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These people were all simple-minded but well-endowed poor folks. My supervisor, Scott Warren, gave me a meaningful reminder. "This is a very important job. If we don't ensure they take safety measures, STDs can spread easily." Thinking of the importance of the task, I steeled myself and entered the slum. At first, I thought I'd be dealing with dignitaries and high-ranking officials, so I dressed up very flamboyantly. I was in business attire—a short leather skirt that barely covered my butt, hugging my two very round and perky cheeks, black stockings, and high heels.

Beta James was happy beyond words to fulfill this duty. He was also there when Maddox was crowned as the King of the supernatural world. And today, he was here with his Erasthai to witness my coronation. The gleeful faces of my friends’ gang fluttered my heart like butterfly wings when Alpha Derrick put the gold crown on my head, completing the ritual. “Alpha Shyla Miller, the Queen of the supernatural world, is a Fenrir Alpha wolf. Her coronation is the new beginning of peace and harmony. May heaven bless this sacred union of two living hearts in a fated mate-bond.”

Then, once Stacy, Poppy, and Chelsea had made it to stand next to Anthony, Tom, and Josh, Lucien began to speak. "Thanks, everyone, for coming to witness the moment Queen Jennifer and I Mark each other and the Crowning of your Queen," Lucien said and looked at me. "Are you ready?" Lucien asked "Yes," I replied. "Do you, Jennifer Grey, daughter of James and Janet Grey, accept to becoming the Queen of all the Werewolves? Do you promise to stay by my side and help me Rule for the rest of our lives?" Lucien asked "Yes, I do," I replied, causing a smile to come on Lucien's face.

Their worry permeated the air, but it was not for him or the little human girl that was left behind. It was for themselves. The Conduit was dead and now there was no one to protect them. About the Author Charly Clark is a designer and a writer. Wolf Queen is her debut novel. She has been writing for as long as she remembers and her works are spread over a variety of genres. She works from her home in Slough, Berkshire and splits her time between writing and her business Cheeky Charly’s. She has both Bachelor’s degree as well as a Master’s degree in interior designing. She has also founded her own small sewing business called Cheeky Charly’s. Charly loves to travel and experience new places

They heard the King and Queen of Asteria had chosen to pass on having one of their children enter the Hunters Competition, so the Hunters had skipped going through their kingdom, and was instead heading north, towards their village. "They're due to arrive by nightfall Father! I'm sure I'll be the one they pick. After all, I am the best of our family." Her eldest brother Seth's voice was clearly heard as she worked in the kitchen with her mother and younger sister Cerise. Carrying three plates into the dining room, she placed them down, one in front of her father, the other two in front of Seth and second oldest brother, Sebastian. Her mother and Cerise came out with the rest of the plates, o

Greg pointed at the young man, stuttering. The young man smiled. “The exec of Red Foundation and the person in charge of the supercar club’s branch, you think you are all that powerful? You come to my place and give me shit? This whole establishment belongs to me, Conan Queen!” “Conan Queen? Y-You’re the second son of the Queen family!?” Greg and the others gasped in fear. The Queen family of Butterworth was the biggest automobile dealer in South River State. They sell cars of different brands.

As if she wasn’t embarrassed enough he caught her wrist and pulled her onto his knee, ‘Listen up’ He commanded and the room went silent, ‘We’ve wasted enough time so tomorrow I’ve hired Guards from Chekov’s compound so you lot can all come and party at our wedding. It’s going to happen down on the shore tomorrow at sunset, so you get your asses down there or you’ll be in trouble. You all got that?’ There was a loud cheer from his men as they finished their breakfast and headed out for the days work leaving the two of them alone.

I sometimes think this is a new tradition brought in recently with mates getting married as once you’re marked you have a bond for life and this is normally only broken when one of the pair dies, but this has been changed again with more mate pairs rejecting each other either from the beginning or when they no longer want to be with the other person later down the line. “Are you happy? Was this everything you wanted My Queen?” Ryder whispered in my ear, I was able to just about hear him over the music that was playing during the reception, but with him being so close sent shivers down my spine. “I’m very happy My King and this was a perfect day, the crown is perfect thank you.” I replied, ge

His words ring out in the quiet corridor, and my mind digests the information while also planning what to do about it. “Wait a damn second!” Dimitri interjects, “isn’t he the asshole who was talking shit to Aurora at the council meeting last week?” “What?” Adrian growls. Dimitri puffs out his chest and deepens his voice, mocking Isaac, “She is not a queen yet, she is simply the king's current plaything. Her coronation is not until Harvestfest, until then she is nothing to me!” Adrian’s eyes narrow, “are we supposed to be upset that he’s missing then? Cause I don’t see that happening.”

" Again, I found myself thinking about each and every piece of information. Just as I was about to ask how we ended up in this situation and what happened to all these werewolf packs, he spoke first. "Enough for now! You need to get ready. We're running out of time." I nodded as I prepared to do as I was told. Then another question popped into my mind. "The first man with a wolf's name was Andrew. How about the Queen? What was her name?" "I don't know!" He stated. "No one actually knows! She was always referred to as the 'Queen of werewolves.'" "I see!" I replied, though I wasn't quite convinced by his answer.