Trial Of The Sun Queen Novels & Stories

Another pointed at me and said something about demons. The herald raised his scroll. “By decree of the council, the princess shall stand trial at sunrise.” “Sunrise?” I repeated. “What am I supposed to do until then? Reflect?” The nobles whispered again. “She is arrogant.” “She is mocking the council.” “She is finished.” I ignored them. “There is no evidence,” I said. “None. Not one unbiased witness.” “She attacked the queen,” someone shouted. “She poisoned the king,” someone else cried. “She was seen fleeing the upper hall.”

They were all thin and barely breathing. "He is going to drain me too?" I whispered. "Unless you pass the Trial of the Moon," Moira said. “Another trail again?" "This trail is an ancient rite that tests Luna Queens," she explained. "If you pass, you gain power that could stop him. If you fail..." She did not finish as before I could ask more, the cell door opened and the guards entered and unlocked my chains. "The master wants you," one said and they dragged me out. They threw me into a chamber and Ronan stood with his back to me.

“I am sure.” “Very well.” Selene seemed to rise up higher, and even more ethereal, if that was possible. “I pledge my help. I will send my own white wolf to help you when the time is near. She will come in the form of a daughter of my own kind. She will be unlike any other from your own time. She will be mated to your last son. And she will bare the name of the flowers that you grow here. And together they will become the last Alpha King and Queen to rule these lands. They will both make sacrifices to defeat the darkness. But defeated he will be.” “But surely my eldest son will become the King?” My eyes widen in surprise.

Their faces were pressed against the cold floor as their bodies shook violently. Several female werewolves who used to know me were trembling so hard their teeth chattered. “S-Selena… the Alliance’s strongest Alpha King, Lord Lucas, is your mate?” “The steward elder even performed a kneeling salute! And Leo called her his mom! She must be that mysterious Luna Queen everyone talks about, the one Lord Lucas treasures above all!” Gasps spread through the room again. I found the noise irritating, so I simply gave a faint smile.

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

Then he wanted to poison me to death? I shook my head slowly, wishing that I could shake away this whole bizarre scene. "I'm the Luna Queen of this country," I replied. "No one can kill me without a good reason, not even you." "Normally, that would be true," David said. "But your family has colluded with rogues to betray me." His lips curled into a sickening smirk. "Or at least that's what's been reported to me, so I have every right to execute you. Don't worry, your family will be joining you soon."

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her...

Most of it was campaign noise, which I could handle when I got home, but an email flagged urgent from my Beta piqued my interest. I opened it, read it twice, and cursed under my breath, scrubbing one hand over my face. Apparently, in the span of a single day, the Alpha Council had pushed a policy change—effective immediately, no Alpha could run for Alpha King without a Luna at his side. A King needed a queen, they had decided. Stability. A united front. The packs wanted a family in the seat, not a bachelor. Underneath, the Council had attached a list of eligible bachelorette from the right bloodlines. I would have scrolled away ignoring it entirely, had my Beta not tacked a final message ont

“Despite appearances, I’m still a prince of this kingdom.” “That’s not what—” she began to weakly protest before seeming to second-guess herself and quickly cut herself off, swinging her glare back to me. “Look, he told me to bring you, and I cannot refuse a direct order from His Majesty,” she said before taking on a low, warning tone: “and neither should you.” Meanwhile, Eric held out his arm to me opposite Isabelle. “The Luna Queen is waiting for you.” I gulped. If both were true, I would risk insulting one person by choosing the other. But on the chance that only one told the truth, I needed to choose carefully.

The heat from his presence was so intense the gold mail on my neck began to glow a dull red. "The nineteenth name on your mother's list wasn't just a lock," Helios whispered. "It was an invitation. Iyanla was my chosen mate before Ashford stole her. She was the Sun-Queen who was forced to scrub floors in a cellar." The world turned to ice, despite the heat. I looked at the basket in Sira’s arms, then at my own hands. "She loved him," I rasped. "She loved Ashford."