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Kiana watches her, a small smile resting on her lips. There is something comforting about this. The movement. The voices. The certainty that everything is coming together. “Do you like it?” the Queen asks suddenly, turning back to her. Kiana blinks, then looks down at herself. At the fabric. At the details. At the care woven into every thread. “Yes,” she says softly. Then, with more certainty, “I love it.” The Queen’s expression softens. “Good,” she says. “It should be worthy of you.”

The royal wolfs are more powerful than any other wolf ,that is why they become kings and queens. "I want a big family Adam,like 4 kids or something .I always thought of adopting ,since there are so many pups that need a home. If I don't get pregnant by luck within a year after becoming queen,I will adopt ,but if I don't then could we be able to adopt ?"He gave me a reassuring smile ,with his left dimple popping out .

“Do you know what it means to be the mother of the Alpha King’s royal heirs?” Wolfe’s voice thundered, his growl shaking the air. “It means you are the Luna Queen. And how dare you, Lois, try to use the sextuplets for your own ambition?”

The sub-alpha, his family and advisors lived in the capital. The betas oversaw the welfare of each section and reported to the sub-alpha who in turn reported to the king. This system also applied to the north but they had no sub-alpha. The betas of the north reported to the royal beta and then he reports to the king. Every year, after the delivery of half-breeds, there was a ball for the sub-alphas and betas in the north. Alpha Alcius absolutely despised us. He once declared that we should be killed but, werewolves and lycans began to find mates in half breeds. Killing them would take away potential mates and so the decree was reversed. We were to be used as slaves.

"She is the descendant of the strongest queens in werewolf history. Queen Althea, queen Mireille. Queen sera of the white fang. The women who built the first alliances. The women who ended blood wars, the women who swore oaths to protect your fathers, the women who sacrificed their lives to save our species, who created the peace we all enjoy now." The elders adjusted. "You call the west kingdom a curse," Arden said. "But it was the queens of the west who held the line when the other species attacked, they all fought with their lives while most of you hid your shameless faces in the cave, it was their blood and sweat that brought peace." "That was hundreds of years ago," Marius said. "Times

QUEEN VICTORIA'S POV:- The cart finally came to a halt in front of the werewolf palace. I stepped out of the cart. I straightened up my clothes and dusted them if there was any dust on my dress. "Queen Victoria, the Queen of all vampires. I, King Zeus, welcome you to the werewolf kingdom. It is an honour for me to have such an amazing, beautiful and strong lady as a guest at my palace." I heard a deep and raspy voice that made me look up.

he snapped. “And so do we.” I stepped closer, trailing a finger over the ink on his chest, kill marks, pack marks, victories he’d earned long before I crashed into his life like a beautiful disaster. “We take a major pack,” I said softly, “and we solidify our territory. Fear grows. Our name spreads. The Wolf King will be too busy coddling his pregnant mate to notice.” His eyes flashed hot. There it was, the soft spot. The Queen. The hunter-whore that the Kingdom was marrying.

I asked, my tone skeptical. He chuckled again, as though my ignorance entertained him. "The one who holds the power doesn’t even know what she is. Listen closely, darling. Each century, a Wolf Queen is born. She is destined to be the ruler of the pack she is born into. She will lead them into wars and emerge victorious. That’s what you’re doing right now, darling. The only difference is, you won’t emerge victorious." He paused, his eyes narrowing as he studied me. "Ever since the death of the last Wolf Queen centuries ago, we hadn’t seen another. We assumed the cycle of the Wolf Queen had been broken. But here you are, standing before me, daughter."

The Wolf Queen stepped forward slowly without fear, her shoes clicking together with her Alpha King's steps towards the center of the troop formation. "Aurelius Dynasty," Chloe greeted, intoning like a CEO who was disappointed to see a dirty new factory facility. "You invited me to drink tea, but from what I see... your drinking place looks like an old dusty ditch."