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" She smiled coyly before striking me across the face. I collapsed onto the floor as she spat at me. "You dare betray His Majesty under his very nose? Why shouldn't I expose you? Wasn't your maid running to call for your lover? How pathetic." Her tails swayed behind her, playful yet menacing, as she pressed down hard on my stomach. "How about I help you deliver right here? I'll present this illegitimate child to His Majesty myself. If it amuses him, maybe he'll name me Beast Queen." Her smile turned cruel as she flung the candlestick from my grip.

"Ezra, if he comes here, if he gets close to me again, the needle reaches him. The connection feeds the poison." "The poison does not matter anymore because there will be nothing left of this valley by nightfall," Ezra said bluntly. "He is not a King right now. He is not a man who listens to reason or politics or treaties. He is the Beast, and someone stole his mate. If he arrives at this perimeter and smells Kieran Thorne's scent on your skin, he will kill every living creature between this ridge and the eastern sea." Kieran stepped up beside me then, his hand dropping to the grip of his sidearm. "Let him try. I have two hundred men ready to die before they let him take her."

I corrected him, and he laughed. "From today until my last breath for me, you are my Queen," he said, looking at me and promising me with his eyes. "But you will always be my Beast," I promised.

He wondered what had caused it but before he could think more into it, his father cleared his throat and began talking. “Ladies and gentlemen of Redwood, I have gathered you here today to announce my resignation as king of the Lycans. My son-,” he pointed towards Royce, who smiled nervously, “will be taking over my position in the next few days and I hope that you will all show him the same respect and loyalty that you have given me over the past forty years.” Immediately following his speech, the king began coughing uncontrollably and Royce noticed him starting to collapse. “Father, I’ve got you,” he said as he pulled his father’s arm over his shoulder. Royce looked out over the crowd as he

------------- Beast Zachajir The wild beast in the Canary Knigdom were waiting for his prey. He was been a captive for almost twenty years by the first Alpha King Rius, Lucian's father. He tried to tamed him but he's no ordinary beast. He's full of anger and hatred and agony. He never listened to anyone or anything.

Suddenly Mathew yanked from the ground and sent sailing through the air as the beast that had slain him shook his body free of its arm. The monster that had slain the soldier was no ordinary beast. It was their dark King and Ralta found himself face to face with it. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up, reacting to the primal fear that not even Ralta’s veteran hardness could completely overcome. The King of the beasts drew itself up to its full height, towering over Ralta, as he backed away from it. All his life, Ralta had trusted in whatever weapon he held in his hands. Now in this moment, the sword he clutched seemed a puny and powerless thing before t

What Liam didn’t know was that the King was mocking him. “I thought you disliked her. I can still remember how much you disagreed with your marriage to her, proclaiming your undying love to your dead Luna. And now here you are, pleading desperately to save her. Tell me, Willian, are you one of those people who believed in that stupied thing called love?” There was mockery in his voice. The King was seated in his throne, his pet, a wolf beast was lying beside the throne. The wolf beasts are the most scary animal in all of the realm. They were untamable, but the Lycan King was able to tame one.

I could feel their whispers like daggers at my back, their murmurs turning into a dull roar. "She’s insane." "She’ll die before the week’s out." "A mere omega with the beast king? What is she thinking?" Amira’s violet eyes widened in disbelief, her lips parting as if she couldn’t form the words to express her horror. Max, standing beside her, looked at me like I’d grown a second head. The once-confident sneer he wore now faltered, replaced by confusion. Even the Lycan king himself paused. Alaric, towering above everyone else at the foot of the staircase, stared at me with an expression I couldn’t decipher.

Her sweet scent whispered in the night air, faint but distinct, teasing my senses and pulling me in her direction like an invisible thread. My heart raced. She was on the other side of the park. Was she in her wolf form? Some omegas never shifted, but I’d heard of a few who did. The urge to change into my wolf and track her pumped through my veins. But a wolf roaming through the city wouldn’t go over well. I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals.

Many people had left Oasis Vale in recent years, and Ian had also informed them of Gideon's arrest. … Deep in a forest in Magaria, a beast-like roar was heard. Then, a burly man draped in furs charged toward the highest peak. He stood before the black palace built on it. It was Monty Braun, the King of Beasts. He'd been in many battles over the years. Not only did he have an army of eight million, but he also had over two million beasts under his command. In total, his army was ten million strong. "My lord!" his subjects roared.