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For one last time, I sealed his lips with mine and told him the second time, “I love you." Just like what my mother had told me countless times when I was still young, I did find joy in this mission of a lifetime... this mission to mold and train these ten girls who shall become the best version of themselves. With my crown as a queen being snatched away from me, it was a bitter memory that I loathed to remember. But now, after metting the ten girls, I was grateful that it happened because it led to where I was now. As I walked away from King Lawson, I heard him ask, "Y-You still did not answer me... when will you return?"

He kissed her hand and checked the ring that she was wearing. “This is the best ring and the most expensive one.” “Hmm, it suits your hand.” “Sure, it does.” “But you’ll have to wear our wedding ring heirloom and engagement on our wedding day.” “Yes,” She sighed as she reached her tummy. “I’m starving.” “Smile. Even though you are starving.” The door opens as their presence has been announced. Her title was Crown Princess while Dominick was the King. They bowed at their entrance as they finally went to their stage.

" There's no one else more deserving of this crown, hola. Rule alongside my son and keep him humble. I nod, my own eyes teary as she places the crown on my head. My crown was designed with my name intricately woven into the diamond stones emblem, rose gold framing that is molded to look like wild vines adorned with more diamonds. It's sparkly, has my favorite flower design, and fits like a glove. I see the archer's father place the golden crown atop his head and he turns to me smiling. He takes my hand and we walk to the edge of the balcony and look upon our proud people. I turn to look at him and laugh," We did it. " That we did goddess, that we did. " I love you. " I love you more, hola. I

She told me. “I'm telling the truth!!, I don’t know where it is!!, please!.” I cried. “Make her talk!.” She said and walked out. “Where is the crown?!.” I heard someone else say. “Please!!. Please I don’t know where it is!!, ask my father!. He said ``till I get married I wouldn’t be given the tiara!.” I said. “Hmm!.” The woman murmured. “Please I am telling the truth!!.” I said with pleading eyes.

He said, holding the point to her stomach, and my eyes narrowed as she held her breath. “Even if you wear the crown, you will never be the king.” She whispered, before closing her eyes, accepting her fate. I braced myself, my legs tensing as I prepared to launch over the crown to rip his throat out, but skid to a stop instead as Cain’s eyes widened and he stumbled away, dropping the dagger at her feet. The side of his face was turning black, the skin melting off as the curse spread across his body. His scream would have been music to my ears if it weren’t from being touched by the crown, the very crown my soulmate had pulled off the High King’s head with her bare hand.

I met him from behind the screen and told him everything directly, then asked, "My half-sister has already taken my place and married the Crown Prince. I'm willing to fulfill the peace alliance. Does the King's promise still stand?" A trace of surprise flickered in his eyes. He said, "The sons of the northern plains never care about such things. It's only unfortunate for you, Miss. If you're willing to board the carriage, my father the King will treat you like a proper consort." "That's good then." I removed the pendant from my waist and handed it to him. "However, before we depart, I need Your Highness to help me with something." In the palace's great hall, the Crown Prince and Cordelia had

My crown. She walked into my palace like she belonged there, holding a crown that should never have touched her head. And somehow she turned my supposed groom into a loyal dog trailing after her like she was his whole world. If I had known back then… when she was scrubbing the dirt off my back in the bathhouse… I swear I would’ve reached behind me and strangled her with my own hands. I would’ve shoved her head under the bathwater and held it there. Held it there until the strange silver shine in her eyes went dark.

Of closure. When I finally pulled back, I wiped my face and took his hand. "Yes," I said. "Let's go eat." We walked away together. Hand in hand. Behind us, I knew Damian was still standing there. Watching. But I didn't look back. Damian Blackwood had been my first love. My first heartbreak. My first lesson in what I would never accept again. Sebastian Stone was my last. And I, Aurora Vance, daughter of the Alpha Prime and heir to the throne of the North, had never been more certain of anything in my life.

Who was she to laugh at that? Malric and I had a wonderful time last night. It was possibly the best date I had ever been on, and waking up in his arms this morning had brought me a happiness I had never felt before. “She is nothing to Malric. He told me himself. He doesn’t want her. She was brought here for one purpose… to breed. He is just too chivalrous. He won’t do it unless she is willing.” She said, and I reached out instinctively to grab the wall beside me as the world around me began to tilt and a shot of pain tore through my chest as the words echoed in my mind.

The Silver Moon Pack has a tradition. Every female wolf about to have her bonding ceremony receives a flower crown woven from Moonshadow flowers. These flowers only bloom near the Moon Goddess statue and must be handpicked by family members. It represents the Goddess's blessing and the family's love. My twin sister, Stella, and I share the same birthday. But our older brother, Blake, only brought back one crown. It was intricate and gorgeous. Stella squealed in delight. Our mother, Eleanor, affectionately stroked Stella’s hair, telling her she would always be her shining pearl. Our father, Richard, added sternly that if Stella’s future mate ever bullied her, he would make him pay. No one tho