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Demona Maxwell**BE ADVISED* The MEN in my story have more of a BROMANCE. They DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT engage in boy-on-boy sexual acts. But do expect cuddling and the occasional forehead kisses as a sign of affection. However, the WOMEN in my story are all Bi.Sexual, so expect sultry and sexy with them. I hope you keep reading, and now back to the story.* I love that you have made it this far. What an exciting development for King Lorcan and his Queen. Yes, I know you want to get back Kimarhi's POV to find out what the heck is going on, and your wish is my command. The next update will hopefully drop tomorrow. Don't forget to drop a Gem if you have one.
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Fated to the Queen 12.1-Longing
Kimarhi - Lion Island - Day before the Summit Waking up refreshed, I realize the bed is empty; Lorcan left late last night. I fight back the tears as I feel very lonely now. It happened in such a blur yesterday. I was fated, and he was mine. Lorcan also gave me more than I bargained for, that’s for sure. Our first time together was magnificent. He wasn’t angry with what we did, nor did he hold it against me. The fated bond is no joke; I have seen others living it, like Theo and Helena, but only experienced it for the first time yesterday. It isn’t easy to feel happy when he isn’t here. I force myself out of bed, not realizing I’m crying. All this will be an adjustment. I’ve never had to rely on anyone, and now my heart feels emptier. I felt this way when Lorcan was talking with his father yesterday. I was nervous about announcing him to my people as their King. It’ll be fine, and he must fulfill his family obligations before returning to me to his new home. ‘My Queen would you like
Fated to the Queen 12.2-Longing
'What was that about?' Tavers asks through the pride link, taking a seat to my left. 'I’m not sure. Dorian has always been respectful, but just now, he was downright rude.' I answer by repeating Dorian’s opinion. 'I thought everyone would be happy they have a King again, but Dorian just seems hateful,' I say with eyes closed to hide that I'm using the link. My anger subsides as I sense a warm hand on mine. Tavers runs his fingers across my wounded knuckles, and even they feel better. His touch, like Anya's, soothes me into calmness. 'Just know that those insecurities are his own, My Queen. Think nothing of it.' He taps my hand, removing his, and follows up with the best thing he can say. 'Dorian will be removed from the council as of now. I will speak with him later. You concentrate on other things, my Queen.' He knows what I need to hear. Feeling better, I look at Dorian’s back as he walks down the hall. With a smug smile, I shake off this situation and concentrate on Sir Tavers.
Fated to the Queen 13.1-Torn
Xim - First night of the Summit Sentry duty is usually long and lonely, but tonight, I'm paired with two members of other clans to protect Lion Island. This gives me people to talk to while on watch, but I'm not in the mood. When we arrived this evening, I felt ill and dizzy from all the floral smells in the air, so much so my head was killing me. It was so painful that I couldn't concentrate on sentry duty. Extremely sullen and fatigued, my mind is a cluttered mess. Thankfully, there wasn't an attack from the shadow clan, and the night passed quickly. I'm relieved early from my post, and because of the pain, I can't activate the den link and move to find my Alpha. Maybe I miss Imagyn. It's been two days since seeing her last, and I'm not sure I like this feeling. Two ships left Wolf Island yesterday, and one went to Reptile Island to help with a recent attack. Needing healers, she went, but I wished she hadn't. I could use her soft touch. If Imagyn were here, she would massage my
Fated to the Queen 13.2-Torn
