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World peace with the rest of the other supernatural races is our primary goal, and we wouldn't let any evil entities destroy it. I am Pryce Karstensen Winsley, Queen of the Werewolves, wife of the incredible but freaky Princess Blair of the Northern Witches and the Vampires, mother of four children, and the storyteller of the night. That's all you should know. And it's time to go to sleep, my little girls, my boys, and my love. You still have classes tomorrow. Come on." I narrated to my kids and my wife as they all sat on the bed, listening intently, and I closed the book in my hold. "Woah, Mommy! You are so... dope! That was amazing! So, are you telling us that you and Mama Blair have... ha

“Emily, listen to me carefully. The Werewolf King is not like other men. When he sets his eyes on something, he does not ask. He takes.” Something inside me shrank. Matteo continued, “And because of what you are… you are a threat. A symbol. A power source. Whoever controls the white wolf controls balance — or chaos.” My knees felt weak. “But I don’t want to be controlled.” Matteo’s jaw clenched. “Then you must stay far away from Damien.” I almost laughed — a broken, breathless sound. “He saved my life.” “He also claimed you,” Matteo snapped. “And that is far worse.”

She will fall into darkness, and our world will follow. I skid around a massive, twisting oak tree, watching Damian’s obsidian tail disappear over a rocky ridge. My heart completely sinks. This isn't just about a broken heart or a rejected mating bond anymore; it is literally about the survival of our species. The werewolf Prince is fated to a Lycan Queen.

I am powerful. Heck, I’m going to be the queen. I wish I could declare how I feel, but first, I must earn his love. I must work for the betterment of the entire Werewolf community. And I don’t want the Werewolves to think that I’m only doing it because I’m in love with Aldrich. I’ll have to earn their trust, and it will not be easy. The Werewolves toe the line, they always act with deference, but it is out of fear, not out of respect.

Our allies kept expanding as well. My highly efficient management skills enabled every pack to complement each other. Our food products, population, and wealth grew exponentially. I was able to win the support and love of every pack with Adrian's help and became the newest queen of the pack alliance. My coronation as queen was held a year later. That was when the newest Alpha from Moon Shadow Pack came to me with the news. Rook had lost interest in managing Moon Shadow Pack and was kicked out of his position by his citizens. Sera was filled with disdain for him and told him the truth. Anna was not his daughter.

My feet froze where I was as I looked at her with nothing but bland confusion. “Please, what’s going on here?” My voice broke. I couldn’t see the reason why my mother would be crying while trying to say something to me. I couldn’t see the reason why congratulations wasn’t the first thing my family said to me that morning. Usually, when a werewolf achieves her first shift, the family would be so happy and might even throw a party. But the case happened to be different today. “Why not listen to what the queen has to say?” Selena sneered in.

Flaring my eyes at the surprise package that these werewolves have coming, I see lots of werewolves racing out of the woods to attack the vampires. The fight is surely going to be bloody, but I wasn't privileged to see it, and I didn't even want to, as Luna took me into the woods. In my mind, I am confused at how she is a queen and doesn't even act like one, like they do in the movies. You know, in most supernatural movies I have watched, the queen is usually the one to be protected by members of her clan, while the king and the rest of their men would be the ones to go to the fight.

So I asked again. "Who is she? The Queen of what?" He gave me a look of disbelief before he started explaining. "Contrary to what most of us believe, the one who first united the seven werewolf packs and ruled the werewolf kingdom as one was not a man. She was a woman—the Queen of werewolves. She was the one who built the palace where we're going to live with our pups. She lived in that palace for about seven hundred years with her lover, Andrew. Andrew was also known as the first man to become a wolf..."

The werewolf warned Leah. "Wait a minute! What's your name?" interrupted Leah. She held the man back for a moment. The man turned his head as Leah's hand grabbed him. Oops! Leah hurriedly released her grip. She didn't want him to misunderstand her. "Jack," the man told Leah. "Jack, nice name too," Leah replied with a murmur. "By the way, is your leader a werewolf too?" she asked curiously. Jack glanced at Leah somewhat irritated by her stupid question. "Alpha is our leader here. Including the king in our kingdom. Do you understand?"

I'll be eighteen in less than a month, but I looked much older, especially tonight all dolled up. My tall lean body was tan with smooth skin, my silky hair a chestnut brown and my eyes, my best feature, are a perfect storm of blues with hint of lavender. Not a color common among humans, and that is because I'm a werewolf. I was born an alpha female and future Queen. It was in my genes to be beautiful, but it wasn't guaranteed I would be treated like royalty. Tonight, I needed an escape. I had put on a skimpy black dress with real diamonds swirled in the front and planned to drag my best friend from our cruel reality for a few hours.