Yvonne Brooks, a brave young werewolf raised by a powerful wolf witch, faces her greatest challenge on her eighteenth birthday. As a student at Latan City University, concealing her identity becomes perilous amidst witches and a relentless witch-hunting priest. When new students arrive, Yvonne finds herself torn between love and hatred, defying her father’s orders of an arranged marriage and risking her life. Discover the mystery behind her father’s decree in “Moonlight Queen,” a captivating tale of werewolves, vampires, witches, and love.
View More"Not so fast!" Catherine said, descending the staircase with an air of authority. With a swift motion, she pushed the men attacking her mate against the wall using her magic. They slammed into the wall with a thud, groaning in pain and his men who were held captive were freed at once. "How dare you, Catherine? How dare you use magic on my men?" Emelda yelled, her face contorted with fury. "Beware, Emelda, I can read your mind clearly," Catherine smiled, a glint of mischief in her eyes. Emelda was taken aback. "What?" Catherine laughed, a cold, knowing laugh. "Oh, you don't know, do you? The witch who has been preparing your mind-cloaking spells, the one you have been scheming your evil plans against the werewolves with, the one you promised the leadership of all werewolf packs to... she's dead. Geraldine was killed yesterday by her own daughter. Can you imagine that?" Emelda gasped in fear, her eyes widening as they began to turn bloodshot. She had no idea Geraldine had a daughter
Anne disappeared in a flash, leaving Alexander alone amidst the chaos. His search for her was fruitless, and in a fit of anger and desperation, he dragged the bodies out of the house and set it ablaze. As the flames consumed the building, Alexander turned back to bury the bodies, but to his shock, only two remained. He buried them hastily, then fled the scene before the police and fire services arrived. Meanwhile, in his throne room, Arthur was pacing up and down, his face etched with worry and stress. The group of werewolves he had sent to find Yvonne finally walked in. Arthur spun around, his eyes filled with hope. "Where is she?" he demanded, his gaze darting behind them, hoping to see Yvonne. The men shook their heads sadly. "I am sorry, but we could not find her," one of them said. Arthur's face contorted in disbelief. "What do you mean by that? I told you not to return to this fort until that girl is found." "We are sorry, Your Majesty," another werewolf interjected, "but we
Lucy was stunned, her eyes wide with disbelief, while Geraldine clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white as she gritted her teeth in a barely contained rage. "Who are you?" Lucy screamed, her voice echoing through the room. "Good question, Lucy," Anne replied with a chilling smile, her eyes gleaming with malevolent amusement. She turned back to Geraldine, gently caressing her cheek with a touch that felt both tender and menacing. "Yes, Geraldine, you do look like my wretched, stupid mother—the same woman who willingly sacrificed me to the ocean because her dearly beloved vampire lover craved more power. The same one who polluted the ocean and caused the deaths of countless sea creatures, including mermaids," Anne said, her eyes shifting to a vivid, unnatural blue, reflecting the fury of the ocean depths. Geraldine's shock was palpable. She stumbled backward, her body trembling uncontrollably, as if the very ground beneath her had turned to ice. "You're... you're... suppose
I sobbed uncontrollably, cursing myself over and over again for being so foolish. "Yvonne, please, I am not like them. I have never supported my brother's evil deeds. My mother was a werewolf; I am also like you," Drake pleaded. "You are nothing like me, Drake. You are an abomination, and now I am about to give birth to another one. I am a total disappointment to my family, the Moonlight pack, and all werewolves!" I screamed, my words heavy with anger and despair. Drake shook his head, hurt evident in his eyes. I knew I had wounded him deeply with my harsh words, but my anger was uncontrollable. "Yvonne, I am sorry," he repeated, his voice filled with remorse. I cried like a woman who had lost her husband to sudden death, my hair a tangled mess as I repeatedly struck the wooden floor in anguish. He approached me, offering solace in his embrace. I knew he was genuinely remorseful, but how could I come to terms with the mess I had gotten myself into? A few hours later, my sobs su
I drove for what felt like an eternity, putting as much distance between myself and danger as possible. Even though I was still within Latan City, I couldn't shake the feeling of being hunted. This was the only place I'd ever known, and the thought of surviving beyond its borders seemed daunting. Finally, I stumbled upon a guest house and parked my car securely in their garage, grateful for the added layer of protection it offered. I covered it with a blanket, ensuring it wouldn't attract any unwanted attention. After securing a room and locking myself in, I took a moment to catch my breath. The accommodations were far from luxurious, but they provided a safe haven for the time being. As I sat on the bed, trying to calm my racing heart, my phone began to ring. Each vibration sent a shiver down my spine. I hesitated, knowing it was Drake desperately trying to reach me. For hours, I ignored his calls and messages, fearing that any contact would reveal my location. But as hunger gnawe
