said. Although he seemed calm, there was a spark of fear in his eyes. "Who's daughter." Eric asked. "Jasper." The king said. "The one king Harold killed twenty-one years ago." "That rebel had daughters? And you let them stay alive?" Eric yelled. "They were orphaned when you, ruthless as a child, ordered that their mother should be killed." Eric smiled at the memory. How she was brought up to him and was slaughtered in front of him. It was scary for h

Chapter 69: Six Years Ago The West Kingdom was a land of beauty and strict traditions. Princess Victoria was the cherished daughter of the king and was known for her grace and poise. Yet, beneath her royal demeanor, she harbored a secret that defied her father's expectations. In the shadowed halls of the palace, Victoria had found comfort in the company of Benjamin Marlowe, the scholarly son of Head Minister Marlowe from the Middle Kingdom. Their clandestine meetings were filled with whispered conversations of their affection. Benjamin's intelligence and gentle nature captivated Victoria, and their bond deepened into a forbidden love.