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awe there's it is" and I see it and my heart does a flip. Ashely giggles, "I love peanut butter, but never a big fan of peanuts until this very second." I can't help the laugh that comes out, "it does look like a peanut." As we walk out surrounded by Royal guards to our waiting car, Ashley voice comes out a bit stornger than normal, "when we get back to our kingdom, we need to move forward with our plans for the raising of all the pups." I cock a brow at her, "of course, but only for those who want the change, it's there decision after all."

I whisper, Ash grins as he replies, “A King cannot go wear without a Queen to come home to, baby; one day won't hurt us. Besides, besides, we have an army of thousands; they won't miss five of us for a day. I giggle. “No, but they might miss three of us and two Dragons!” “Tough” Ash replies, “I won't be going to any war until I have my Queen by my side.” Authors note Thanks for reading. Please spare a gem if you can, or maybe leave a comment or review; I hope you're enjoying the story so far, Love and Light Ellen XX

On the other hand, in the slithering forest trail of Selestine, Asha leaned back against a cool and large rock to wipe away the heat from her continuous five hours of walking under the noon sun. She has already passed by the inner territory of the Artemia kingdom, and entered the outer border territory which will lead her to a wild territory that is not under the scope of the four kingdoms, and it will take her a month or so to arrive in the end of the forest trail that is directly connected to the north king mountain. The tiring journey slimmed down Asha’s already thin body, but she is still lucky enough to be rid of the encounters of wild animals which will surely exhaust her strength.

After I'm done relaying all the events, he speaks. "I see," he sits up. "The question to your answer, Haven, is no." "W-what? What do you mean 'no?'" "Your father, Ash, is not dead. He is still alive." "B-but..how can that be?" I say in a small shocked whisper. "Lycan King Ash was ambushed and betrayed by his friends exactly as it is in your vision and.." He opens his drawer and pulls out a book, it's yellowish-gold cover colour looking a bit weared off. "In this book."

And who was the other half stuck with? “Who’s the other idiot?” she asked, her voice tight, like it might snap. Roman’s mouth quirked, not quite grinning. “That’d be me.” It landed like a fist to her gut. She stared at him—this smooth-talking climber who’d kissed Dorian’s boots while she’d scraped by on cheap noodles and cheaper dreams. Fury flared, hot and ugly, but before she could tell him to choke on it, a black Rolls-Royce purred up the path, sleek as sin. The window rolled down, and there she was—Vivienne Ashford, Dorian’s widow, Sienna’s stepmother, blonde hair piled up like royalty, wrapped in fur despite the wet.

I came around to stand in front of him, my hands coming up to cup his handsome, tired face. “You will not rule like they did,” I said, my voice firm and full of a love so powerful I knew it could chase away any ghost. “You will not rule through fear and secrets. You will rule with honor. You will build something new from the ashes.” I looked into his beautiful, tormented golden eyes. “A kingdom of ashes can still have a heart, Alessandro. You are its heart.”

Idaliah flashed her a tearful smile, closed her eyes and bowed her head with her right hand on her chest. Speechless, Adeline stood up, but she only stood there, her hands shaking and chest burning as the chains shook with kneels after kneels that followed when Idaliah herself kneeled. She absentmindedly looked around and found fifty hearts offered and fifty heads lowered for her. "Alpha."

I could hear everyone's voices hitch in their throat and Asiya tried to save me. "It's quite hot out today isn't it, your Highness you must be hot in all that metal." There was no response except one. "She's a witch!" I closed my eyes in defeat as everyone began to talk over each other. "So the rumors are true?" "Burn her at the stake!" "How dare the king puts us in her hands!" "She will kill us all." "I'm not listening to a witch."

"I’ll contact you again with the details. And Fabian—don’t mess this up. We have a lot of plans ahead of us, so we can't blow this." “Sure, bye,” he said and hung up the call. As soon as the line disconnected, I could feel my wolf itching to break something. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. The clock was ticking, and I couldn’t afford any more setbacks. Ashley thought she was clever, but she had no idea what I was capable of. By the time she realized what was happening, it would be too late. This kingdom was still mine. --- **ASHLEY'S POV**

Once he was done, Asher sighed deeply, feeling an excitement boil in his chest, as he couldn't wait to welcome his son home. Asher's eyes looked out the nursery's window. The sun had begun setting in the west, and in the east, the full, grey moon began rising above the clouds. Standing at the second story of his mansion, Asher could see over the pine trees of the forest that bordered the east end of his pack grounds. He approached the window and looked out onto the world before him. Birds could be heard singing their last tunes for the day. Asher looked down on the village area below him. The children were being called in by their mothers as the evening began settling its dark shade in the s