Kicked Out, She Came Back To Rule Novels & Stories

He was too weak. Annika cried as the nanny took her away, heading back to the packhouse compound. I flinched at her cries, grinding my teeth with every pang of pain I got. William cleared his throat, dragging the curious eyes back over to him. "My Queen has been brought back to me," he announced. "Come join me."

He said trying to overpower me. I was losing focus but I was trying not to. I was holding on. But he doesn't look like someone who was going to give up anything soon. He wouldn't even listen to me. "You are crazy. Why do you come back to my life? My life was doing good before you show up?" I blurted angrily. "Do you want to know why I came back? It's because you are the Luna. The pack needs you to rule by my side. And you have to come back to me." He said.

"Why come back now?" "Because timing is everything. And I had to make sure that when I returned, I wouldn't just survive. I would rule." The words hung there, like a gauntlet. Adrian reached out to take her hand instinctively, but she pulled it back. "Not yet," she told him. "Earn the right to touch me again." Before he could talk, she turned around and left, leaving a hush in her wake. The chatter resumed stiffly, tentatively. People looked at her as legend and threat.

“So what's the true story behind it?” She leaned back in her seat and sighed. “Alpha Fintan bribed the rogue groups living in the Mallaichte Mountains. The rogues then attacked and robbed the eight packs. My great-grandfather waited until they had all exhausted their warriors and then came to slaughter those who still resisted. Once Alpha Fintan declared himself the King, he established his own rules. One of them stated that no woman could ever become a ruler of our lands. Of course, this rule also meant that no Luna would ever become Alpha's equal. Later, that rule was stretched even further, taking away women's basic rights.” She locked her eyes on mine. “You see, Alpha Dearon, I have my r

He didn’t take the time to nod his head with a sigh. “Did you say sorry?” That brought a small smile to our faces. “I did,” he bent his head down, now scratching the royal seal on the file. “And?” suddenly I wanted to know what happened. “And what? Nothing happened. I said sorry and all I got was … a slap.” Ouch! “So, what’s next?” “She is adamant to join back her pack because apparently…” he gestured towards me, “she has your permission.” “And you want to rule AFTER she comes back to you?”

"What did you say? What do you mean by her returning to where she came from?" The magus smiled faintly and brushed his hand away. "Your Majesty. Once the bond is severed and the crystal shattered, she could return to where she belonged naturally. Her Majesty is already back in the land where she belongs. Why force what cannot be forced?" So… Katherine had gone back. Jeffrey staggered backward and collapsed into the chair.

Shock detonates through the hall. “But... you can’t...” An elder stammers. I spear him with a look. “Why? Because I'm female?" He recoils, lowers his gaze. I continue, "My Alpha should have ruled you, yes?” He looks at me again, pales and nods. “Then until I find him,” I say coldly, “I rule in his stead.” Silence falls. Absolute. And with that, I turn and storm out of the hall. Out of the mansion.

“I assure you my lords, and ladies my number one priority is to avenge King Fvendal and seek out justice for his death. I do not wish to cause a war, but if we must fight to continue to establish that Zuff is still the most powerful Kingdom in the land then we will do so. As far as my wife, and now Queen of Zuff, you may ask her these things yourself, for she is here now.” The crowd did a collective gasp, and all eyes turned to her. She recalled when she first played this game with the General. It was to tell these people she was kidnapped and held against her will. Now she had to convince them she was worthy to rule them, even though this was her home and she was the rightful heir. They sti

She screamed, forcing the small woman to bow before the empty throne before kicking her from the platform. I frowned as I sifted through his memories. She had not only killed the king and queen of the Lycans, but she had also killed any advisors or supernaturals who dared oppose her. Her mind had completely shattered. The physician didn’t know what she was playing at. He had lost hope that she would end her reign of terror with the death of anyone involved in the death of her mate. He was pleading with me in his mind to find help. I had left him with promises to find help and headed in the direction of Myshka and his wolves.

I pointed out. She nodded and stretched her clothed arm to the exit. "This way my King." She was an interesting woman. What she did was a crime, punishable by death, just as Greg continuously pointed out because we considered it to be theft. There were rules I had placed for the packs that didn't produce enough which favoured both their kingdom and the lands at large. It was a known rule that no one could come from anywhere and lay claim on a land that wasn't originally theirs without my approval. She broke two rules and Greg was right. Yet, I couldn't bring myself to kill her.