Kicked Out, She Came Back To Rule นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They started to kneel in front of their new king as one of them spoke up. “But what about our queen?” “Won’t she rule anymore?” It’s been a month since she had become a Queen after the king’s death and it felt like there was no one ruling over them as the general kept the people in discipline. “I have conquered your kingdom…” Zackarya’s voice made everyone silent. “…soon you will see the end of your Queen too.” He said as he moved forward to jump up on his horse and retreated going towards the castle followed by his whole army. *

I whisper. "No," she stands and looks at me. "Everyone else did. All those people who stepped over Grant and pushed him out of royalty did. I came back, I tried, I lied and said Quinn was theirs, and it failed. They threw us out. Grant belongs here; he is the rightful King." My head shakes at her. "Grant has no right as the King," I argue. "Really? Do you know how the late King Stephan became King?" she asks, and my head shakes.

Murmurs were heard all over as everyone asked where is the queen. “I am the daughter of the great queen and I have called all of you here to set some rules straight because we are taking back our position as the rulers and restoring order to the much-caused damage. Now I know all of you have a question but my husband has a small presentation that will make everything clear.” She said giving Justin the chance to take over. He went ahead and displayed a small presentation that explained everything to them, he showed them that the fountain was back running but they had taken the charge because it was in the wrong hands.

And now they have returned. The wolves behind her stood taller now. A ragged army, but united. Seasoned and hardened. She came back not as the girl I had cast out. But as a ruler. And the Full Moon burned disinterestedly, in the sky, a silent watcher of what would transpire. “The night was no longer mine”. This was war.

Matt said. Kimberley knew all was lost. She couldn't win against them even if she tried. She had become an Omega, stripped from her position as a royal wolf. She knew she had to leave so she would come back to win her Pack someday when she could control her powers. "I will come back, Matt! Someday, I will rule over my father's kingdom!" Kimberley engaged in a disappearing act her mother had taught her when she was seven.

A month ago, she thought she can never live without him and yet here she found herself breathing in and out, having nightmares and still walking around corridors and stairs, like a lost soul she tried to find his face in everyone and his touch in everything, and she knew, she was sure she'll continue breathing for him and for the promises she gave him. Until the sun goes down she had to be strong and until the moon is full again she would swallow the sadness inside and WOMAN up. And so she carried herself down the stairs of the ship landing on the northern grounds with all the grace and strength he fed her. Queen Wren Zanthus Zayetzev was the one to rule the kingdom now.

“Wolves need a pack right?” “Yes.” I nod and try to let go of the last bit of tension that curled up inside my stomach like a snake. I am determined not to give in to my heightened werewolf emotions. “Why did she come back?” “Her mate died after she abjured him, and her pack blames her. They exiled her.” I look at my innocent baby sleeping in my arms, and I can’t for the life of me understand why anyone would take their anger out on children. “Even the kids? Why? What did they do?”

Who invited her? As confused as I was, I pushed my wedding dress into Stella’s hand and rushed out of my bedroom. Just as I had thought, she was in the courtyard yelling at my mother. Who let her in? My father sent her away as soon as her mother died, why was she back? “I will not leave the way I left in the past!” she screamed, the servants were watching too. “I will take everything that belongs to me! Everything that belongs to your daughter. The throne and her husband will be mine!” she shouted scornfully at my mother’s face with no fear, I stepped backward in confusion and fear.

But this request, I knew, carried weight beyond the surface. I considered his words carefully, weighing the implications of granting Tia's release. She was a thorn in my side, a constant reminder of the fragility of my rule. But to deny Beta Williams would be to invite discord, to sow the seeds of dissent within the very heart of my kingdom. After a moment's deliberation, I nodded, my decision made. "Very well," I conceded, my voice firm. "Tia may return to her pack, but she is to never set foot in the capital again. Should she disobey, the consequences will be severe."