Protect The Queen Novels & Stories

How we'd protect her, I have no idea but because she has always put this pack first, I know for a fact we'd defend her with our lives. As Ryan’s words echoed in the room, a sudden gust of wind rattled the windows, and a voice—soft and sinister—whispered through the air, “The Queen belongs to us.”

He wasn’t sure of anything anymore but- “No.” Adrian said automatically, shoving himself between the two women. “Don’t fucking touch her.” “How?!” She whispered with a frown. “How dare you still protect her?” “I don’t know who the fuck you made me see but it is not Freya.” The same woman who wouldn’t kill a Martoshi that was going to kill her because she felt pity for her? Impossible. The Queen was trying to manipulate him. She cackled. “You do not believe me. Will you take responsibility then when she brings the end of the worlds?”

we must do whatever we can to protect her. I will not lose her. I've waited so long to finally find her , I will share her with you all. Hopefully, no one else will come around, but she's something different special. Can you feel it since it ? I'm going to ask her mother Luna Lilly and Alpha Miles if we can take her to my castle if anything happens or I'll call for my people to come fight to protect their Queen because they will protect their Blood Queen at all costs we've waited so long for her they will cherish Jade .

When I did not reply, he stood up angrily, and added, “Let me narrate your titles to you – you Jayden Esperanza Whitaker La Gualias, are the first born princess of La Gualias clan and Whitaker clan. You are next in line for Africa and America in case Jared abdicates or is rendered incapable of ruling because of whatever reasons. You are mated to the sole male heir of Indian subcontinent, making you Alpha Queen of Shakti Clan. You are the brains behind enhanced security of entire Africa zone… do I even continue?” “I get it, I cannot go, and I need to be protected at all costs,” I spoke through gritted teeth. And at this dad’s rage rose so high that he rushed over to me and grabbed my shoulder

The ogres were lounging around nearby. The city looked the same as ever, the palace a pyramid of flowers, a cascade of colours rising from its centre. We had to get inside, fight off anyone trying to stop us, and get to the Queen before she killed us all. Even with our Visitors’ immunity to her spells, I was sure she had other ways to defend herself. “Evand. You’re as powerful as her, right?” He looked sheepish. It was difficult to tell if that meant he wasn’t as powerful, or he was still trying to get us to leave the Queen alone. Maybe both.

“I promise, nothing will happen to me. The goddess will protect me.” The King covered her hands with his own and nodded. “Alright. But remember, I can feel your emotions. If you’re in danger, react in a way that I will understand. And if you truly need me, call me through the mind-link. I will come immediately.” “I understand,” she said softly, then stepped back. Two guards stepped forward. The King’s face turned serious. “I know the forest is safe, but guard my queen with your life. Fail, and do not bother returning.”

"You asked them here, Your Grace." "Certain things are expected of a queen. They will be expected of you should you ever wed Joffrey. Best learn." The queen studied the wives, daughters, and mothers who filled the benches. "Of themselves the hens are nothing, but their cocks are important for one reason or another, and some may survive this battle. So it behooves me to give their women my protection. If my wretched dwarf of a brother should somehow manage to prevail, they will return to their husbands and fathers full of tales about how brave I was, how my courage inspired them and lifted their spirits, how I never doubted our victory even for a moment." "And if the castle should fall?"

"You asked them here, Your Grace." "Certain things are expected of a queen. They will be expected of you should you ever wed Joffrey. Best learn." The queen studied the wives, daughters, and mothers who filled the benches. "Of themselves the hens are nothing, but their cocks are important for one reason or another, and some may survive this battle. So it behooves me to give their women my protection. If my wretched dwarf of a brother should somehow manage to prevail, they will return to their husbands and fathers full of tales about how brave I was, how my courage inspired them and lifted their spirits, how I never doubted our victory even for a moment." "And if the castle should fall?"

Against all odds. But holding is not the same as winning. And eventually, they could not hold anymore. I turned the page. And found a portrait. Just a sketch, really. Pen and ink. Faded with age. A woman. She was not young in the portrait, but she was not old either. She was somewhere in between, in that particular place where a person stops looking like what they were and starts looking like what they are. Her hair was loose. Her expression was not afraid. Mira. Last Queen of the Witch Covens. Keeper of the High Flame. Killed in the forty-third year of the Crimson War by Aldric the Elder, great-great-grandfather of the current Alpha King.

“Yeah. After much discussion, we want to form three teams. Both arrive at the facilities, one from the north and the other from the south. Alec would take team one, I would take team two, and the queen would lead team three.” I hear General Ford raise his voice, saying, “Absolutely not. We can’t expose the queen or the heirs to the supreme throne to this kind of danger! This is out of the question!” I roll my eyes, annoyed, as Alec said, “Thank you, General, for your concern for my mate, but she will be fine. Team three is the royal pack defense. She won’t get out of here. She will ensure that all women and children are in the bunkers and will wait with the soldiers, because it is an invalua