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She lay down on the bed, turned her back to him, and pulled the blanket over her shoulder. My father stood there for a long moment. Then he left. The lock turned. Liora stared at the wall. And something in her eyes hardened into stone. ______________________ The memory shifted to the day everything ended. The Lycan Queen had returned. Her carriage rolled through the gates, black and gold, flanked by guards in silver armor. The pack gathered in the courtyard, bowing, scraping, afraid. She claimed she was just stopping by. She didn't need to be entertained.

and “you saved us.” “Cassia,” began the woman who had first spotted her in the room, her voice strong, if touched by her own tears. “If you hadn’t come for us, Kaylen and I would likely be in front of Devlin Anwir” - she said the name like she was spitting it - “this very moment.” Cassia’s head snapped to look at the woman, causing her to wince slightly. “Anwir?” She breathed. The woman nodded, solemn. “Kaylen and I -” she indicated the curly redhead beside her, “are both Lycans.”

Aiden would never apologize. He came towards me, sending my body into a state of frenzy. My eyes widened, my breath caught in my throat, unable to comprehend what I was hearing. "L-Lycan?” I stuttered. "Yes, King.” He replied, completely missing the point. I've heard a lot about the Lycan king. He was ruthless, and didn't care about anyone but himself. He has several women at his beck and call. The only good thing I heard was that he was good looking…and they were fucking right.

Before anyone could blink twice, the darkness shrouding the country was eliminated, and unspoken peace befell the land. Aspen, who was still stuck on the floor because she could not overcome the continuous quake, watched with a soaring heart, as these lights healed the land. And as she watched, she finally found the courage to praise herself for hiding the seal when she did. If she had not done that, the Lycan Queen would have used it for something more devious and the little hope they all had for the salvation of their country would have been long lost. “You fucking retards!” The doors crumbled at the intensity in that deadly voice. “What have you fucking done?” The Lycan Queen stormed in,

“If not she won't be sneaking around behind our packs to go see that Alpha.” His words pierces through me and my hands clenches into fist at my sides. “She isn't sneaking around to go see him, she feels guilty, she wants to help, she won't stop until she helps them. I'm going to pave the way for her without her destroying herself.” “Okay, let me get this. You would rather destroy the rest of us Lycans future instead? We have been building this for years before she even came into the picture.” He’s right. If I wanted to become Lycan king, I had to have a clean record before the supernatural council. The ones that govern the whole species, and associating with the rogue council will put a huge

⸻ Far beyond the mountains, in the hidden Lycan Kingdom, the Royal Oracle stood before the throne. Her silver eyes were clouded with visions. She bowed deeply before the King and Queen. “The stars have shifted.” The Queen gripped the arm of her throne. “Our daughter?” “The White Lycan awakens faster than we foresaw.” The King’s heart pounded. “When?” The Oracle lifted her gaze. “The moment she embraces who she truly is.” “And if she doesn’t?” The Oracle’s smile faded. “Then others will decide her fate before she has the chance.” Silence filled the throne room.

You dare not interrupt her or ask any questions until she is finished. At eighty five, she’d died without a mate or child. Poor Madam Cora. I’d loved her like a mother, but my father had been the one to end her life. 'The moon goddess had chosen the first king after many activities and a war that proved him worthy, and that was the start of the royal Lycan heritage. The royal Lycans can move with the speed of light, and there are rumors that some of them have the power to control the elements of nature,' she’d paused and crossed her hands over her knees, then turned to us.

Sitting at the head of the table was the King and queen next to him and at the other end of the table were Marcelo and his beta. Marcelo’s eyes drifted between me and Kaleb, who was holding my hand now. I tried to remove my hand, but he pulls it back, gripping it too tight that I could feel my knuckles crack. “Shall we begin?” The king gestured for everyone to take their seats. >>> Two hours into the meeting, everyone is arguing about how Lycans are attacking small packs and not having to give them a chance to choose their packs. “I do what I have to do because it is for the best. People need leaders and…” One of the leaders from the south wanted to speak.

they howled. "See, we told you, you could do it," they said, mind-linking me. "You will be a great queen." The howling took a long time before it went silent. The Lycan queen stood up. "That's my sons' mate and my daughter. I'm well pleased with her. She will become your queen and lead you as I do," she announced. "I, Mia Blake Jones, hereby declare Anne Hill as the queen of the Lycans." I was shocked. I looked at my mates' faces. They were shocked as well. I slowly looked at the Lycan king's face.

He grabbed it before biting her wrist and started drinking her blood. I could sense that the girl was in pain but, as a perfect slave, she remained quiet and still. I felt a tinge of sympathy but then again, Max needed to drink blood to survive so it was fine. The conversation with Nik helped put things into perspective. "Also, Avalyn killed Vasilik. She is the Queen of Mozog now," Nik said conversationally. "Killed the centuries old fucker? I'd love to hear what happened." Max looked at me.