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Finn wisely remained fixated on the floor. “My formidable Queen,” I said, embracing her tightly. “You are the only conquest I care about, and the only Queen who will ever stand at my side.” I leaned down, whispering against her temple, letting her feel the true joy in my scent. “Xian’na is my little sister. The heir. The one Davon and I, and the others, have been searching for.” The change in her was immediate. Her tension dissolved, replaced by a deep awe. “Your… your sister? The one with the Holy Blood?”

Against all odds. But holding is not the same as winning. And eventually, they could not hold anymore. I turned the page. And found a portrait. Just a sketch, really. Pen and ink. Faded with age. A woman. She was not young in the portrait, but she was not old either. She was somewhere in between, in that particular place where a person stops looking like what they were and starts looking like what they are. Her hair was loose. Her expression was not afraid. Mira. Last Queen of the Witch Covens. Keeper of the High Flame. Killed in the forty-third year of the Crimson War by Aldric the Elder, great-great-grandfather of the current Alpha King.

And the true mate bond called to her like a siren. Lila watched her from across the hall during the feast, suspicion clear in her eyes. Kael drank heavily, his gaze dark. The game was reaching its boiling point. Elara raised her goblet in a silent toast to the shadows. The queen was coming for her crown , and she would drown her enemies in blood and ecstasy.

"If that is what you wish, Your Majesty." He was looking at me when he said it. Everyone was looking at me. "I am not a queen," I said quickly. "I am nobody. Just... just Lyra." "You are the rightful heir to the Moonspire throne," Marcus said gently. "That makes you a queen whether you want it or not." "But the kingdom is theirs now." I gestured to the three princes. "They have ruled for twenty years." "Built on lies and murder," Kael said bitterly. "We have no legitimate claim to anything."

“Then you will be branded as a traitor of the crown.” My eyes widened in shock. “What? But that is punishable by death!” Isla turned to me with narrowed eyes. “Well, Princess Lyanna’s disappearance places our kingdom in grave danger. If the Lycans don't receive a bride, they will burn our kingdom to ash. If you refuse to take Lyanna's place, then feel free to burn with us when the time comes. So yes, your death is certain either way,” Isla hissed through gritted teeth.

If that answer wasn’t good enough for him, he could stick it up his ass. “Thank you.” He mumbled, seemingly perplexed by my answer. “We have come to the decision today, that MacTire would be a formidable kingdom and its army a great asset to other kingdoms. However, we will be denying crowning you Queen today…” A collection of whispers began throughout the hall and voices started to rise, people calling out protests and angry shouting was being directed to the table of councilors. “…SILENCE!” Abner bellowed and a hush fell on the room “…If you had let me finish” His nostrils flared at the interruption and his eyes darkened. “…We will not be crowning Alpha Langley as a queen today. She is you

(A month later) Normalcy finally settled back to the kingdom after Gavin's death. The Royal family focused on the duties important to them and assumed their roles in governing the kingdom and the ones they had undoubtedly conquered. Maya quickly realised that being a queen wasn't as easy as she had imagined it to be. Apart from managing the castle and it's many workers, she also had to see to the foreign dignitaries that came to see the king. Since it was still winter, there were very little banquets held in the castle but once spring arrived, things would change drastically.

“It is fortunate that the monarchs of two of the kingdoms we will align with are standing in this very hall. Most of you are aware that Geordie Brennus is king of Verso. What you may not realize is that Luthias was able to be saved, but not scarred from his battle with the werewolf king.” “I am now a hybrid,” Luthias interjected. “Not only am I both werewolf and vampire, since I killed their king, by law, I now rule them. So, you see, your queen has links to many kingdoms. With me, she has a link to the hybrid kingdom and the werewolf kingdom. With my brother, she has a link to Verso as well as support with her mutant-vampire kingdom, since Geo was Sybil’s right hand. Through her herita

Drystan said. Kaelen looked at me slowly. “Raeyan.” “What?” I asked, already knowing what. “Your little princess is running away.” I stared at him. “Why does your tone sound jealous?” Drystan growled. “Just go get her!” I groaned loudly. “Fine! Calm down, both of you.” And then I ran. It didn’t take long to catch her. She was fast for a princess... faster than I remembered... but she still wasn’t outrunning an Alpha. Especially not me.

Their thoughts betray them even when their words do not. This one holds steady. Good. “Speak.” “There is movement in Ethra, my king.” I do not move. Not yet. “Continue.” “A union is being formed.” My gaze sharpens slightly. Not outwardly. Never outwardly. But the words settle into place with quiet precision. “Between their ruling house… and Arven’s kingdom.” Now that means something. I rise slowly from my seat. The movement alone shifts the air in the room. The soldier lowers his head further, as if instinct alone forces him downward.