Chapter Twenty: Coronation Part Three Kiara, at age nine Kayden POV: It took everything in me to contain my wolf when our little mate mentioned keeping that pup back at the palace while she did her scholarship. As much as we knew it was a harmonious relationship and they were pups but fuck if the jealousy was any less. The bond between us grew by the minute for Jayden and me, and our little mate didn't even know who we were to her. She wasn't to feel the bond a few days before her eighteenth, and even then, she wouldn't know for sure. As much as Jayden and I were hyped and thought we could get through the years without any hurdles, that was proving to be difficult with every passing hour. Our little mate seemed adamant about keeping that pup close to her. The fear that maybe they would develop their friendship into something romantic had plagued mine and Jayden's minds after we had left her in her room. She was adamant about keeping him close. What was so special about him that s
Chapter Twenty-One: Coronation Part Four Kiara, at age nine Kiara POV: Auntie Meg had dressed me up in the prettiest red gown I had ever seen. She said that the queen specifically sent the dress for me as a congratulatory gift for my scholarship. The dress was long and reached the floor; it had sparkles everywhere, making me feel like a real-life Cinderella. Auntie Meg had two braids on both sides of my head and pinned them and put small white flowers in them. Rex and JJ were speechless when they saw me; even they admitted I looked like a queen, not a princess. Which was nice, but I liked being a princess; I was too small to be a queen. I reminded myself to thank the queen once the coronation was done. I had always read about coronations in our history books, but being at one was so exciting. Everything was done so pretty in the ballroom. The whole place was decorated with white and ivory flowers, crystal chandeliers and candles. It was fairytale-like as if we were in Disneyland.
Chapter Twenty-Two: Night Run Part One Kiara, at age nineKiara POV: "Honey, Queen Diana is asking you something." I heard mom say as she nudged me on my shoulder. I blushed! I didn't know the queen was talking to me. I was too busy scowling at the veggies on my plate. Unlike yesterday there wasn't a buffet, where we had a choice of foods. Today our food was brought to us at the table, and besides the array of meat, there were tons of veggies. Yuck! There were definitely bugs in them! And the bad part was that daddy and mom said I couldn't have any more cake if I didn't finish everything that was on my plate. When me, JJ and Rex were at the dessert table, Auntie Meg and Rex's mean babysitter had dragged us back, saying that our parents were calling us and that if we didn't return to our table, this instant, King Kayden and Jayden would be mad. The thought of them giving us those scary eyes that mom gave me when she was mad had me shiver, and I made JJ and Rex come back to the table
Chapter Twenty-Three: Night Run Part TwoKiara, at age nineKiara POV: The night went on as different alphas and their pack members that came along pleaded their allegiance to king Kayden and King Jayden and then bid goodbye since tomorrow everyone would be leaving to go home. Which meant my family would also be gone. As much as I was happy at the prospect that they wouldn't be here to have me eat my veggies, it didn't lessen the sadness that they would be gone and I would be living by myself for the next few years. "Helix, are you, Phoneix, and Kelix going to visit me? As much as you three annoy me, I will miss you guys." I said to my brothers The ceremony and dinner had ended. We were now heading towards the backyard where my family and JJ's family would be shifting and running with Rex's family. Rex and JJ had already gone ahead, they asked me to come along, but I said no. I wanted to spend time with my brothers. My brothers stopped in their steps, and all three bent down to my
Chapter Twenty-Four: Night Run Part Three Kiara, at age nine Kayden POV: The sparks going all over my body made my mind go haywire. Our little mate rode on my back, and my wolf and I couldn't be more ecstatic. When we heard her asking her father if she could ride on either mine or Jayden's back, our wolves howled in joy. Our little mate would rather ride on us than her father, who is considered the safest person in a pup's life at this stage. That meant our Kiara felt safe with us and trusted us. Her soul already was attaching to ours, slowly but surely; otherwise, there would be no reason for her to be this close to us. Our aura alone would've scared her and not to mention make her run far away from us, the way it made her friend Jacob. It had been hard getting through the ceremony without having our mate by our side. Hopefully, the years will pass by quickly, and we won't have to inconspicuously look in Kiara's direction at the next ceremony, which hopefully is her accession cer
Chapter Twenty-Five: Get Out! Kiara, at age nine Jayden POV: "King Jayden, I'm sorry if you thought I was ignoring you; I felt as if you were upset, so I asked King Kayden to let me ride your wolf. Your both my friends, and I always treat everyone fairly." Said my little Kiara from the top of my back. Her adorable words made my wolf, and I fell more deeply in love with her. She was perfect! There wasn't a thing I wouldn't do that she asked of me, even if I meant to watch every Disney movie out there she was obsessed with. I didn't expect someone her age and intelligence to be so fond of such a thing, but it gave her a cute edge, a hint of innocence and obliviousness to the cruel world surrounding her. I wanted her to be happy and carefree for as long as she could because her knowledge of this world would change her as she grew. We ran for about half an hour more, our family and Kiara's family finally catching up to us. I could see her father and brother's hesitation as Kiara la
