The Queen Against Destiny Novels & Stories

No surprise, he knows exactly where my packhouse is and even managed to slip by my warriors. “Don’t forget you are in my territory, Vampire. I could easily get you out of here.” “But you’re not doing it. Which means you love my company. So I’ll stay here for you and chat with you.” I sighed, loosening my grip now feeling my eyebrows are just going to get wrinkles talking to this insect. “I don’t have time to deal with you.” He really is like a pest. “Oh, I’ll be quiet. I'm just curious to see what an Alpha Queen does in her everyday routine. You know, for old times sake. ”

I growled. “Just a simple spell, my dear. It has just knocked Ares out until the Rogue King marks his Queen. We can’t have you stopping him, destiny relies on him making her his Queen.” “Destiny requires him to forcibly mark her? To bite her over our existing marks?” “Yes, my dear.” “If that is the future, I want no part of it. I’d die before I let him hurt Ava.” I walked backwards out of the camp, my eyes never leaving the witches until I found the warriors behind me. “Kill them all,” I growled, making sure all the warriors could hear me. One by one they bowed, and sprinted into the witches’ camp.

“Mom, she has something you need to hear — and trust me, you’ll want to listen.” The Queen’s patience snapped. She folded her arms and snapped her gaze at me. “Enough of this nonsense! Speak, then.” I drew in a steadying breath, forcing my nerves into order. This was now or never; there was no going back. “I’m… Justin’s soulmate.” The Queen blinked, lips parting as if my words physically struck her. She turned slowly to Justine, seeking confirmation. Justine’s eyes met hers. “It’s true. And she knows about the curse…”

I catch a small glimpse of the massive sized California king-size bed with black satin sheets and a fireplace with freshly burning flames reflecting across the room. Passing down the hallway, I spot golden frames upon the walls of people from different eras. By the clothes they wore, they are possibly royal blood. One woman catches my eyes. I stop and stare at every detail. It is as if she is staring directly at me with her deep brown eyes, showing nothing but strength and power.

“Once, when I am a kid. My grandfather brought me there. He had a red box made of velvet. With a few spells, Grandpa made a door in our Kingdom to direct a way to that Palace. To this day, we have not found the box.” ‘Red box?! Could it be the box he now has on her?’ Queenie thought. “My grandfather said that the box can only be owned by that’s who was destiny. Although the red box is owned by someone else, without the destiny it carries, the red box will not be useful.” She heard her father’s explanation. Queenie was like seeing a door open wide in front of her. She immediately stood up and asked for permission to go. Queenie returned to her room. She took out the red box and opened it.

Not ready because she knew what would happen. Ready because she had finally chosen to stop running from her destiny. And somewhere beyond the mountains, beyond the forests, beyond the countless territories dividing the werewolf world… The first pieces of a much larger conflict were already moving into place. Kings would rise. Packs would fall. Ancient enemies would awaken. Blood would stain the earth. And at the center of it all stood one young woman beneath the moonlight. The future Moon Queen. Unaware that destiny had already begun tightening its grip around the world. And when the storm finally arrived… Nothing would ever be the same again.

My violet eyes were glowing with a fierce, predatory light. Antonio thought he was seducing a pariah. Mia thought she was fighting a monster. They were both right. But they had no idea that the Queen was back. And she was going to take her throne back, one broken piece at a time. I pushed open the door to the study, ready to begin the slow, agonizing process of stripping Antonio Rossi of everything he owned. Starting with his soul.

I asked softly. Adrian didn’t answer at once. Instead, he studied me. His gaze was calm, but it felt like it could strip me bare. “I want you to understand,” he said finally. “Everything you’ve been told about this palace, about my family… about the Queen Mother… is only part of the story.” I felt my stomach tighten. “What do you mean?” “The Queen Mother isn’t just testing you,” he continued. “She’s planning something. Something that could destroy the King—or destroy you—if you don’t act first.”

Alpha Trent was the one to step forward this time. “Stupid question get’s stupid answer. Tread carefully Alpha.” I said. “When you win then you will automatically become the Queen. I guess I’m just curious as to what you have planned for afterwards?” He shrugged. “Let’s just get threw this fight first shall we. The king might just kill me and then you’re question is then invalid.” I said. Damn that’s the second time I’ve been asked that. You’d think I would’ve thought about it by now.

"How?" The elderly woman's face was unreadable. "The Queen has to decide between the two." I became motionless for a while, my arms crossed at my chest as I tried to hide the fear that ravaged me. Briony went on. "The one destined to be with her, the Fated King" Her eyes strayed to me. Or the one who may grant her unbounded power, the Eclipse King. There was silence in the war room. Her comments felt like a death sentence as they weighed heavily on my chest.