Romans & histoires The Apocalyptic Queen's Werewolf Journey

After breakfast, Darina reported for her training, and the queen greeted her with a bitter smile, ready to humiliate her. "My dear, I see Royal etiquette has already overwhelmed you since you’ve started dining only at the pack house." "Not at all, Your Majesty. I simply want to understand the pack better." "Very well," the queen said through gritted teeth. "Surely you didn’t manage to read all the books I sent you." "I read them all." "Great," the queen said, clearly surprised but unconvinced. "Then I hope you don’t mind a little quiz. What was the name of the first werewolf queen?" "Gaia."

I whispered, the name tasting like cold iron. From the black-emerald light of the Ziggurat, a new figure stepped out—not a goddess, and not a bureaucrat, but a woman with fur like a black hole and eyes of absolute, carnal emerald, her claws dripping with the blood of the First Alpha she had just executed for the second time. "Welcome to the End of the Myth, Darlene," the Wolf-Queen growled, her voice a perfect mirror of my own prehistoric hunger. "It’s time to find out if the 'Queen' can survive the Woman who first taught the Alpha how to Bleed."

She struggled to breathe. "LUNA! Stop it! We have to go find the baby before Liam gets angry," a wolf man stopped the brutal act Luna had done to Allea. "This woman must die. Do you know what? Liam dumped me in favour of this human. Soon, I'll have to become queen. I will marry Liam. Of course, after this human dies." Luna couldn't control herself because of her emotions. She attacked Allea, tearing her body apart. Until Allea finally gave up on her life.

“Then we won’t wait for them to strike. We’ll meet them head-on. You’ll coordinate with me. I’ll give the orders. You execute with precision. The pack follows. That’s how we survive. Selene nodded though her mind flicked briefly to the shadows beyond the trees Veyra, always watching, always calculating. She could feel her prescence. A sudden rustle broke through the quiet. Damien’s stance shifted instantly. “Form up! Protect the pack!” The wolves snapped into position, teeth glinting, claws dug into the earth. Selene moved to flank the younger wolves, her energy rippling faintly as she positioned herself to shield them. The first wave came without warning: rogues leapt from the underbrush, a

This beautiful scene could make anyone who saw it would be astounded. Alice hugged the soft pillow, rested her head on it, and silently looked at the bright moonlight. The job of the Marquise was to manage the operations of the Royal Central Army, responsible for ensuring the security of the palace, and also to advise on countermeasures and supported strategies for soldiers on the battlefield. Alice was the only daughter of the Marquise, but currently has no understanding of her family's field and business. This was the first thing she needed to change, because in the past, after her mother's accident, more than half of the power to run the army would fall into the hands of Sirent Weaver, he

"If you get carried away again and let this happen, I will have no other choice but to terminate the mission and send someone else who can do it better." Anne's eyes widened at the threat. The queen nodded, staring directly into her eyes, and Anne's eyes returned to normal. She shook her head slowly. "Mother, please... You don't need to send another mermaid to Earth to do this. I can handle it," Anne pleaded. The queen took a deep breath, her anger still evident. "I will say this again: the werewolves are not your enemies. Stay a million kilometers away from Yvonne Brooks, or..." The queen's voice trailed off, her rage palpable.

As her eyes opened, the crowd below, tiny as ants from her height, stirred with unease. "Your Majesty!" Voices echoed respectfully through the vast hall. Among the three werewolf progenitors, Ragnar had been the first to awaken. Now, another dark progenitor has appeared. As for the last one, the strongest of the three werewolf progenitors had already been annihilated. He had refused the Vampire Queen's summons and even cursed her, claiming she had no right to command a noble werewolf progenitor like him. Thus, the Vampire Queen had personally acted. She ended his life and absorbed his power completely, strengthening herself even further.

The werewolf appears before herand kneels. “Get me Amarok. Immediately.” She says, going to rummagethrough a small chest on her bed. “Yes, my queen.” The servant replies and hurries out of the room. Ever since her coming out as Lowes' love interest, a key to Lowes'defeating Conri and gaining control of the all his communities, allthe werewolves have referred to her as 'their queen' or 'QueenRudina'. This was Lowes Order and failure to follow it would meanyour untimely death.

“Are you mad? On the day of blood moon every wolf is bound to be weakened, going to war is like going to death. No I refuse to go to a loosing battle.” She laughed then smiled while looking at me like I was a fool. “Wolf we get weakened, not you guys. Not only you won't weakened but you won't get hurt either and you guys will be stronger than ever.” Ooh now I understand what a witch. I can't believe the time is finally here for me to claim all I have ever wanted. The Queen of Wolves would finally understand that power alone could not save her from darkness.