Chapter Twenty-Six: Movie Time!Kiara, at age nineJayden POV: "Will you visit me?" Kiara said in a hoarse voice as she clung to her mother. Tears in her eyes as they fell on her rosy cheeks. Mine and Kayden's heart was breaking seeing our little mate so upset. Her tears hadn't stopped since breakfast was finished. It had been over thirty minutes, and she continuously hugged her parents, brothers, babysitter and Jacob, begging them to stay another day. You could see the sadness in all their eyes, but they kept a smile on their face as they hugged and placated our little mate, promising her to come back soon and call them if she needed them, and they would be here soon as possible."Of course, princess. You know we love you and would want to come to visit you every chance we get." Said her mother.Luna Clarise stroked her daughter's head, tears gathering in her eyes, as she took in her pup's scent but quickly sniffed them before our little mate could see them. Giving Kiara a tight hu
Chapter Twenty-Seven: First Day Part One Kiara, at age nineKiara POV: The past few days at the castle were great. JJ and I video-called every day, and I talked to mom and daddy every day as well. The triplets were busy. However, they always made time to talk to me, even for a few minutes. No doubt I missed my family and JJ, especially JJ, but Rex, King Kayden, and King Jayden didn't let me be sad for long. During these few days, we watched at least three Disney movies daily. And, I was proud to admit that I think I've made the kings into Disney lovers. Whenever I asked them questions about the princesses or princes, they would always get it right compared to Rex; the dumbie fell asleep between the movies more often than he watched them. He was so much like JJ! As annoying as it was because I used to stay up and watch his action or car movies while he slept through mine, it made it feel a lot like home sometimes; it felt like JJ was right beside me. He and I had successfully even ma
Chapter Ninety-Seven: When Dreams Become Reality: The End!Kiara POV: My mind reels from the chaotic amalgam of the last 48 hours. It feels like a tornado had swept through our lives, leaving no corner untouched by its tempestuous winds. The kitchen had been a war zone, filled with the scent of burning pastries and a cacophony of squabbling caterers. The garden, the intended venue for the ceremony, had transformed into a floral battlefield where petals and thorns were the weapons of choice. Our usually disciplined musicians were discordant, hitting off-keys and false notes as if possessed. Tailors had made multiple trips for last-minute adjustments on suits and gowns. Yes, every conceivable disaster waiting to happen was on the cusp of unfolding. It was a miraculous brand of chaos that could only herald an extraordinary event—my wedding, to be precise.I look at myself in the floor-length, ornate mirror that Cathy had insisted on placing in the bridal room. The room itself is a cozy
Chapter Ninety-Six: Marry Us!Kiara POV: Life at the castle has shifted into a complex tapestry of laughter, challenges, and newfound responsibilities. Each day, I've steeped myself deeper into the nuances of being a Queen—mastering diplomatic dialogues, poring over historical scrolls, and even learning how to use my unique gifts to lead different packs.` Despite the intensities of my royal transition, the weight of the Aiden fiasco hangs like a dark cloud in the periphery of my thoughts. We've dealt with it as a united front, dishing out the raw brutality of Lycan justice, yet the uneasy feeling it sparked remains. But the castle seems to have moved on—everyone fully engrossed in their daily chores, secret conversations, and sporadic laughter that echoes through the corridors.Or so it appears.A discordant note has struck the otherwise harmonious rhythm of the castle—particularly with Kayden and Jayden. Both have been increasingly jittery, their eyes often meeting in what looks li
Chapter Ninety-Five: Retribution For AidenKiara POV: Life has a funny way of fooling you into thinking you've walked in a straight line, only to circle you back to where you started. One week. That's how long it had been since I came back. Three days since the medical ward released me, their diagnostics said I was fit to re-enter my everyday life. And just like that, it was as if I had never left.My mornings were as uproarious as ever. Rex, JJ, and I had resumed our relentless banter that would often escalate into full-blown, albeit harmless, verbal duels. Just this morning, Rex had pulled a face that was a comic blend of concern and mischief. "Your Highness, are you sure you're still equipped for royal duties? Being away must've dulled your royal snark."JJ chimed in, nudging Rex aside as he smirked. "Yeah, Kiki, we've gotta ensure our queen can still kick our asses on the regular, you know?"They seemed the same, but I sensed an added layer of protectiveness in their teasing, a
