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She looked exactly as the stories described—graceful yet terrifying, her presence alone enough to command silence. Beside her… stood warriors I had never seen before. Her eyes swept across the hall, cold and sharp. Then she spoke. “Stop this foolishness.” Her voice was calm, but it carried weight. No one dared to speak. The head elder bowed deeply. “Your Majesty, we were just—” “You were about to make a grave mistake.” Silence. My heart skipped. She turned slowly… her gaze landing on Thorne. “You,” she said. Thorne stiffened but quickly tried to regain composure. “Queen Mother, with all due respect, the pack has already chosen—”

Fire-bright eyes scanned the newcomers. Beside Avi, Kael whispered, horrified, “…that’s the Red Demon?” Avi choked on a laugh. “Don’t call her that to her face.” “She heard me, didn’t she?” Kael stiffened. Brie’s massive head swung toward him. She snorted hot air blasting his hair back like a gale then chuffed in amusement before shifting. Her dragon form rippled, compressed, and in a flash of light, the Queen stood before them in ceremonial white and red, smiling sweetly.

Her makeup and hair color coordinated perfectly with the outfit she wore. "She has the appearance of a successful businesswoman. And are those clothes from Li Qing's brand that she's wearing?" When Esme examined the fabric more closely, she distinctly recalled seeing a similar one at Li Qing during one of her most recent visits there. This item is part of a limited edition collection. "After she saw you modeling for Li Qing, she decided to purchase that." "She is aware that Li Qing uses me as a model, right? Has she been keeping an eye on me?" Esme blinked slowly.

I saw that Carline's one eyebrow was raised while Astrielle's mouth leaves a small smirked but later on she smiled. "And? you think that your curly hairs aren't looking like a bird's nest?..." "Wow!..." I heard Carline whispered to what Astrielle uttered. She just mocked back, Queenie. The latter stamps her feet and crossed her hands on her chest. She walks towards our direction but Astrielle didn't even step back and never scared. When Queenie is at the front of Astrielle she pointed my friend's right shoulder using her newly painted nails and she growl.

of ropes and bts, gag bapd and the likes… of course I know they are sex toys for domination but why are they here? "Oh, so you finally speak" she ate her eyes in an awkward manner. I try not staring at her tits one last time but it's too late as I glare at them unable to take my eyes off. "I see you are rather more interested in something else, who gave you the order to come here?" She asks Ice again. "Number three, black tier one" I say just like a soldier…or rather are controlled robots. Funny enough the words are not stuck in my throat anymore.

Rithambara spoke after a good gap. " you say scary, your highness. May I've the privilege to know what makes you say so? " asked Marcus and with a bold edge. It seemed as if he had lost his shyness and nervousness. Rithambara's eyebrows rose listening to him but she didn't answer him instantly, rather, she turned her head towards painting while her eyes cascaded down with fragile tint as if titillating petals of flowers. Her iris finally settled down at curvaceous letters which carved ' Queen Athena '

Next came Salem, who looked over the crowd with an intense gaze and an intimidatingly dashing smirk. Finally, in marched the queen, wearing a bladed crown of silver, crimson, and black. She had raven-like wings, and ram horns curled out from just above her ears. Jewelry hung from strings tied around them. Rosette frowned and stroked her own bare horns, as if debating whether to bejewel them. “Bathoria,” she muttered. “She must have worked hard to find a bloodmother from that line, much less convince her she was worthy of such sacred milk. Bathorias have always thought highly of themselves.”

After finishing her words, Queenie hopped into her Ferrari and drove off. Brittany squinted her gorgeous eyes and said, “If I’m not mistaken, this Lord Bale of Hydra Group is interested in our Lush Cosmetics.” Alex huffed. “He can dream on.”

He too was bowing, his head lowered in respect. I blinked in confusion. Kayden was an Alpha. He would never bow to me—an Omega. But here he was, along with the others, all of them calling out the same words in unison. “Hail our Queen.” My heart pounded in my chest. “Queen?” I whispered, my voice trembling. This didn’t make sense. I wasn’t a queen. I wasn’t even an Alpha. Why were they bowing to me? Before I could ask more questions, the dream began to fade. The forest, the wolves, and the strange power I felt all started to slip away, like sand through my fingers.

No one could touch them. The Queen herself was flawless. She had the best poreless skin that was a shade darker than Brittany's tannish brown skin tone. Her eyes were a piercing blue that was bright in the darkness. Her hair was in waves of reddish-brown hair that had slightly a redder tint to it. On her head was her crown that was woven from the best trees that London probably had to offer. It was a mix of red, green, yellow, and orange, all braided together. Her wrists also had the same woven leaves on them as well.