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Wasting no time I shift and head in the direction the other left. ‘I can feel our pup’. My Lycan says as we come up to what looks like a small village with a large old house at the head of it. Just the look of the place reminds me of an old horror film Psycho, I shudder as I move forward letting my Lycan lead us to Nari. The more I run through the strange street, the more I see the females on the ground kneeling with their foreheads touching the ground and hands behind their backs. As though someone was holding them down, guessing the Queen’s magic is what’s at work.

“I can’t leave without telling him where I am going.” “Is there no way to contact him?” Anna looked around the cave with its magical torches and furnishings that, for the most part, I had conjured up. “No, I don’t suppose you have the internet down here?” “Inter-what?” I asked. Rachel and Anna’s jaw dropped open simultaneously. I laughed, “You can certainly see that you are sisters when you both look at me that way.” Anna snapped her mouth closed. “I am the queen of the Lycans.”

“Majesty, she disgraced us. A Lycan beaten by a werewolf? It’s unheard of. The court will never recover!” From behind the curtain, I mouthed, Cry harder. Erynos, bless his scholarly old soul, sighed. “Lord Carrow, you lost more dignity whining than she cost you fighting.” Varyn actually snorted. Oh, this was going to be good. Carrow puffed up like a toad in a bad wig. “She’s dangerous! A symbol! The wolves already whisper about her — the one who defeated a Lycan with mortal hands. They call her—” He swallowed. “The Rogue Queen.”

The woman was known as the Evil Queen. "Strip him naked, and kill everyone in the Nightshade pack!" Myrene's order made Logan's legs weak. Logan turned around to find all of his people roughly restrained. His eyes widened. He didn't care about the two Lycan soldiers, bent his arms behind his back, forcing him to kneel. "NOOOOO!!! Leave them!!! NO!" He immediately yelled out loudly as the Lycan soldiers swung their claws about to tear the herd apart. He struggled in a kneeling position.

The witches whispered a prophecy from the moment she could walk: The moon bore two, but only one shall rise. She had grown up with one purpose—to reclaim the life that was stolen from her. To take back the crown that, in her mind, was always meant to be hers. While Aurora played princess and earned loyalty, Nora honed her skills in ancient blood magic, watched the kingdom from afar through scrying mirrors, and waited. Waited for the right moment to strike. Now, the time was drawing near. The signs were aligning. The elders spoke of a Lycan powerful enough to bring kingdoms to ruin. While Aurora feared it, Nora welcomed it. She believed that prophecy belonged to her—not her light-drenched cou

“Are you sure you want to use this transformation serum?” Edna grabbed Allure’s wrist, stopping her from drinking the contents of the vial. “I mean, Prince Regan has never met Lily. So, it’s impossible that he would recognise her. Even if he does, that Lycan Prince won’t mind the swap. After all, being married to the legitimate daughter of Alpha Rhysand is more profitable than marrying the daughter of a maid. Why go to such lengths just for the sake of a political marriage?”

NORA Striker stared down at me, without ever blinking. I gulped, my eyes flickering around the room, searching for the exit. There was one window, but it was behind Dustin. Instead, there was a wide-open door just behind me. “ So…she is not Princess Lenora? ” I scrunched my nose, glancing at Beatrice. “ I had the right hunch. She had an omega vibe. A Lycan Princess can not give that vibe. You said Omegas were not your type. You clearly lied, Your Highness! ”

Nora was barely conscious… her eyelids fluttered weakly, and her breathing was shallow and uneven. First, the gag. Karter carefully removed the cloth wrapped around Nora's mouth, wincing at the red marks it had left on the girl's skin. The fabric was rough, probably torn from a bed sheet, and it had been tied cruelly tight. Next, the bindings. Karter didn't have time to fumble with knots. She elongated her nails, letting her lycan strength come to the surface just enough to give her the claws she needed. With quick, precise movements, she slashed through the cloths binding Nora's hands and ankles. The fabric fell away in shredded pieces.

She looked at the woman in front of Cassia, who nodded and took over. “Anwir is a greedy man. He has a harem full of women. Some, he allows his men to keep and use. Lycans, though. We are supposed to be kept pure if we are virgins when we’re caught… and only allowed to be marked and used in ways that will fade… and won’t interfere.” Cassia’s jaw dropped, and she heard her Alphas both stifle a growl. “Interfere… with… what?” She wasn’t certain she wanted to know.