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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.

Flaming Qilin said disdainfully, "If he were normal, would he attack Dream Hell Mountain?" Jiu You had grown a little taller. Now, she was about 1.65 meters high and a big girl. However, she was still wearing a pink dress. She was barefoot, and her skin was snow-white, She looked like a doll. She walked up to Chu Xun step by step. She did not believe Chu Xun would be so crazy that he would attack his family. "Jiu You, step back..." Jing Hong exclaimed. "Chu Xun..." Jiu You called him softly.

"Start over with what?" "Building your own kingdom," Victoria said, turning to me, a fire of ambition in her eyes. "One that doesn't depend on any man, that isn't controlled by anyone. A kingdom that only you can destroy." I looked at this powerful woman—my mother—and suddenly, I understood. Maybe we were both fools once. But the age of fools was over. It was our turn to be queens.

“Ah… no… don’t… it’s too big…” She couldn’t imagine how such an enormous phallus could possibly squeeze into her small, tight flower. At the very thought, she couldn’t help but shudder all over; her lower body grew even wetter, and a shuddering wave of pleasure slowly rose from her tailbone to every part of her body. Victor watched the petite woman, flustered yet unable to control her reactions, and chuckled to himself. A low, amused voice emerged from deep within his chest. “More than enough.”

Her full breasts heaved with every ragged breath, nipples hard and sensitive from being pinched and sucked. She had just been crowned Festival Queen. And the night was far from over. The tallest breeder — the one with the commanding presence and the biggest cock — stepped forward again. His name, she would later learn, was Darius. He stood between her spread thighs, his massive cock already hard again, glistening with her juices and the mixed cum of the others. “On your hands and knees, Queen,” he commanded, voice carrying across the clearing. “Show the Festival how a true breeding vessel presents herself.”

“Hey, darling. It’s been a while. What are you doing here? You seeing someone now?” I shoved him, but he didn’t budge an inch. He glanced at my hand on his chest, then glanced into my eyes. Like I had been burned, I snatched my hand back. He bit his lower lip and flicked his gaze briefly to my lips. I clenched my teeth. What a jerk! “I have a proposal for you, darling.” “Don’t you dare call me that! He chuckled softly. “Alright, then what should I call you? Honey? darling? sweetheart? Baby?Love?

he said as Jasmine quickly turned to the gentleman that was waiting. "My name is Queen," she replied as the man's eyebrows raised, "That's an unusual birth name," he said as Jasmine chuckled, "Yes, well, my mother is an unusual woman, she likes to stand out amongst others, and I guess she wanted that for her only child," she said as they moved across the floor with their arms intertwined with each other, "But why Queen?" He asked as Jasmine's expression changed catching the guy off guard, "You don't ha-

Even someone like Harvey could not help but squint his eyes and look at it. Then, an Islander woman came out of the car. She looked very young, perhaps in her early twenties. She was much taller than the usual Islander woman, reaching about 5.6 feet. The shape of her face was round and soft, carrying the typical features of an Islander. She looked like one of the famous Islander actresses known as the Queen Bee of the Entertainment Industry. However, she carried a more noble imposition that made her look even more dignified than the actress herself, to the point that men instinctively wanted to bow their heads.