The Divorced Military Queen Awakens 소설 & 이야기

She lifted her chin and pointed directly at me. “I am just as upset as you are!” Her voice quivered, the front she kept up faltering in the face of scrutiny. “But I cannot help that the illegitimate rogue still clings to a power that does not belong to her!” All eyes swiveled to stare up at me. I straightened, and muscle memory rested my hands on the railing in a queenly fashion. Old habits die hard. “It is her! Her mate has rejected her and still she is here! Seeping the power from the pack, steeling your strength and virility!” Her voice grew stronger with every word, and the Warriors began to shuffle in my direction.

I wouldn't wake her up because I don't want her to flip and return to her bedroom ,hell no. With a down spirit, I took off my clothes and got under the covers. Wrapping my arms around her waist , I shifted closer to her and closed my eyes . " Good night my Queen " kissing her hair. The next morning when I woke up , she had her head resting again the headboard. I wondered what was she thinking about but didn't think too much about it because I believed she was thinking of her upcoming mission. " Good morning my tigress " " good morning. Did you sleep well ?"

Ray asked. “That’s fine Ray. Do whatever you need to do. Just one thing though. Nobody but the 3 of us here in this room are to know about this. We don’t need people freaking out. And I will assign the warriors, you just focus on that note and figure out who wrote it. I will have their head for threatening our future Queen.” I said again looking back at Alida’s sleeping body. “Sir, is she going to be ok? She’s never slept in the middle of the day like this.” Ray asked and I could hear the concern in his voice.

“That does make me feel better. You’re right I hadn’t thought through that you were mated now. So he really has no effect on you now which is the best news so far today.” “I doubt that.” I wink at her and she once again, blushes. “With minimal detail, how are you feeling about last night?” She chuckles. “It was amazing, Oly. I mean, I’ve been dreaming about Quai for years. His eyes, his hair, his sweet voice and demeanor. I have spent years thinking I’d have to let that go, and should let that go. I couldn’t figure out why I was stuck on this boy I met when I was young that I could never possibly have. And then here he is. Calling me his mate, telling me I’m beautiful, looking at me like he’

“Why are men always so stupid when it comes to women? Time and time again. Just remember Helen of Troy before you do anything stupid.” “I have an idea of how to keep her in line.” She set her glass down and crossed her arms over her chest. “Really? Let’s hear this idea.” I poured another glass before I gave her the name that would explain everything else. “Joseph Ingram.” After a moment of consideration, she smiled. “Not a bad idea.” Ariel followed me into the royal chambers with the proper equipment. London was in the second living room next to the balcony, reading a book she found on the shelf.

“Alpha! We’ve lost communication with the bunker squad. The last transmission cut off mid-sentence.” The world seemed to tilt beneath me. Lost communication. The bunker squad. My pregnant mate, isolated and defenseless while enemies closed in. Elena, my mind whispered. Not again. Not again. “Deploy every available warrior,” I commanded, my voice dangerously steady. “Full combat formation. We’re heading to the bunker.” “Alpha, that could be precisely what they intend ” “I don’t care what they intend!” I roared, control fracturing. “My mate is in danger, and I will reduce this entire territory to ashes before I allow anyone to harm her!”

Too wide. From her throat poured a guttural, inhuman shriek. And the shadows answered. --- Dozens of villagers emerged from behind homes, from alleyways, from beneath snow-covered carts. Men. Women. Children. All of them smiling. Eyes black. Skin pallid. And all of them screaming without breath. Elira’s blood ran cold. “Shields up! Hold formation!” The first wave struck like a nightmare. The corrupted villagers attacked with claws and teeth, inhumanly fast, eyes void of anything but hunger. But the queen’s guard did not falter. Swords met flesh. Shields broke bone.

Pulling into the castle garage, I park the Jeep, help her out, and explain that she was of the utmost importance to me before leading her into the grand hall where all the orphaned pups, Annie, James, Sam, Odett, Evan, Orian, Lady Ezmerelda, Stephanie, Joshy, and Jessica are waiting for us with milkshakes, snacks, and movies that Jessica says are her favorite. We had a night full of movies and food with the people she cares for so deeply. I saw her smile more than she's smiled since all of this started; she seemed genuinely happy to have everyone around, to feel truly seen and loved without the responsibility and pressure of the impending war. By the night's end, I need to carry her and Odet

Even Mira the pack's priestess couldn’t withstand the force of it all and he was the only one left standing still awake. He looked at Ariana, and for the first time since meeting her… He hesitated because the woman standing before him no longer felt entirely like Ariana. No. She felt different and when her glowing white eyes suddenly turned toward him… he realized something. The Queen had awakened!!!!!

Not just memory—**intent**. Rain tapped against the high glass dome above the chamber, its rhythm fractured and erratic, like a warning from the heavens. The pendant pulsed at her throat once again. It had been quiet for two days, lying dormant after the confrontation in the catacombs. Now it flared like a second heartbeat. “She’s waking up,” Marisella whispered. Eryx glanced over sharply. His eyes were rimmed in sleepless red. “The Queen?” Marisella nodded, her fingers tightening around the pendant’s thread. “Not fully. It’s like… part of her is bleeding through.”