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When I’m not. These women probably ran the whole supernatural world. While the men were always roaring and yelling in each other’s face about who is who. I know women are the key players in that game of chess. If the queen is protected. Everything is going well and you can make great moves. And when shit goes south, the queen protects the king. I’m guessing this is where you get your warriors and foot soldiers for protection. “The one and only,” Daciana smirks proudly. “Wait, I have heard that he was with someone. The daughter of that small pack’s alpha.” She stares at me with widened eyes. “It makes sense now. I have never seen someone as pretty as her.”

My stomach clenched as hate rose hot and bitter. Tears pricked as the night replayed in a dozen sharp flashes: rain, boots, blood and Sienna’s laugh slipping like a knife. The chyron at the bottom of the screen read: 20—11—2064. A year ago. The same night they killed me. Dante. I’m back. And I’ll make you watch the world you built burn starting with your child, Sienna.

he said, but Ana ran as fast hoping this was all a dream as the words ringing on in her head was Alpha Damian's demeaning word she ran as fast as she could away not even listening to Alpha Rex's call. ✿ "You may have to see this your highness" Lady Thaddea insisted after Alpha Damian declined her gentle request for a free show at the stream which involves her step daughter Anastasia Frost. With a Facade that spelt his ignorance, "woman why should I care about your stepdaughter?" "Because she's being mated by a common night soil man right now somewhere in the woods" Lady Thaddea whispered, This statement froze Alpha Damian to that spot, without upholding his pride, not caring how that was his

The wound left by the stab had already healed, leaving behind only a small scar. “You want to mess with my mind? Play with me, huh?” She continued grumbling as she changed into more comfortable clothes. “Great! This lady will show you what it takes to play a real game. She will beat you so hard that you won’t be able to show your face in the entire Lycan Kingdom.”

he grits out, trying to control his own anger. “Tell yourself what you need, but I will not subject my people to your kind as their King,” I snap, taking a breath before I speak again. “I, Aylin Adelaide Allaneo, Queen of the Underworld, reject you, Damon Marcellus Basso as my mate and King,” I say hastily before he can stop me again. Pain like nothing I have ever felt before shoots through my chest, cracking open my soul as I stagger but refuse to fall to my knees and scream. I grit my teeth as Damon falls to his knees, his hand on his chest.

My legs shook with fear as I quickly tried to explain, "That's not my responsibility. I'm just a delivery person." He got impatient. Suddenly, he grabbed me and threw me onto the bed. "I don't care about that. You are the woman they sent to me. You're so beautiful, just like a doll." I was so terrified that I almost burst into tears, thrashing and fighting with everything I had. He violently tore open my top with both hands, popping off several buttons and exposing my lace-trimmed bra. "My, my, black lace, eh? I can tell you're a wild one just by looking at you."

“I don’t know, Princess. The King— “ “Queen.” The correction slipped out subconciously as she froze. “I’m married to your King.” Her face turned red. But I was done with disrespect. In the palace, several times, I’d let maids and even the lowest omegas get away with disrespecting me because I was a hybrid Luna. Not anymore. Afterlife or not, I wouldn’t tolerate one more snobbish person. “Yes, I—" She trailed off, her cheeks blazing. “Apologies, Queen. The Lycan will return to the room when he wants to.”

For the first time, she looks afraid. “Go!” Zayla screams at the others. Bella launches herself at Mariah, pinning her to the ground with a tail like a grappling hook. Jenifer and Amanda drag Liam and Alex towards the nearest exit, shields flickering as Elders’ spells hammer into them. The Queen makes one last play, hurling a spear of green fire at Zayla’s heart. Zayla meets it with her own: a pulse of pure dragonlight, brighter than sunrise, that shatters the magic and leaves the Queen staggering. “I loved you,” the Queen mouths, but there is no sound.

“He doesn’t get to live. He doesn’t get to win.” YOU ASKED FOR POWER TO CONQUER. YOU CONQUERED. NOW THE PRICE COMES DUE. THE PATH WAS MEANT FOR REDEMPTION. YOU CHOSE ONLY HATE. “What redemption?” I looked up at the empty throne. Light pulsed there, forming a shape of a woman, tall and terrible and beautiful. “He killed them. He took everything. Hate is all I have left.” HATE IS THE WATER THAT GROWS THE STONE. LOVE IS THE FIRE THAT MELTS IT. YOU MUST LEARN, OR YOU WILL SLEEP FOREVER. A STATUE ON A THRONE. ALONE.

"Delilah Ramones, I order you to serve Queen Luna Catherine. However, if her orders violate palace law, you can refuse and claim your freedom." Damn it!