I sat in class for what seemed like an eternity before everyone finally cleared out for the cafeteria. Instructing my friends to go ahead, I rested my head on the desk for a moment. When I lifted it, I noticed my vision was slightly blurred. Blinking with difficulty, my eyes felt heavy, so I rubbed them with my hands. Drake entered the classroom. "Aren't you joining us for lunch?" he asked. I managed a smile in response. He leaned down and kissed my lips. "I'll grab lunch soon," I replied weakly. "You go ahead. I'll catch up." He nodded, giving my back a reassuring rub. "Don't worry. You'll be fine." As he walked away, I exhaled deeply. Drake would make an incredible mate and father. His caring nature only deepened my love for him. But right now, my mind was overwhelmed. I fretted over my own well-being and the pregnancy. How would I break the news to my family? Could I even bear to face it, or would I have to live with the secret? I shook my head, knowing my father would never a
Now understanding the depth of Alexander and Geraldine's history, Helen ran her hands through her hair, pondering if she could ever move on from Alexander. As Drake was leaving, she hurried after him, grasping his hand. "What do you think Alexander wants from Anne?" she inquired. He shrugged. "I don't have the time to find out. Maybe you should help me figure it out," he suggested before continuing on his way. Lost in thought, Helen stood for a moment before making her way into the bar. Anne noticed her approach while serving a customer a glass of wine. "What do you want?" Anne asked, glaring at her. Helen placed her hand on the counter, chuckling. "This is a bar, a public place. You shouldn't be asking me such a stupid question." "Are you that dumb? I was only asking what you'd like to drink," Anne retorted, rolling her eyes in disgust. "Then you should have sounded a lot nicer, or I wouldn't mind reporting you to your boss. Trust me, you don't want to lose your job," Helen
I looked up, and there he was—my man, Drake. All eyes were on him as he strode in, exuding an aura of charm and confidence, especially with his sunglasses accentuating his handsome features. A smile crept across my face, reassured in my decision to be with him, despite the complication of carrying his child. Throwing my arms around his neck, I pulled him into a tight hug, savoring the moment as he reciprocated with a lingering kiss. Giggles escaped me, feeling a sense of contentment, even as I noticed Alexander passing by with Anne, their faces clouded with evident displeasure. But their opinions mattered little to me; my happiness was all that mattered. Hours later... While other students made their way to the cafeteria, I steered Drake into the men's restroom, craving a moment of privacy. "What's up?" he inquired as I locked the door behind us, his hand inching towards me, anticipating a romantic encounter. "Stop, Drake. I need to discuss something serious," I stated firmly,
A week later, I was inseparable from Drake; we went everywhere together at school, always accompanied by my two friends. Yes, we were dating. I never imagined I would be with Drake, but it was happening. I didn't love him as much as I loved Alexander, but I felt a strong attraction to him. He was a genuinely nice guy, and I thought giving him a chance was the right thing to do. As days passed, I found myself growing to love him more. Drake looked happier than ever since coming to Latan City University to study. He was now the love of my life, and thinking about him excited me. I started to see him as the most handsome man in school, and maybe I was already falling deeper in love with him than I ever imagined. However, people like Anne and Alexander didn't seem pleased to see us together. I didn't know why, but I didn't care to find out. In fact, I was glad that my relationship with Drake was bothering them. Helen walked into the classroom as I was packing my books into my bag. I wa
“I hope you’re ready, Yvonne,” Kayne asked, his hand clenched firmly around mine. I glanced up at him and shook my head silently. He chuckled, and I stole a quick glance at his fair face, wondering if his laughter was necessary. Kayne smiled at me as if he could read my thoughts. “You should be ready, my beloved. You’ve waited for this moment for eighteen years.” I looked away, my legs twisting around each other as we sat beneath the oak tree in my expansive compound. I despised it when Kayne addressed me as his beloved. I was weary of being reminded repeatedly that I was betrothed to someone I didn’t love. “Are you okay?” he asked, gently tugging on my hand. I nodded. “Sure.” Standing up, I felt incredibly nervous. “Kayne, what did it feel like the night you first transformed into your wolf form?” I glanced at him, my ears attuned to his every word. His laughter was smooth. “It was the most wonderful moment of my life. It was like being reborn and invisible.” I turned to sta...
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