I looked around the room while I waited, planted where Kimarhi asked me to stay. She may have meant I could sit but didn’t say it. The room is nice and warm, with the inviting aroma of her scent enveloping every crevice and calming me to a point. Kimarhi has a lovely apartment-style suite, very befitting for a Queen. Spacious and decorated to show her style, homey, lived in but lonely in a way. The room has white dahlias’, the symbol of Lion Island, subtly displayed everywhere. In vases on dressers and tables. Along with hints throughout the décor, blankets, pillows, and a painting. The sitting area has a plush sectional couch with lots of cushions. Scanning the rest, there is a closet across from the bathroom. Between it are a bay window and a seat with heavy thick curtains. My eyes land on the large bed. It looks comfortable, and I hope to be in soon if she lets me. But I shake my head to clear that lustful thought. No, I can’t yet. I have to speak with her first. After being hid
Fated to the Queen 14.1-Revelations
Anya - Evening on Day One of the Summit The summit has me busy in the kitchen tonight. Everyone wants seconds of our banquet. Lost in my thoughts of food, the service door opens, making me smile. But it’s not Kimarhi like usual. However, it is another member of my family. “Anya, My Old Friend!” Alpha Morgan says with a broad smile, entering my kitchen with confidence. “Morgan, who are you calling old? I can still make a belt out of you,” I threaten, feigning anger and offering him a smirk. “Still as feisty as ever, I see,” he says, leaning to peck my cheek. The warmth from his touch calms me, and I forget about his loving insult. “Always! Now what can I do for you, Alpha?” I ask while a staff member comes over for approval of her dish. It tasted perfect, and I dismissed her with a nod. “I believe we should speak privately, My Friend. I feel this to be urgent,” he says, all giddy, but that isn’t anything new. When it comes to Morgan, everything is important. I bet he needs more w
Fated to the Queen 14.2-Revelations
As my grandmother called us, we are The Guardians—the descendants of Queen Emera and her fated mates. The story of her court has been lost over the years. Some still believe, and others think it’s a legend or myth. The thought of a chimera shifter living again is awe-inspiring. My grandmother told me stories about the Chimera Queen being the perfect form of her fated mates. Her dreams were full of images of the past, and she was given the Prophecy. Not it’s my job to help Kimarhi fulfill her destiny and bloom. To become a Chimera Shifter. The humans have a similar story but get it wrong like most. For them, the Chimera is a monster with two or three heads and a malformed body. Our Kimarhi will be so much more than that. She can shift into any form, see through her mate’s eyes, and fight with them. Because of this, we have worked tirelessly to be the accurate record keepers. All the clans keep a census, and we save a copy of all records and the Prophecy under lock and key. We have tr
Fated to the Queen 15.1-Acceptance
Kimarhi - Late Evening of Summit Day One I wipe away Xim’s stray tears. He’s about to explain his sadness when Lorcan enters the room. The scent that surrounds me is delectable, making my heart race. The rain and heavy earth mixed with musk and the woods send my senses into overdrive. Lorcan seductively asks if Xim is my new toy, and I smirk. It would be easier that way, like with Magnus. But will My King accept this new fated bond? He is smiling, but does he sense what I am doing? Lorcan closes the gap between us, his eyes darkening. Xim stood up defensively, and they lunged at each other. They both growl possessively, looking at me, while Lorcan restrains Xim. Standing, I force my way between them quickly with my hands outstretched to their chest. Lorcan’s solid frame is lowly growling, and Xim’s still body is hissing. “Stop!” I can feel the sparks from both hit my chest again. They are mine. There is no doubt. “My Fated, My Home,” I pull them closer. Their scents wash over me,
Fated to the Queen 15.2-Acceptance
"We don’t have to go to bed, My Queen. Here is fine,” his lustful tone says he isn't waiting. "My Alpha. May I watch?" Xim asks, and his voice breaks the tension. His statement sets me on fire as his eyes lock on us excitedly. With that look, Lorcan forcefully opens my robe, exposing my breast. Not shy about it, I let him fondle me before Xim. Moaning from the sparks, I reply for Lorcan. “I think that’s a yes, you can watch,” I giggle, and Lorcan squeezes my breast harder, scratching at my skin. “Definitely a yes,” I growl this time. “Help your mistress to stand,” Lorcan demands after kissing my lips with such need. Xim sits up and takes my hand, lifting me to my feet. His face is perfectly placed at my pelvis, only the thin silk separating us from actual contact. But his warm hiss can be felt against my pulsing lower lips. The sensation is so inviting that I shimmy ever so slightly to tempt him, but Xim only blushes. Lorcan pulls my robe off my shoulders, letting it fall to the
