Queen Reika Battle Cats Novels & Stories

I may have given in to the temptation, but a sudden burst of scream in my head forced me push him back. ‘Holy shit! Jay! Is that really you?’ It was Rhea, and she was shrieking in my head. Rhea was one of the decent girls in our pack, and the ones I trained with. She was actually good and kind of like my friend and one of the only few people who called me ‘Jay’ and not princess. And also, she, unlike others, was one of those who did not try to woe my mate…

She struggles against my grip, but I don't let go. "I'm siding with Kaine on this one, the rule is that if you're not on the list, you are not allowed in the ring and guess what? You're not on the list," I tell her. Her head whips around and she glares at me furiously. "Mom's not on the list and she's allowed to fight in the ring," she growls. "That's because I'm the Dragon Queen. And I can control my temper." I freeze and so do Maia and Kaine.

" See, aunt!" " I thought I told you kids to stop fighting. What exactly is making you all fight?" Erica shouted. " Aunt," that was Moria, the sharp mouthed girl that didn't seem to care. " It's Keiya. I don't know what she always feels like because she's a princess. Just tell her to leave my doll alone else I'm really going to get her injured." She spoke with a serious look and Erica glared hard at their maids who were looking quite scared and frustrated.

Each one has a different baby mama, but they are loved, we are loved. The four challengers take their places and Mia stands. “You all agree to the rules?” She shouts. “Yes, My Queen,” is the return. “You all agree to fight to the death?” “Yes, My Queen.” “FIGHT!” If I were Jeremiah, I would shift and run around. Foxes can’t out strength a cat, but they can out last them. And for Jeremiah and Lucy, that might be their only way to win. Too bad Jeremiah is an idiot with very little combat training. He attacks Theodore, who grabs Jeremiah by the neck and slams him into the mat. Anna lets loose her claw and slashes Lucy’s belly.

"Who are you?" “Freya" “My mate," Ragnar added and my chest tightened. I didn't know if I was ready to claim the bond yet. Sera turned to look at her brother with an expression I couldn't read. Then she looked back at me. “Is it true?" "Yes” She exhaled. Then she looked at me. I was suddenly too aware of the clothes I was putting on, my rumpled coat, the pine needles that were still caught in my hair and her expression hardened.

Most of it was campaign noise, which I could handle when I got home, but an email flagged urgent from my Beta piqued my interest. I opened it, read it twice, and cursed under my breath, scrubbing one hand over my face. Apparently, in the span of a single day, the Alpha Council had pushed a policy change—effective immediately, no Alpha could run for Alpha King without a Luna at his side. A King needed a queen, they had decided. Stability. A united front. The packs wanted a family in the seat, not a bachelor. Underneath, the Council had attached a list of eligible bachelorette from the right bloodlines. I would have scrolled away ignoring it entirely, had my Beta not tacked a final message ont

Chapter 17: The Battle for Power The night sky was a canvas of ominous clouds and distant lightning as Rayka and Sylvester prepared for the battle that would determine the fate of their packs. The air was charged with tension, and the eerie silence before the storm seemed to echo the uncertainty that loomed over them. Their forces were arrayed, and the battlefield was set. The confrontation with Natalia, Sylvester’s father, and their allies was about to begin.

In retaliation, I struck back, leaving a deep gash on her ear. Time and time again, I defended myself against her relentless attacks, utilizing my razor-sharp teeth and claws. "Curse you, you wretched creature!" she screamed, her fury intensifying. Frustrated by her inability to reach me as she desired, Rhea's anger grew uncontrollable. She became a force of pure aggression, disregarding all else as she mercilessly attacked. Biting and clawing, we engaged in a savage battle, our ferocity spreading like wildfire.

I wish I could take a picture… my arm moves, and I instantly push the thought away. Fuck. I almost fucked up, this prosthetic follows my thoughts instantly. “And you know yours. You may soon be his queen, but I am the Asheton Queen, a queen who does not need a king to hold this title.” Kataleya’s brilliant pink eyes burn into Rhea’s as her power swirls around us. You are indeed… the moment I felt that power around her when I left her, I heard one of her family members say it, confirming it… one of the four chosen rulers who will come into power before the battle that is to come.

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.