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“I made the mistake of believing in something that wasn't real.” He did not look back. He did not stop. The chapter ends with me, the Queen of Nothing, watching the King of Ashes disappear, his back as cold and final as the tomb he was rebuilding around his heart, a tomb I had just helped him build.

🌷 M O N G R E L 🌷 "Think like a queen. A queen is not afraid to fail. Failure is another stepping stone to greatness." .•●•. ⚘THE VENETIAN EMPIRE ⚘ "Bring her back!" Demetrius yelled at the top of his voice. "I can't!" Merlin snapped and stated, "she had to transform on her own, if she can fight it we'll have her back, if she can't then she's simply gone."

"You're a pawn orchestrated by the Vincent family, understand? Pawns don't have emotions. Once you marry in, you'll be the Underboss's wife. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, you'll be the future Donna. You'll naturally be obligated to raise a Castillo heir. Do you understand?" Pawn. That word hit me like a punch. Was this the promising man Grandpa had spoken of? I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I will not sign it." "What?" Marcus's voice turned sharp. "I said, I will not sign this contract." Without waiting for his reply, I hung up. The smile on Victoria's face froze. "Are you insane?" Victoria stepped forward. "Do you know who Marcus is? He's the youngest Underboss in Castillo

Even Rose had disappeared at some point. I turned back to my coffee trying to ignore him but I could feel his eyes on me. They were burning a hole into the back of my head but I refused to turn back around. His scent was invading my senses in all the wrong ways. My fucking libido was doing summersaults but I tamed her down.

I tried to scream, but the ink rushed into my mouth, heavy as lead. I reached out blindly, my fingers brushing the rough wool of his tunic before he was swept away by a sudden, violent current of liquid history. The darkness was absolute, but it was a busy darkness, millions of voices whispered against my skin as I sank, the ghosts of every contract ever signed, every promise ever broken. “She’s a Sovereign,” they hissed. “A Queen with no country. A mother with no son.” “Ting.” The sound was dull, as if it were vibrating through a mile of mud.

I see a figure float down before they stand before me. I bow my head almost instantly as I realise that I am in the presence of the Moon Goddess herself. "Rise my child." She says, her voice silky smooth. I do so immediately and I am entranced by her flawless beauty. Her stark white hair is in big curls and her gown is gorgeous. I can't even discribe it other then the fact that it closely resembles Elsa from Frozen's gown. This is unbelievable. "Believe it, darling." She says smiling at me. "You are here because you are to be the Queen of the Shifters. You are willing though you have doubts. Why is that?" She asks and I know she already knows the answer.

Everyone looked at him. "I remember hearing Samuel argue with someone." "He called her..." Victor frowned, forcing the memory back. "...the Queen." The Queen. The chessboard. The unfinished game. The black king. The white queen. Elena slowly looked toward the chess table again. A realization struck her. She immediately examined the board. White's queen... Was missing. She looked down at the piece still in her hand. The one that had opened the hidden compartment. The Queen. Her fingers tightened around it.

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.”

Her half-shifted form loomed over him, silver light spilling from her skin like fire. “I am not yours to control,” she snarled, her eyes blazing. “You… you’re not supposed to…” He choked, fury and fear lacing his words. “You can’t be-” Aiden coughed, blood bubbling at his lips. Still, he forced words past the gurgle of his own breath. “Damn you… I see it now. You’re not his… not mine… not anyone’s. Queen… forged in fire, blood… and my end.”