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Fated to the Queen 24.2-Apologies
Imagyn holds the back of my head like it’s fragile. She softly hums, running her fingers through my hair. Her touch is soothing, and she is too kind to me. “My loving Wolf, it just tickles,” she says sweetly, “and it feels much better now. Thank you, Lorcan.” My heart flutters as she says my name. I kiss her thighs again, and the bruises lighten. I continue to touch her skin, and they are barely visible anymore. I’m amazed by this mate bond and her healing. “My Serpent,” she calls over her shoulder. Xim comes up behind her, kissing her with care. I am in awe of them both. “My Alpha, stand up!” he says, not looking at me but at Imagyn. I do so in a hurry not to anger him more. I am met by their longing but firm gazes. I could smell Imagyn clearly, but Xim’s scent was still faint. “NEVER, again, will you bruise her skin!” He bellows, making me bow my head. His tone is like a command, making me proud. “No, My Alpha, never again,” I say with all the love in my heart, “I Promise!” “
Fated to the Queen 24.1-Apologies
Lorcan My purring lioness knew what I needed at that moment, and I loved her so much for it. The sexual tension has been thick since meeting Imagyn. We said we would wait. One day doesn’t seem like a lot, but being fated comes with increased libido. Plus, today was different. I needed what was mine. Kimarhi lays exhausted on the table, breathing heavily and twitching. I remove myself gently and raise my pants. I looked around for something to clean her, catching sight of a serving tray and grabbing the tea towel around the handle. I press it lightly to her core, making her moan, letting it soak up our mess. She has a blissful look on her face, radiating beauty. After cleaning her, I again dipped between her legs. I kiss her thighs and core, apologizing for my rough handling. She moans with arousal and pushes herself into me reflexively. “My Queen, do you want more?” I kiss her again. She flips over and looks satisfied as she pulls me up to her face and kisses me. “I am pleasantl
Fated to the Queen 23.Anger
Xim The issue in the arena baffles me as we head to see Sir Tavers. Imagyn grips me the whole way. She’s tense as we feel the irritation swimming from Lorcan and Kimarhi. I have never seen them this angry before, and it worries me. Upon arriving at Pride Council, there is a pliable silence as we wait. When I heard Kimarhi’s voice in my head for the first time. I shivered from head to toe; it was so lovely. Her sweet words make me realize I haven’t had anyone in my head in a while, not even Imagyn. I respond in kind, letting her know I Love her despite the tension. Imagyn looks eager to help, so I release her. She escorts Lorcan to us. He has a sneer that can only be described as pissed off. But our Luna guides him skillfully. ‘My Serpent, will you massage his shoulders,’ Imagyn asks through the link. ‘Yes, My love, anything for our King,’ and end the link. Helping Lorcan relax makes me feel strong and confident. He leans into my touch as Imagyn hums. She’s soothing him well that
Fated to the Queen 22.2-Ceremony
I have no words while we walk through the village to the clan house. The land is beautifully decorated, but my mood sees it as dull and drab. How could this day of joy turn sour so quickly? I can feel Lorcan’s fury waving from my side. I reach out to him, realizing I’m not holding his hand. Xim and Imagyn are close behind, arms around each other in a cuddling walk. At least they aren’t too upset. We enter the pride council room, where Tavers waits in his usual chair. He looks concerned, “My Queen and My King, I’m sorry that this situation has befallen our clan on a wonderful day. I’m ashamed of Dorian’s actions,” he says sincerely with a bow. Saying his name makes Lorcan strain against me towards Tavers. I push back gently and shake my head at him. ‘It’s ok, my love,’ remembering I can pride link them now, I reach out to Imagyn and Xim. ‘My Loves, will you help me calm Lorcan? I fear my touch is not helping, as I am too angry.’ When I focus again, I see Imagyn approaching Lorcan, t
