Eternal Academy Queen Vega Novels & Stories

Queenie regrets she grew up as a spoiled girl and a burden for her father. Argo and Finiah stood by the side of the bed. They wait for Queenie to be calmer and say something. “Tell me, Argo, what is the ‘eternal sleep’ weapon?” Argo took a deep breath. “I don’t understand why this incident reappeared after hundreds of years. The weapon of eternal sleep was destroyed hundreds of years ago. Along with the destruction of the Dark Witch of the underground. If it is true that this is the weapon of ‘eternal sleep,’ then it means Queen Obelia is a descendant of the underground dark witch who managed to escape death.”

His tone was stern as he explained the ceremonial rules. “Each of you will take a turn stepping up onto the stage. Once you are on the stage, you will touch the Sacred Slate. The she-wolf who awakens the Sacred Slate is the chosen one. She will be the Prince’s Luna.” Two soldiers stepped forward, straining as they carried out a massive, ancient slate. Even with their Lycan strength, I could tell they struggled to bear the weight of the mysterious slate. It took both their efforts just to lift it, a testament to how heavy it really was.

********************************************************************************** *Unknown POV* Two cars arrived at the pack house. The pack members immediately made way for their Alpha and Luna. Vanessa greeted everyone as she entered the pack house. It was more well furnished and embellished than last time. She looked at the interiors with awe. On one of the walls was a picture of a beautiful woman sitting on the throne. She had same silver eyes as Damian and her hair colour matched Liam's. She must be their mom. She was an eternal fountain of love. " your mom was beautiful" Vanessa said intertwining her fingers with Damian's.

"It's building something and asking someone to keep it with you. I'm not collecting anything tonight, Zariah. Debts are dead. Your hand is your own. I'm on my knees in front of everyone who ever wanted you gone, asking for the one thing that can't be taken, or bought, or collected." The box opened. The whole ballroom made a sound. "Marry me," I said. "Be my queen because you choose to. Say yes, and say no, and I'll still build you a hundred clinics and stand behind them where I scare the clients. But God help me, woman-" and my voice cracked, once, in front of four hundred people, my voice, cracking "-please say yes." Zariah’s POV

“Only because I made you so.” I stared at her. “You are not wolfless,” she said gently. “You are dormant.” The floor vanished beneath me. My mother No This woman who *felt* like heat and earth and power Took my shoulders. “Tonight, Alina… you turn twenty-two. And tonight…” Her voice dropped. “You awaken.” My heart slammed into my ribs. “Awaken into what?” Her eyes flared electric blue. “A Mega Alpha. The Product of an Alpha King and Queen. You're a Royal Alpha wolf, Alina ”

“As council members, our responsibility is to protect the kingdom. You are our queen. It is our duty to protect you—even from the king himself.” I inclined my head slightly. “Thank you.” The elder nodded. “My queen. Tell us what we must do.” I drummed my fingers once on the armrest. A small smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth. Then I rose. Slowly. Gracefully. The white gown pooled around me like liquid moonlight. I stepped forward one pace. Voice dropping low. Powerful. Cold. “I want an army of my own.”

I’ve never wanted to make it official with anyone, well, except Adriana. Even when her stupid, incompetent father had tried to marry her off to me. There wasn’t really confirmation since the wedding never happened. And all the other episodes. We didn’t get married. She hasn’t been given an official title. Now that would change. Tonight, she’ll be the woman on my arm which everyone is curious about. And soon, she’ll be known as my wife. The Lycan queen. My queen. “Let go of me,” Adriana snaps through gritted teeth as she pulls away from my hold. Or should I say, attempt to.

Layla had learned about this in school once. Heterochromia. One eye was a deep blue, almost violet and another was stark grey. Matching the streaks of her hair and an intense thunderstorm. “Welcome Initiates!” she shouted with her arms lifted to her sides. She looked at everyone below her. “Welcome to Elysium Academy. We look forward to seeing old friends….” Her gaze shifted and found Laylas. “…and meeting new ones.” There was a loud thunderous applause from the initiates and hooting. Everyone was shouting.

"They'll send four hundred men and a bomb big enough to level this mountain. Tokyo will do the same. Every syndicate on the planet will burn Vespera flat before they let the Sovereign bloodline come back." Varek stared at his own reflection in the dark glass. The rain running down over it. "Kill the cameras in the east wing," he said. "Wipe everything from tonight off the servers. Her intake. All of it." A pause behind him. "Varek." Tor's voice went low and careful. The voice he used when he was about to say something he knew wouldn't land well. "We put her in a car tonight. Hand her to the London board. The debt goes away. We get the east coast ports. No one ever has to know what she is."

“We sought to restore your reign.” Her silver eyes sharpened slightly. “You sought to repeat the fall.” Silence crashed through the chamber. The Veiled Covenant looked shaken for the first time since arriving at the Academy. Because the ancient queen herself had rejected them. The echo’s gaze shifted slowly across the ruined chamber. Over the Hollow Guard. Over the terrified soldiers. Over the burning Academy above us. Then finally—to me again. “You carry my blood.” The words hollowed out the air around us. Nira sucked in a sharp breath. Elsa looked stunned. Cassian openly horrified. Tarek frozen in disbelief. And beside me—Kaelen’s grip tightened around my hand. Not fear. Steadying. Always