Romans & histoires From Substitute To Queen

Adam stopped eating and turned to me ,looking down. "Correct,before your coronation of becoming Queen ,I will need to marry you .Then you will become the kingdom's Luna or Queen.I know we're young,so if you aren't going to be ready I will try extending the years a bit longer okay ?"I was very grateful to Adam ,he was doing so much for me .I wasn't ready to marry him suddenly right now ,I know I will be soon .I could see myself as his wife ,the kingdom's queen ,his Luna .

What was this little wart babbling about? "Kings have Queens," I put it for him in baby language, "when a king marries a pretty lady, " I played out, "she becomes queen and if he dies, she rules in his stead. If they do have a son he becomes king but if they only have a daughter well now, voila, look who's Queen," I explained, pushing a strand of my hair off my shoulder. "Not in Daromia," Syre scowled, folding his arms, resembling that of a toddler, who was winning an argument.

“Did I not just tell you she is? What more do you need to hear?” Their disapproving looks were almost comical—like I’d just told them the moon was made of cheese. “And what if the people rebel?” another council member asked, cautiously. I smirked. “Then as their King, if they can’t accept or recognize their Queen, I have every right to disown them from the coven. That’s Section 105, isn’t it, Azaro?” “You are correct, Your Majesty,” he said, voice tight. “Then it’s settled. From now on, you will address her as your Queen.”

What are those? My knees nearly gave up as I realized what Sunflower said may be true. What the… ‘See? Told you, River. What happened was fantastic. The mating ceremony is complete. And now, you can seize the queen position from your sister. The Council and Elders will allow it if you show them the mark and proof that you have already consummated. You will be Queen River Williams or Queen River Dove, of the kingdom of Vernice. How is that, huh? Magnificent right? Like you can hear a wedding bell.’

I try to keep my emotions out of my tone as I say, “The kingdom is and has technically been yours since you were born, Adonis. So, as it now seems that I am no longer needed here, I step down as your Queen and allow you and your father to run the kingdom as you males seem to know the workings more than I do. Good evening, gentlemen.”

George lifts the crown from the cushion, reverentially, and holds it out over her bowed head. “Celine Du Travere, I, King Alpha George De Laurant, hereby crown you as my Queen Luna.” He carefully placed it on her head, “From this moment on you are now Queen Luna Celine De Laurant.” The crowd starts clapping and cheering. Then the chant begins,

“Mark my words, she-wolf! Before the next Blood Moon, you will submit!” I pushed against the weight of his Alpha timbre, the weight of his voice crushing me, telling me to submit, but I pushed with all my might, standing my ground. “I will never submit to any Alpha... including you,” I said in my mind, straining against his hold. “I am a Princess of the—” “You were,” he cut me off, “but now, you are my Queen.”

His sharp eyes snap to mine, but before he can reply, the king waves the queen away. “No, not a member of the Vilkas family by blood… but still a part of this family. I would like everyone to look towards the miracle of your chosen queen! Luna Princess Evangeline Vilkas is our true queen, the ruler who will ascend my throne when I step down!” Alpha Ambrose says clearly. The shock on their faces is something I won’t ever forget; Celia’s face has dropped, and I can see the shock and jealousy that’s written all over it, but it’s Sinclair’s face that makes my gaze falter upon him.

As a Don forged in gunfire and blood, he knew exactly what would happen to me after that push. The entire world mocked my foolish devotion, painfully clear in the cold rain of that night. I finally understood. I was Serena’s substitute. His plaything. Everything except a human being. Yet I no longer cared. If it meant getting my daughter back, I would do anything. I stumbled forward and took that cold, trembling little body from the masked thug’s hands, clutching her tightly against my chest. The warmth we shared in that moment—mother and daughter pressed together—was the last comfort I had left.

Sarah hurriedly pressed the answer button and shot Adrian a look, signaling him to be quiet. “Hello?” On the other end of the line was her assistant, Clara, her voice brimming with urgency. “Sister Sarah, please come back right away! The CEO from headquarters has suddenly arrived, and we’re supposed to submit the contract as agreed!” Sarah’s expression turned serious, her pretty little face full of determination. “I’ll be back at the office right away. Wait for me!” Sarah hung up the phone and was just about to turn around to tell Adrian when he suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind. He rested his chin possessively in the crook of her neck, his elegant jawline tickling her collarb