Fated to the Queen 22.1-Ceremony
Kimarhi - Day Three of The Summit I wake up to the most wonderful scent of sweet air, rain, and thick musk. Within this bed lay the three most beautiful creatures I have ever met. I can’t help but stare at them lying next to me. Lorcan, my bold King, handsome and forceful. Xim, my soothing snake, is adorably shy—and Imagyn, my Luna and beautiful bird, sweetly innocent and magical. Unable to contain my joy, I wake them each with a kiss. “Good morning, my loves,” I say, kissing each of them. “That was the best sleep I have ever had,” Imagyn hums. After eating a quick breakfast in bed, we all rise to greet our guards. Magnus and Rieka joined us this morning and met Imagyn and Xim. They hit it off, and Rieka helped us dress for the day. “The ceremony will be starting soon. Is everyone ready?” I asked nervously while surveying the room. My gorgeous mates look good enough to eat. Lorcan is dressed in a suit, much like yesterday. It matches the colors I’m wearing perfectly—a deep orang
Fated to the Queen 21.2-Patience
The Watcher - Evening of Summit Day Two I couldn’t follow my Queen today, having my own issues to deal with. I have had enough of all the praise the people have given since the battle. A few like-minded thinkers may be able to sate my anger. My evening stroll brings me back to another shoreside gathering. I join the campfire. My last visit was tense, and I noticed a significant change in the atmosphere tonight. “Can you believe he did that?” a young Lion warrior says in awe, “Right in the middle of battle? Shifting between each kill to bark commands.” “Yeah, that was different and quite brave for our King,” an older man chuckles. “The Queen even relayed through the link to reinforce his decisions,” This warrior has his arm in a sling. As I look around, I notice a few of them with treated injuries. To my surprise, one of my potential recruits jumps up with an enthusiastic smile, “Did you see when he slashed that one Wolf almost in two?” he mimics the motions from the battle scene.
Fated to the Queen 21.1-Patience
Anya - Evening of Summit Day Two “I do hope Imagyn will be all right,” Morgan says, biting his fingernail. “He’s been repeating himself since it happened,” I point out. Tavers’ usual calm demeanor is also slipping. He’s on his third cup of tea as he paces Pride Council. I can see he is deep in thought as he strides. Morgan mumbles again, and I lightly touch his hand to try and calm him. “I’m sure she was simply overwhelmed by everything, Morgan,” I assure him, “None of this is your fault. You did nothing wrong.” “There is no mistaking it is meant to be,” Tavers says over me. He pauses for a moment. As it looks like he will finally sit, he turns away from the chair and moves again. I want to bake something to assail my nerves. “Imyagyn is Kimarhi’s third,” Tavers proclaims, “We have to talk with them.” “And we will, but not yet,” I shake my head, “Give them some time to process all of this.” Morgan slumps his posture more. “You must calm down, you old fool,” I pat his back. “I
Fated to the Queen 20.2-Worried
Xim “Let me keep you warm, my love,” I took her in my arms. It’s surreal that she is finally mine. Holding Imagyn on the bed, I rub her drying the water, speckling her body. She swoons at my touch and leans into me. The flower petals in her wet hair smell divine, picking up her scent and Kimarhi’s. I’m overwhelmed by her being so close. Her exposed shoulders tempt me to lean forward and pepper them with light kisses. She moans in delight, and I watch a wave of bumps spread across her freckled skin. In the past, I could never make the first move with Imagyn. Not once did I push or tell her how I felt. I always allowed her to lead, but now everything has changed. These sensational sparks, I feel with her, are driving me to do more. All I want to do is touch her. For months I dreamt of this. Her arms wrap around my neck. I don’t fight as she lures me in. I stare deep into her eyes and fall head over heels for her again. “My I’ma. I love you so much!” I have no idea how I could ever
