The Secret Queen Novels & Stories

Nala roughly pushed the girl into Noir's arms and he knocked her out. "Where are the others" Thane growled out. Althea answered. "When I got back from the infirmary, everywhere was quiet. The guards and the maids were all asleep. I decided to hide myself when I heard some noise in the kitchen. The beta female and the queen wanted something to eat. After they left, I saw her pour something on one side of the steak. When she tasted it, she didn't eat from the part that she poured something on. So I figured something was wrong. When she got back to the kitchen, she made a call and said she had done it and the queen will be dead soon"

I exchanged a glance with Sol. Then with Samantha. The Queen inhaled slowly. For a moment she looked tired. Older. Not physically. Emotionally. Like carrying centuries of secrets had finally become too heavy. Then she straightened. The Queen emerged. The real Queen. The one who had hidden herself for decades. Her voice carried across the gathering. "The King is a traitor." The words hit like thunder. The laughter stopped. The conversations stopped. Every commander froze. Samantha continued. "He has allied himself with Elias."

My eyes followed as she pointed to a portrait some distance beside it, I stared at the smiling woman with luscious silver hair, and I didn’t need anyone to tell me she was the former Queen, the crown on her head seemed to shine through the canvas, her smile cool. “Why?” I whispered back, my skin tingling, goosebumps rising at the eerie tale. I turned to the image once more, the crown on her head catching my eye, and suddenly my mind flashed to the memory of the woman I had seen in the secret room. If this was the last Queen, who was she? “You know how it is with mates.” She shook her head, pitying. “They can never live without the other, death of one is as good as death of the other.” Menah

Marianne knew that Michael wasn’t the master of his empire—he was a steward, a man allowed to play king as long as he remembered who held the crown. And Marianne? She was the queen behind the throne, sharp and witty enough to cut herself free if the thing collapsed. But tonight, her job wasn’t escape—it was control. The plot was compromised, and if Michael found out before she tied off the loose ends, she might as well dig her own grave. She pulled out her phone, its polished black surface catching the dim light like a shard of obsidian. Her fingers hovered for a moment before she dialed a number she’d memorized but never written down. It rang once, twice. On the third, a deep, gravelly voic

Sebastian dropped the bombshell and I instantly tried to get on my feet. I was pregnant?! “Your Highness, you have got it all wrong,” another elder minister came to the courtier’s defense. “The kingdom’s secret scrolls were indeed found in the Late Queen’s safe. How could have anyone tampered with the safe that only opened from her magic? She was not executed for being an omega. She was executed for treason!”

Nora said softly. “Do you know your mate has been keeping a big secret from you?” “We don’t keep secrets, Seelie Queen. No offense.” “Are you sure about that?” She rose from her throne and towered over us. She chuckled as if she read my mind. “Oh, dear. This is gonna be so awkward once you get back. You don’t know anything, do you? About who your mate is.” “Don’t listen to her, Ryden,” Nora mumbled. “Seelies trick people. That’s what they’re known for. They seek and feed for our weaknesses.”

And so an assembly of all country men was called, and it was amazing, that everybody raised their hands, that the place was closer to the palace than I expected. The Queen became more frightened than in her first battle. She thought of many more secret things about the kingdom that she was supposed to know, but never knew, because she never asked. And when she was through with the thinking, she decided that never would there be anything else that she did not know, based on news and details about the kingdom, and anyone with such useful information, were always greatly rewarded. Two days later, the queen and many knights visited the hidden cave, but it was too late. As they had already left,

my most trusted warriors know about this place. They know of my other hideout but no one knows of this place. Those that did are long gone and dead by now," he replied. "No one would suspect anything way out here. It is barely noticeable to the naked eye. How did you inherit it?" I asked. "My great grandfather. He didn't even tell my father of this place. This was Queen Eleanors secret place. Some say this is sacred ground. Did you know she was the First Lady Alpha? Quite extraordinary," he answered. "My mother used to tell us the story about King Athelstan and Queen Eleanor. It was tragic really," I said shaking my head. "I guess it was quite tragic in the end," he smirked. We had been at

Clarissa replied harshly. "What secret are you referring to?" I asked, curious. She grinned. "I'm talking about your precious son, Leo." "How did you find out about Leo, you evil wolf?" Clarissa burst into a very hurtful and mocking laughter. "You think you can hide that forever?" she said. "Some of us are smarter than you know. I will make sure I reveal your secrets and bring you down." "You cannot do that." "You dare me?" she snapped. "But before I go ahead, I'm going to have fun with your precious son."

Both the former and current Queen had come from the Shaw Pack. They were large and powerful, which explained the aura of arrogance that radiated from Vera. Still, her name didn’t ring a bell, so Vera’s family obviously didn’t have much standing in the Pack. If she did, she likely wouldn’t be here. I kept that thought to myself. Since Vera didn’t offer her hand, so I didn’t bother with the gesture either. “Melinda Hobbs,” I said.