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"Your Majesty—something is wrong. Her Grace's body is gone." Silence struck the room. Then Mira stumbled through the threshold. "Your Majesty, hear me! Even if you mean to kill me—Aya faked her death!" She raised a ring. Elia Rowan's insignia. He had fallen from a cliff while leading my escape. No body had ever been found. "They discovered this near the abandoned fortress. Someone saw Elia Rowan slipping into the Capital. The one inside the coffin isn't Aya. They planned it long ago—staged her death and fled together. Even the funeral was a performance meant for you."

I stared at him for a second, then took it slowly, already annoyed because if this was another attempt at convincing me of this nonsense, I was about to lose whatever patience I had left. Then I looked at the screen. And just like that, everything in my head went completely still. The headline was bold. Too bold and looks too real. Alexandra Fisher Hale the queen of the business world is pregnant and to be married to Jacob Grey. I blinked. Once. Twice. Then I looked up at Dada. “What the actual fuck?” The words came out before I could even stop them, because at this point, manners were the least of my concerns. Because what?

But for their precious Livia, they swallowed their pride and uttered, “Yes, my Queen.” “YOU’RE NOT THE QUEEN! I AM! I AM!” Kelissa’s fear evaporated, replaced with anger when even her own uncle and aunt addressed the scum of a wolf by that title, HER title! Apart from Kelissa’s own crew, everyone growled at her, Greg being one of the loudest and most barbaric. Lucianne scoffed as she turned to face the heiress, and asked with an arrogant smirk, “Are you?” Kelissa then spat, “You will never wear the Crown! You will never be Queen! I will NEVER kneel before you! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO WILL KNEEL BEFORE ME!”

My whole body tenses when I take the crown, heart pounding wildly in my chest. “We’ve gone through the rules, we’ve gone through every procedure and now it’s time for your king to crown his queen,” Gaza’s shrill voice rings out. “All rise!” The crowd rises, a massive sea of bodies. “Your Majesty, the King, Alpha Cassian Vale,” he pauses, “please, crown your queen.” Lysandra faces me, my throat closes and I will my hands not to tremble. “You can smile a little, Cassian,” she taunts in a whisper.

She knew exactly where this came from; the king… Not wasting a moment, she ripped into and scanned the inner contents. It was one card with the same gold fancy lettering and the king's crown stamped on top in blood of course. The further she read on the angrier she became. By the end she ripped the card apart in hundreds of little pieces in a rage filled fit. "What's the matter? What'd it say?" Kellan asked concern etching his handsome face. Cassandra shot up from the bed and began pacing the soft white carpet.

She was with Dianna and Celina, she took a seat and started filling her plates with food, and began to eat. Celina is holding a book, she is such a freaking nerd. She discovered that the normal people work in the city, they could be doctors or work in the city capital as royal employees. Most of the students with power are trained to fight for the empire, after they graduate they can be one of the Knights who go to war. "So how is your first day of selection?" Dianna asks Katara. "It was boring, we discussed history," Katara responded. "I see, have you already talked to the crown prince?" Dianna asks, Katara thinks and shakes her head. She didn't want to say that she talked to her m already

I was the famously sickly daughter of a great general. A cold breeze could make me cough blood. Unfortunately, I also had echopraxia, which made me compulsively imitative. Whatever I saw, I copied, and nobody could stop me. When I was three, one of my father's mistresses staged a hanging to win his attention. I thought it looked interesting, looped a sash around my own neck, and copied her. By the time a maid found me, my eyes had already rolled back. The physician forced three bowls of restorative down me through the night before he got me back. When I was five, my half sister threw herself on the floor screaming for candy. I copied her and stayed unconscious for seven whole days. My fa

"Joanna, you make me sick. I can't believe how fast you crawled into the Don’s bed." "You hypocritical bitch! You claimed to love me, but you were probably seducing Sebastian behind my back the whole time, weren't you?" "That slap I gave you was too light. A treacherous slut like you deserves to be consigned to the silt at the bottom of the Hudson!" The vile curses poured out of him like sewage, every word designed to strip me of my worth. Seeing this, Bella seemed to find a new surge of delusional confidence. She scrambled up from the floor and hid behind Lorenzo’s pinned form.

All three brothers pulled out their devices and their expressions grew progressively darker as they scrolled through whatever they were seeing. "What is it?" Cora asked, though part of her did not want to know. Ryan turned his phone around so she could see the screen. The headline made her stomach drop. "DELIVERY GIRL TURNED HEIRESS: CORA KINGSTON SPOTTED WITH THREE MYSTERY MEN"