Chapter Ninety-Four: You're Home and SafeKiara POV: As consciousness edged its way back into my mind, I found myself wrapped in a cocoon of muffled voices, their words indecipherable but their tones unmistakably concerned. Among them, I could clearly distinguish Kayden's and Jayden's voices; they had a unique cadence that my heart recognized even when my mind was clouded. I couldn't help but let out a soft giggle at their anxious muttering; they were fussing like two mother hens over their single, most prized egg.I felt a gentle pressure on my hand. Someone—probably one of my mates—was holding it as if it were a fragile piece of glass. As much as I loved the feeling, I couldn't resist the temptation to open my eyes and rejoin the world I'd left behind, even if only briefly.When my eyelids finally fluttered open, the sight that met me was overwhelming in the most beautiful way. Gathered around my bedside in what looked like a well-furnished, softly lit infirmary room were the faces
Chapter Ninety-Three: Justice! Kiara POV: There's a quiet tension hanging in the air, a silence so loud it's nearly deafening. We've encamped just outside the boundaries of the BlackFang territory, under the cover of the dense forest that serves as a natural demarcation line between our worlds. The foliage above us rustles softly, a night symphony orchestrated by a wind that seems to carry the weight of our collective apprehensions and fears.Jayden, Kayden, and I stand on an elevated patch of land, looking down at the tableau of soldiers and warriors—both wolf and Lycan—preparing for the operation. Their faces are etched with a steely resolve, a far cry from the brotherly banter and laid-back demeanour that usually characterize our ranks.King Alistar's sons—Eamon, Faelan, and Declan—are with us, engrossed in a last-minute strategic discussion. The five of them huddle around a compact, portable table where a hastily drawn map of BlackFang territory is displayed. A collection of sma
Chapter Ninety-Two: What Is The Faith Of BlackFang? Kiara POV: The atmosphere in the room is so dense that I can feel it pressing against my skin. King Alistair's proposal hangs heavy in the air, like an unspoken oath that could either mend or further divide two long-feuding worlds. My heart races as I lock eyes with Kayden and Jayden, and I can feel their emotional turmoil blending with mine, sending waves of uncertainty and apprehension through our mental link. 'What do you think?' My mental voice quivers as I send the question through the link. My mates' eyes widen almost imperceptibly, and their mental voices echo in my head. 'It's a monumental decision, Kiara. We're not just speaking about alliances; we're talking about flesh and blood, a future generation,' Kayden's thoughts weave into mine, laced with caution and a sense of gravity. 'And what about freedom? The freedom to choose a mate, to fall in love naturally with her fated mate? Are we robbing our future daughter of
Chapter Ninety-One: ReunitedKiara POV: My heart is a frantic drumbeat in my chest as the doors to the throne room burst open in an explosion of splintered wood and metal. The charged air is immediately filled with the cacophony of growls, howls, and snarls as wolves flood the room, leaping onto the Lycan guards. Claws meet fangs in a blur of frenzied movement and fur, painting a scene of absolute chaos.And then I see them. Rex and JJ, their wolf forms unmistakable even amidst the turmoil. Rex, a colossal beast with fur as dark as obsidian, is engaged in a ferocious bout with Eamon, one of the triplets. JJ, silver as a moonbeam, darts and sways with Faelan in a dance as old as time.Gamma Chris, a hulking wolf with a coat like burnt charcoal, and Beta Tim, a svelte, agile creature with a russet-coloured pelt, face off against their Lycan equivalents. The air is electric with the intensity of their clashes, every swipe of a claw or gnashing of teeth an explosion of pent-up aggression
Chapter Ninety: What Are You Doing Here? Part TwoKiara POV: My heart pounds in my chest as Queen Elara leads me through the massive doors into the Lycan throne room. Despite her reassuring presence, the room intimidates me. It's a sprawling space filled with dark mahogany and adorned with various artifacts and weaponry, a testament to centuries of Lycan history and prowess. Towering statues of Lycan warriors stand sentinel, their stony gazes seemingly watching my every move. The thrones at the room's far end, made of intricately carved dark wood and inlaid with gemstones, look less like chairs and more like ancient monuments to power.As we step further into this grand space, I notice the Lycan who had captured me in the forest. He stands like a fortress next to an imposing man. The man is stunningly handsome, with hair as dark as a raven's feather and eyes like glowing embers—eyes that command your attention. His physique is both athletic and regal, his demeanour one of calculated
Chapter Eighty-Nine: What Are You Doing Here? Part OneKiara POV: My eyes flutter open, greeted by unfamiliar surroundings. The room is an opulent display of old-world elegance, adorned with rich tapestries and intricate carvings that hint at a long, storied history. But its luxurious trappings do little to comfort me. Panic seizes me as the events leading up to this moment crash over me like a tidal wave: the forest, the Lycans, the numbing blackness. I leap out of the lavish bed, a knot of dread tightening in my stomach, and dart toward the window. My hands grab the handle and pull, but it doesn't budge. It's locked. Just as I'm about to succumb to a wave of despair, a voice from behind interrupts my spiralling thoughts."Don't be afraid. You are safe here."I spin around to find a woman standing near the doorway, and my breath catches in my throat. She is, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Her beauty isn't the flashy kind that demands attention but the se