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, Daniel said, but she was still wiggling in his arms. “ROXY, GIVE CONTROL TO NORA.”, Evangeline orders using Alpha tone. Since she had an Alpha Lycan, her aura was enough for any wolf to knelt down in front of her. Even Thunder whimpered in fear. In no time, Nora’s wolf gave control to her, and she looked at everyone and then Ezequiel in concern. “Nora, dear!! Where is blood?” Clara asked, on which Nora looked clueless. ‘Please don’t tell me that her wolf dropped it somewhere.’, I thought in my mind.

"I'm glad to be here too. But there are a lot of things you're not aware of and I don't have enough strength to sustain us." "But you need to know we are different. Right now, I can't tell you much as I'll soon be pulled back into the abyss." "We are different?" I asked her "I told you I'm Aurora. What I didn't tell you is we are from the clan of Lycans. And.." She stopped talking. "And what, Aurora?" "Aurora, are you there? Still no response. She left me again. What's going on? I can't seemingly place my hands on a thing. My life has been anything but normal.

“I won’t let you be happy because of this. Remember that. My queen.” When Shahila said “my queen”, she gave a little bow. A mocking bow. Harper rolled her eyes at her and stormed off. None of the words she said has shaken her. Not anymore. Harper knows that now, she’s the more powerful one. Everything and everyone are under her. Even the Lycan King. She closed the door behind her as she entered her room. The nurse-maid was feeding little Hector with milk on a bottle. “Please leave.” – Harper said and the nurse-maid obliged instantly

The two weren’t able to stay long, though, and I know they could have just done that to make a point known to me–and I know I’m not doing anything wrong, but I still couldn’t help being bothered. Titus is king and Lana is still a Wintour. One of the oldest lycan blood that existed alongside the Andreyevs. I can’t go against someone like that all by myself. My hands instinctively fisted themselves. I know I should stop feeling insecure about this.

“And she just attacked one of my people. I will bring war to your doorstep, Finlay. So choose wisely.” “Hey.” He raised his hands. “Okay. You don’t have to threaten me. I know who you are, Alpha Ryden. How can I help?” “Take us to your queen. My friend is dying because of that woman. If he dies, I will start haunting one of you until I find her.” “Fair enough.” Finlay swallowed hard and opened a door. “Follow me.” Then opened an exit door that served as a passage to their realm. “Are you sure we’re in the right place?” I asked Nora instinctively while looking around. We were deep in the woods, unfamiliar to me. My heart began pumping hard in my chest. My muscles tensed and my skin was covere

It has been quite some time since news of my species reached me so I couldn't conceal my excitement upon getting this opportunity. Xanna rushes to the sitting room, alarmed by my urgent tone. As she looks at the screen, her eyes widen in utter astonishment. On screen, Alpha Gary and Beta Naria stand in silver handcuffs while their pack members are on their knees with heads bowed in submission before five Lycans. These Lycans exude extreme authority, their faces set hard and unyielding. At a distance from the rest of the pack, the three Alpha Females are also kneeling. Their faces are red as if they have been crying for a long time and they appear considerably slimmer than when we last saw th

I stared at the spot where the King and Queen of the Lycans had disappeared into the trees, their cloaked figures melting into dappled shadows like characters from some strange fairy tale. My fingers were still tangled with Christian's, our picnic half-forgotten around us, and a laugh bubbled up from my chest - sudden, uncontrolled, slightly hysterical. The Queen of the Lycans had just invited me for tea while wrapped in nothing but a cloak, her hair wild from running in wolf form. If my mother could see me now, she'd either faint dead away or disown me on the spot. Possibly both.

The next morning, I recieved the reports from my spies and clenched my jaw tightly. “Noreen,” I muttered. She was supposed to be insignificant. A weak, rejected mate who should’ve faded into obscurity. Yet somehow, she had risen from the ashes, taking Harold’s side and… what? Leading the kingdom ? That was just outrageous! The idea of that was absurd. I scoffed, leaning back in my chair. Still, the whispers couldn’t be ignored. My sources had confirmed it, Noreen had declared herself ruler, claiming to be the last Lycan and demonstrating powers that had silenced even the most skeptical elder

"I think you've really lost your mind. Look at yourself before you lie. Everyone knows the Lycan King's mate is a noblewoman of ancient blood. What are you?" The onlookers began to whisper. "She said she's the Luna here?" "What a joke. The Lycan Queen would never look like that." I said nothing more, calculating in my head how much longer she could enjoy her moment. At the same time, I dialed Damien's Beta's number. "Sir, there's a she-wolf here with a file, claiming to be our Luna. She also stole another Luna's necklace." A panicked voice came from the other end.

Lucian’s voice cut through the stillness. “Let this summit bear witness,” he said, his tone carrying across every corner of the hall. Aurelia felt it again his hand brushing hers, not gripping, not forcing. Choosing. Standing with her. The balance of power had shifted and everyone knew it. The silence breaks. The tension snaps and before anyone can challenge it Lucian steps forward. His voice echoes through the summit, cold and absolute: “Aurelia Nightbane…” A pause. The entire world holding its breath. “…will stand as Queen Candidate of the Lycan throne.”