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I said threw gritted teeth. “Again, revenge for what?!” Alpha Nik boomed pressing his Alpha command out. It wasn’t until just now that I realized that Derek had stepped out into the hall, and I heard him on his phone. “This bitch got everything and we got nothing! We don’t even have mates yet and she gets a mate and get’s to become a fuckin Queen?! It’s bullshit!” Ella answered.

Demetria could not sleep. The thoughts of her soon demise were invading her mind, and the girl was shifting in her bed. It was clear her father would kill her as soon as he discovered her dragon's actual color. He will kill her on the spot as she is a threat to him. ~ Maybe he doesn't know. ~ Elema tried to cheer her up, but the girl only shook her head and laughed coldly.

An invasion of the mind was common to wolves, telepathic links were what bound packs together but the Mente Compartida was a much more dangerous ritual. She looked to her father and nodded her head, he nodded back in understanding before turning. She faced the Alpha’s, equal looks of anger and fear in their eyes at the forgotten challenge. She ignored them and turned back to the male who kneeled before her. “I have shown you mercy. More than your father ever gave to my people,” She said to him. He met her eyes and sucked in a breath as their gazes connected. Silver and sapphire blue. Her beast locked tightly away under her skin, pushed to the back of her mind. She walked past him and let her

she replies. The Queen watches her in the mirror, her expression thoughtful but proud. “You will be ready when the time comes,” she says calmly. Outside, the footsteps return. Closer this time. Heavier. Not hurried in joy, but driven by urgency. A murmur rises in the corridor. Low voices. Sharp whispers. Still, inside the chamber, no one pays attention. “Bring the jewels,” the Queen orders. A servant rushes forward with a small carved box, placing it carefully on the nearby table. The lid opens to reveal rows of glittering pieces, gold and gemstones catching the morning light.

Like a dog, she thought to herself but when Hegi pulled the chair out and she made to sit until a sharp voice from the door halted her. "You will not sully the queen's seat with your filthiness." All eyes in the hall turned to the presence at the door. Mare remembered her from the painting she had stopped to stare at on the day of the Dragon's birth celebration, the day when her troubles truly began. It was the princess of Arlankis and her golden hair, much like the prince's was pulled back. Hers was twisted into a series of complicated braids, short tendrils of unruly hair framed a perfectly boned face. Her eyes, like the rest of the family, were an icy blue that spoke volumes of her hatred

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.

She was beginning to like Orea and she knew Orea had no choice but to play along. “Even Orea had to play along,” the evil queen nodded: “Now slave— bow down before your sovereign queen, very soon the people of earth, your people— will be slaves also, just like you!” “Well, lucky me— Willy warned me about you b**ch— that you’re a fake,” Eureka yelled back. “By the way the real gimmick is the ruby itself,” Eureka pointed at the ruby in the queen’s hand. The Succubus queen was startled; the ruby was no longer red it was now blue in colour!

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What is this? ‘Did I have to wake up to see such shameless things in the morning?’ ‘Oh, my eyes! Such promiscuous behavior is making my eyes go blind.’ ‘Another scandal, Geez. Are these people trying to be celebrities?’ ‘Even third-grade actresses who get their roles by sleeping around are purer than her. What a hypocritical bitch!’ ‘I declare myself a hater. I can’t believe I took her as my goddess.’ ‘I waited with bated breath for the experts to say these pictures were fake. But got slapped in the face instead.’