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YOU SEEM THE MOST SENSIBLE OUT OF ALL OF THESE JOKERS. I_pooped WOW, IS JOKER THE NEW TERM FOR PEASANT? Will_the_devil CHLOE, ARE YOU LISTENING? YOU DON'T BELONG HERE. DON'T COME HERE. Cereal_killer ARE YOU SERIOUS, DUDE?! Will_the_devil I AM JUST STATING THE HARSH TRUTH. YOU WILL UNDERSTAND WHEN YOU FACE THE QUEEN. I_pooped I HAVE JUST ONE THING TO SAY TO YOU. AS A MATTER OF FACT, IT'S REALLY SAD THAT YOU HAVE TO CALL YOUR OWN MOTHER 'THE QUEEN'

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.

I put forth my hand and he shook it. "I'm molly. "Just Molly?". "My bad" I tapped my head. Why am l so flustered? "I'm molly Smith." "Oh My God!". Dave exclaimed, scaring me. "You're Molly smith? The same Famous queen?". Dave covered his mouth with his hand. "You're the worldwide sweetheart?". "Yeah." I stated proudly. Though I usually go out to such places in disguise but for some reason, I didn't feel the need to hide from this one.

She hummed, "You are right. The silence returned, but this time it was comfortable, we didn't need words to understand each other. We had Moana, pizza, and a night of silliness we would never forget. With a smile, I turned my head towards Vanessa, our eyes meeting under the soft blue light. "Ready for prom night, mermaid queen?" "Ready, emerald princess," she replied, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "Just let me finish this song first, one last time." With Moana's "How Far I'll Go" blasting in the background, we drifted off to sleep, filled with laughter, and the giddiness of tomorrow.

But I couldn’t just let this stand. *You’re not everyone. We’re not just anyone. Like you said, everyone has always pushed you around. Trixie you … YOU are going to be a Queen very soon. Show them a Queen,* Mila said, encouraging me. “Sounds good,” I said to the Queen, but not elaborating further. I gave her my best smile. She looked … confused. Good.

Gasps rippled across the room. She turned slowly. “I offer my voice to the packs. Not as a figurehead. Not as a mate. But as a leader. One who knows what it means to suffer. One who will not let the next generation of omegas grow up believing they must hide, bow, or break.” She looked directly at the Alpha Council. “Let the old rules tremble. Because I am not your tradition.” Lucien rose, his voice calm and final. “I support her claim. As my consort. As my future queen.”

Too late. A sharp grip closed around my wrist, yanking me backward. I gasped, spinning around to see Molly standing there, eyes burning with fury. “Found something interesting, did you?” she hissed. My heart pounded. “You were spying on Lucas.” She smirked, her grip tightening. “And you were snooping where you shouldn’t be. That makes us even.” I yanked my arm free. “What’s your endgame, Molly? Why are you digging into Lucas’s life?” She leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper. “Because, sweetheart… Lucas is sitting on a throne that doesn’t belong to him. And when the truth comes out, you and your precious son won’t be a part of it.”

As long as their little princess was happy, what was there to object to? The days ahead were still long.

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"He's an important man in the council. And I'm nobody. My family cast me out when he rejected me. I have no standing." "That doesn't matter. The King—" "Pack law says women can't seek audience with the King unless accompanied by a male relative." Molly's smile was bitter. "My parents are dead. My brothers won't speak to me. I have no one." Gianna set her drink down. "I'm a Luna. I can speak to the King on your behalf." Molly looked at her with something close to hope. "You would do that?" "Yes. What he did to you is wrong. He needs to take responsibility for his child."