The Gentle Beast With A Beautiful Crown นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Suddenly, there it was - amidst the riotous weather and foreboding wilderness - a shimmering glint caught my eye. Through the heart of the storm, nestled between the gnarled roots of an ancient oak was the Alpha's Crown, gleaming with an ethereal light that cut through the darkness. The Alpha's Crown – a legendary artifact of our kind, imbued with the collective strength of countless leaders. It was said to hold the essence of every pack leader who'd ever worn it. Now, it sat nestled between twisted roots, caught in the spectral dance of lightning that fractured the darkness every few moments. The crown was an intricate weave of silver and gold, studded with rare gems that glowed with ethere

Despite her delicate condition, she stood upright, exuding an unshakeable confidence and undeniable power. Beside her stood a slightly older woman, Luna Verona, who was equally beautiful, and her presence was equally commanding. Her silver-streaked hair framed a face that bore the wisdom of battles and the love of a mother. Her smile was permanently on her face, and her eyes were locked on the priest before them who held a velvet pillow, upon which rested a crown unlike any other. The Crimson crown’s diamond embedded in its centre, which gleamed fiercely, reflecting all lights upon it in shimmers of colours, pulsing with energy that seemed alive. It was a crown only worn by the crimson Alpha

It was quiet, so quiet if i was to gulp loudly, the whole room would hear it. The elder reached for the spectres on a red cushion placed on a wooden table and handed each of us to hold. "As Alpha Adrian's mate, his Luna, in blood, flesh and air, you will rise as the Queen of Cosmos Kingdom when I place this crown on your head." The elders thick voice announced. With my head bent low, I waited as the elder placed Adrian's crown on his head before reaching for my crown and gently placing it on mine. The crown was heavy, it was made out of pure gold and diamonds. I kept my neck straight, giving support to my head and allowed myself to get accustomed to the heaviness.

The corner of her lips curled upward, unable to hide her satisfaction. Camilla walked past me, deliberately swaying her hips. She leaned in close to my ear and lowered her voice. "Sera, the Luna Queen everyone worships this time? That’ll be me. As for those three worthless wolves who can’t even hold their forms, I’ll generously leave them to you. "Since we’ve both been given another life, you’d better treasure it." Her smile was bright and vicious. I lowered my eyes and said nothing. Now it was my turn.

The black velvet inside framed something bright pink. A plastic crown. Gabby’s pink glitter crown. For a moment, no one spoke. “MY CROWN!” Gabby screamed so loudly the tiny hammer in my head went back to working overtime. She reached for it with both hands. “Easy,” I said. Kendra picked up the crown first and inspected it. “Oh.” “What?” I asked. She turned it toward the light. The crown was clean. No chocolate smudges from Al’s hands. No dust from the grounds at Villa Miravento. The underside, which had been slightly sticky yesterday because Gabby once tried to repair it with lip gloss, wasn’t sticky anymore either.

A little gold plate on the top bar reads Bella’s Place. “Rowan…” I whisper, my heart squeezing. He smiles, rubbing the back of his neck. “You said you always wanted one. Somewhere peaceful. Somewhere just yours.” I can’t stop smiling as I sit on it. “It’s beautiful.” He steps behind me and gives a gentle push. The swing moves back and forth, creaking softly. The sun filters through the leaves, lighting his face in shades of gold. But then—suddenly—the world tilts. My stomach flips.

Judging by the blood on the tree trunk though, I could only assume that he’d been injured. I had the sinking feeling that Carlos was hunting him. Liam had told his warriors and guards that they were NOT to hurt the white beast. Liam had no jurisdiction over Carlos though, since Liam wasn’t his alpha. Carlos was going to whatever he wanted, which put Johnson at risk. “Mama,” Belle said, her eyes lighting up when she saw me. “Look, I made this for you.” I walked over to her and she held out the flower crown. “Do you wanna be a princess?” she asked. I nodded and smiled. Then I bent down and she placed the crown on my head. “There,” she said proudly. “Now you’re Princess Mommy.”

Her crown fell to the marble floor with a clear clang, there seems also to be a clanging sound of someone's sword falling to the ground outside the palace gates. The deep red gem on the crown shattered and scattered. Warm blood down the steps on the cold ground, slowly spreading, reminiscent of the shallow creek she used to play in barefoot as a child. This golden hall of Avalon became her grave, swallowing her bones, burying her life. Outside, the sun shone on the snow, melting it bit by bit…

I reached out and grabbed his chin softly, then tilted his face up so I could see him properly. I was shocked. Speechless. I did not expect this… this kind of beauty. My heart flipped, but I didn’t pay attention to it. His hair was a warm brown, slightly messy like he’d been running his fingers through it. His eyes were a deep, normal shade of green, but they held something that hit me harder than I wanted to admit. He was breathtaking in a quiet, unguarded way that most people in our world had long lost. Too bad I’m here for his sister, not him.

Revenge was so sweet. * * * The next morning, the boat sailed away from the island with the sun as it rose over the horizon, its rays spilling on top of the water with oranges and golds casting a warm glow over everything in view. Natalia softly snored with low moans that made me wonder what the hell she was dreaming as she lay in the guest bed of my beach house. I’d spent a fortune on this island home, but it was all mine. Who cared that it was paid for with the blood of the mafia’s ordered killings. I slept just fine.