Tomorrow X Together Crown Novels & Stories

I stared at him for a long moment. "Finish it, Aldric. Reject me properly" I said. He straightened. When he spoke again his voice rang through the hall like a blade through silence. "I, Alpha Aldric Burke, reject you, Annabel Voss, as my fated mate and future Luna, before this pack and the Goddess who bound us." The bond didn't sever quietly. It tore. White-hot agony ripped through my chest and my knees hit the stone floor before I understood I was falling. Vivianne's voice came from somewhere above me — "she must accept, it won't complete until she accepts" — and I pressed one palm flat to the floor and breathed through it.

Because he already possessed four. Nine remaining Crowns. Scattered across the world. Then one light stood out. Bright blue. Far away. Then another. Silver. Then another. Black. Then the vision zoomed outward. Showing something much larger. Something terrifying. The Crown network. All thirteen fragments. Connected. Waiting. Building toward something. Then the vision vanished. Immediately. Thomas staggered. Breathing heavily. Then Henry caught him. Then: "What did you see?" Silence. Then Thomas answered. Then:

he said. Kaia didn’t hesitate. “Yes.” Crew nodded once. “Good.” Then he glanced back at me. “And you chose her back.” I met his gaze steadily. “Yes.” Crew let out a satisfied breath. “Well then,” he said. “Stormhollow respects a completed bond.” His eyes flicked to the mark again before he gave a short nod. “Looks like you two made it official.” The courtyard quieted down after that.

“We all know Ash was never raised to lead. He dropped out of his training the moment Mr. Moretti named Dante as the next Don. So I believe a vote is necessary—if we all want to have a rightful next Don to lead this family after Dante.” Dante clenched his teeth. “Harper, what’s going on?” I kept my tone even. “In order to protect the Moretti name and my husband’s legacy as Don, I hereby declare the vote to whether Ash take over the Don’s seat officially open. Every vote counts.” Dante turned, already moving toward the door, gesturing for me to follow. “Harper, a word? In private?” I rose from my seat and followed Dante out. I didn’t make it far. Barely turned the corner before the smell hit m

It felt… steadied. By the time the city center was ready for the coronation, Ancnix looked different. Not untouched by war—but shaped by survival. The Storm crest hung proudly from every banner and dais, lightning and lion rendered in gold and deep blue. The square had been cleared and rebuilt, stone polished, platforms raised. Everyone knew there was still so much work ahead. But today was not for mourning. Today was for a future that had refused to die. Elora and Declan stood beside Zayden and Kailee as the ceremony unfolded, the crowd filling the square in waves of color and sound. When the crown was placed, when the vows were spoken, the roar that followed shook the very bones of the cit

She swallowed down her rising fear and pinned all her hope on Falcon. Julia raised her voice, trying to cover her panic with bluster. "That crown was mine first! Your sister touched it, and now it's filthy! I demand an apology and compensation ten times its price for the emotional damage!" Unyielding, she added, "And you must finish cutting off all her hair for me! Most importantly, the arrangement between this bitch and the Alpha must be canceled!" Then, as if she were being generous, she added smugly, "If you do all that, maybe I'll let this go. Otherwise, none of you are leaving this store alive!"

I reminded him of that. Mark’s laughter filled the room, "You pull her brand under Crownwell & Brooks, and not only will sales explode, the old men on your father’s board will have no choice but to acknowledge you.” he added and I smiled. But even as he said it, my mind wandered to that final, elusive woman—the one CEO no one could seem to pin down easily. She had built a brand with ruthless speed, but stayed hidden from the spotlight, a ghost among giants. She's a mystery and the last key to my throne. Am never missing this opportunity.

Perhaps another round of torture. “The Alpha king is visiting our pack tomorrow for the regional pack visitation, and Jeremy wants you to prepare the meals ahead of time. Your special delicacies, and he said to mention that his mom would be in attendance too, so you better not embarrass this family.” She announced as she walked ahead of me, and I didn’t bother arguing. It would only cause more trouble for me. The Alpha king visiting means better dishes, and I will barely get any help from the maids since Jeremy already told them not to take orders from me. I am tired, sleep-deprived, and now my future hangs in the air.

My tutor's headaches earned their keep as my hand found the seams men lay over truth and tugged. "First bell confirmed," I murmured. "Wick paid, tripled. 'Repeat at dusk if no receipt signed.' A meeting marked for...Conclave Hall, three days hence." I swallowed. "Winter Solstice business. Crowns and merchants and the church, noses all at the same trough." "Bold," Jas said from the door, as much admiration as contempt. "Here," I said, pointing to a particularly self-satisfied flourish. "'R reconciliation package drafted for missing asset.'"

I wasn’t bothered so I let it go. “Lara, you look great. How have you been” Crown asked. “Thank you, I’ve been ok. And you” I asked Crown. “Still living life” Crown said with a smile on his face. His smile seems to be infectious because I started to smile too. Then, I realized I was still in Orion’s embrace. I stepped back a bit because I suddenly felt awkward, but now I feel cold. “This is a big turnout. Do you know all these people” I asked Orion. “Not really. I most likely only know half. The rest are plus ones” he responded. “I bought a plus one” I said with a giggle, “but I have no idea where she went” I continued, looking around at the same time. I wasn’t really that c