Queen Of Chaos Amelia Hutchins Novels & Stories

Somewhere out there, Amelia was tucking a child into bed, laughing over dinner, living a life she was never meant to have. And Ethan Liam— A man I had never crossed paths with directly—had unknowingly stepped into my chessboard. “You should know,” Lisa added carefully, “she didn’t look afraid.” I laughed softly, humorless. “Amelia was never afraid.” That had always been her most dangerous trait. “She’s building something,” Lisa said. “Whatever this is—it’s not temporary.” I turned back to her, my expression hardening. “Then we dismantle it slowly.” “Mother—”

She wasn’t aware that he possessed such commendable strength! But looking at his anger filled eyes, she knew it wasn’t the time to show admiration. “You come to me when you want to and cast me aside when you are done. When did you think that the reins were in your hand?” Kieth spoke hoarsely as he kept walking toward her. Each step was measured. Amelia abandoned all her thoughts and focused on cutting the rope like Alpha pressure. But someone was quicker than her. As soon as she got rid of the pressure, chain like hands gripped her tight. A muffled groan escaped from her lips. And she began to struggle frantically.

Her body shook as that picture of broken and desperate Amelia she had seen earlier played in her mind like a love song. In all her life as Psychiatrist, Brenda had never seen anyone who yearned to die this much as Amelia Rose, It was something she couldn’t just push out of Amelia’s mind, she thought if this woman talked about her life and problems then she would let go and seriously Brenda thought it was going well when she accepted chemotherapy but now she wasn’t sure any more.

Helga also had no idea about the plan but compared to Amelia, she was already it due to her being a long time servant of Damian. “I know, for now, let us avoid angering the young madam even further,” Alfred said to which Helga agreed. She ended the call after a few more minutes before she sat down on the chair in the kitchen. ‘I better prepare the young madam’s snacks’ Helga thought before standing up again. Amelia stayed in her bedroom with a sour look on her face. ‘Remembering it just makes me even madder’ she thought. She stood up and left her room to go to the library to read some novels, hoping that it’ll brighten her mood.

She didn’t flinch. Then the guards grabbed my arms. “No—no, please, she’s pregnant! The child is innocent!” Liora’s voice cracked through the room as she rushed forward, her hands grabbing at mine. “Enough!” Ysara snapped. “The father is not. He is the Alpha of Obsidian—the man who has murdered our kind. You expect us to shelter his seed?” Liora dropped to her knees, hugging me tightly as they tried to pull me away. “Please, Mama, please… Selene is not a traitor. She didn’t know. She’s just a girl—”

"You dare not lay a hand on me. I am the Alpha's mother." "No, you are not. I am going to find out every other thing you are up to. And you better pray that you are truly not responsible for spreading the rumor, because I will truly pity you then." With a gesture from me, they grabbed her. Amelia looked like she was trying to bore holes into my body with her eyes, her face red with anger as she thrashed against their hold. The Omegas around, though aware, blissfully pretended to be ignorant of what was going on.

'Stronger than any Queen before her. "She already is," I replied, affection warming my voice. For three decades, I had ruled alone, believing that was my destiny. Wolves had thrown their daughters at me, hoping to secure the position of Luna, but none had stirred even a flicker of interest from Ares. Then came Amelia—fierce despite her circumstances, proud despite her servitude. In a month, she had transformed from servant to Queen, adapting to each challenge with a grace and determination that still left me in awe.

Cassius snapped. “I expect obedience,” I growled, stepping toward him. I am here to enforce the Alpha King’s command.” Cassius’s mouth tightened. “You have no authority here.” “That’s where you are mistaken, Cassius,” I said firmly. “I am Princess Amelia of Silverclaw, the daughter of the Alpha King. Seeing me is as if you’re seeing the Alpha King himself.” “Whatever my son has done, it has nothing to do with me or Moonvale. You can leave,” Cassius stated in an attempt to control the situation. I wasn’t going to let him, not this time.

"Does it matter? I'll be staying here for a while as Terry asked, and I'd leave immediately I get my Job done." Watching her walk away was the best peace I ever had, and I wanted to bring Amelia close to me, I wanted to embrace her and feel her body next to mine. But I can't, I can't have her now or things will go wrong. Everyone knew Keila was going to be my Luna, and she ended up dead, maybe Ethan's right, I can't make her my Luna yet, Amelia has to train secretly. Her words sometimes stings and I was so sure she had so much inside of her than she's revealing.

I said, my voice cold and detached. "He deserves a bury at least. She might not be on your good side, but that man was her father," she said, concern laced in her voice. "A burial for a traitor? A burial for a man who ordered the woman I once called mother killed while I was away." Amelia's eyes widened, absorbing the gravity of the situation. The witch who had protected me all her life, Hecate. Her life had been taken on Alpha Wade's order secretly disguising it as an attack.