Queen Of Chaos Amelia Hutchins Novels & Stories

My hands hanging on a rope biting into my skin, my legs chained to the floor, having me bondaged in the air. The door creaked open and my gaze rushes to see a familiar face walk in. It was the Queen. She was dressed in a black dress, her hair wrapped in a tight ponytail as she walked into the room and shut the door with an ear deafening sound. “Talitha the daughter of a whore your mother used to dance around seducing multiple men and her daughter picked her trick. You learned good from her and it paid off because who would have thought you would get the Alpha so easily by poisoning his meal?”

“They are in danger. Melody is pregnant, you know.” “Hey.” Our heads snapped to the right when Mavros walked in. He glanced at Hannah for a brief second, and when he looked at Azura, he gave a nod. “What’s the problem?” his question was directed at me. Without answering, I walked out of the living room. I was pissed. I was confused. I was scared. No. I was an Alpha. No ordinary Alpha at that. Valeria Claire Romero was an Alpha Queen. A tough one who feared nothing. Warm air slapped me as soon as I stepped out of the house, forcing my hair to block my vision. I flung it over my shoulder and lifted my eyes to the sky. I needed to do something this morning if I wanted to get Zariya off my mind.

THREE MONTHS LATER Amelia's Pov My eyelids fluttered opens and I managed to stare around. My vision blurry and everything around me so hard to understand. I saw the blurry silhouette of a lady just a few steps away. Her back turn and her hands busy with somethings. I managed to shake off the fatigue that has been bothering me and I look around. I'm in a lab and I'm laying on my back, on a metallic bed. I know my name. I'm Amelia Chester, the only biological daughter of ruler chester of Merry pack.

Then she smiled beatifically and responded, “Very well, Your Majesty. And… you?” “Oh, too well, if you ask me. Must be something in the air,” she winked at the maid, who nodded as her smile increased even more, enveloping her oval face. “Where is he, Miss…?” “Amelia, my Queen. I am Amelia Armstrong. The Alpha just recently gave me this job. He is currently at the pack house,” she responded. “Alright then. Carry on, Amelia. I will catch you later.” “Yes, Your Majesty,” the maid responded as Athena headed outside, where her men were waiting for her.

They walked further into the building to the space that was specially created for holding outsiders or rogues. Waiting at the front of the questioning room was Emma’s third-in-command, her Gamma who went by the name Chloe Riggs. She was a tall lady with shoulder length auburn hair, hazel eyes with gold flecks and a devotional spirit to work. She was Emma’s other best friend. But in work like they were in now, she was the Gamma. “How’s our hostage holding up?” Emma asked wearing the pair of gloves that Lincoln handed her in case things got ugly with their prisoner.

But they'd forgotten what it felt like to stretch in a smile. Her name was Jerika Krester - the powerful Alpha Queen that was a terror to many.

“However, the news of them will also get to her enemies, those who killed her. And they will both be in danger” I nodded. He was of course right. “Valor, I want our most trusted people on this” He nodded. “I will personally ensure it”, he said leaving. “Bring Amelia” I said. He stopped and I can see that he was hesitating. “My King??? Amelia?” “You heard me, Valor!!!!!!” Amelia was the one of the most ancient Elf warriors. Her thirst for blood would rival that of a demon, yet she had many more talents on her disposal, and very little patience. “She cannot be controlled”, Valor says.

Bishop yelled out, his eyes locked on Amelia as she struggled with the lycans holding her. "Silence!" Henry barked in annoyance. Utter silence descended and he turned his attention back to Victoria. "You do know the consequences if I discover you're lying." He growled at her. "You will be killed." "I am speaking the truth Supreme Alpha." Victoria said. "Amelia stole the dragon eggs because she has a plan, a plan that includes destroying Ashidore." The mention of the lycan kingdom snagged his attention and he leaned forward, pinning her under his golden glare.

Amelia asked with a smirk, knowing her hands were very close to her heart. "Nothing?" She raised her brows at her as she kept gasping, blood dripping out of her mouth. "Time to say hello to Hades." Amelia smirked harder and grabbed her heart, pulling out of her chest. And held it really tight, squeezing it into nothing as Hagatha fell to the ground, placing her hands over her bloody chest. Amelia turned quickly, running back to the cars with superhuman speed. She grabbed the Jerry can of petrol and a box of match sticks. She ran back to the witch and opened the keg pouring the petrol in a circle around her. Then pour the remaining content on her body. With a smirk and repeated heavy breaths,

“Tell me at once!” “Did he sleep with you?” Zaila asked in a very low voice, out of fear mixed with embarrassment. She continued to comb her hair. Mortified and scarlet till her ears, Amelia bit her lip. She didn’t look into Zaila’s eyes after that and Zaila braided her thick golden in a loose pleat that swung over her shoulders and then to the front over her chest. She wreathed in a few exquisite pink pearls in them. If Amelia was just a commoner a few days back, she was Xikoth’s queen and Queen of Xomor, the kingdom of hell. She looked mesmerizing.