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-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
Note to Readers: This book is a slow burn romance. There will be loads of description of emotions, feelings and actions throughout the book reaching to the climax. If that's not something you think you enjoy, then a heads up before you move forward and buy chapters. Also, some concepst may not rely real world scenarios, as its a fantasy story that may tend to happen in the book. Otherwise thank you for giving the a book a try and I truly hope you enjoy it. Chapter One: We're Going To The Kingdom Kiara at age nine Kiara POV: "Won't you look at that? It's our Alpha's little freak princess." I heard someone behind me as they tugged on one of my pigtails. I knew I didn't need to turn around to know it was Janet; she was a bully. And, for some reason, she constantly attacked me explicitly. Turning around, I was right. I saw Janet with her group of friends or possie I should say. Even though I was the Alpha's daughter and my older brothers Kelix, Phoneix and Helix would be the next a
Chapter Two: Will There Be Princesses? Kiara at age nine Kiara's POV: The Wolf Kingdom? Isn't that where the alpha king and luna queen live? "Why are we going there, mommy? I thought unless you've been invited, only then can you meet the alpha king and luna queen?" I asked. "Princess, we're going there for our new kings' coronation. Every alpha around the multiverse and their families along with the beta family are invited." Said daddy, helping me get down from mommy and walking me towards the dining hall. New kings? I didn't know that our king was about to change; they usually mention something about it at school; we usually get a day off to watch the coronation broadcast. Also, the invitees can get maximum time to travel to the palace even though this happens once every one-hundred and fifty to two hundred years, but it's still considered a big day that we get a holiday. From what I learned from the essential werewolf history book I was currently reading in the pack libra
Chapter Three: Will We Ever Meet Her?Kayden POV: "Oh yes, please, alpha, please..." I hear the she-wolf moan under me as I thrust into her without abandon. Her voice was getting annoying; I usually hated when she-wolves made exaggerated sounds during sex, it ruins the whole vibe, but no matter how much I tell her, she doesn't listen.Pulling out and flipping her over on her stomach, I hold your waist, bringing it up in the air. With her ass sticking out, I thrust in one go and muffle her scream by shoving her head into the pillows. Her screams and my wolf's nagging drove me crazy, and I didn't need my dick to flatten out. What would people say if they ever found that, that during sex, I lost my hard-on? Such an embarrassment.I chased my release, concentrating on the plump juicy ass in front of me, giving a few hefty slaps, admiring the handprint on the she-wolf's white skin, while I watched my dick thrust in and out of the she-wolf's pussy. I was over this and wanted this she-wolf
Chapter Four: Wolf Kingdom Part One Jayden's POV: I could see Kayden was worried about something; his stiff shoulders and ridge walk gave it away despite how much he tried hiding it. Plus, we were twins; I unconsciously knew what my brother was feeling and thinking; it was a twin thing, a connection we shared with no other than amongst us. He always felt guilty after sleeping with that she-wolf; I knew he wanted to go back in time and erase that day from existence. Even though I had chosen to move on didn't mean the guilt didn't linger. It was mine and Kayden's promise to our future mate that we would remain loyal to ger till we met her but that all went to shit. What was worse, all the high and mighty talk about remaining faithful went down the drain; we didn't stop once he had slept with those she-wolves. As hypocritical as it was, sex became an outlet to let out our frustration one way or another. It wasn't like we ever forced a she-wolf or were rough to the point where they were
Chapter Five: Wolf Kingdom Part TwoKiara, at age nineKiara POV:I felt someone shake my arm gently; slowly opening my eyes, I see auntie Meg smiling at me. I gave her a small smile back with my eyes still half-closed. I was really sleepy. Car rides always made me sleepy, and I could have sworn we had been in this metal box that Jacob adores so much for no apparent reason for at least half of the day. "Let's go, princess. We're here." Auntie Meg said. I grumbled! I wanted to sleep some more! "Auntie Meg, five more minutes, please," I said, snuggling back into her lap. I heard her chuckle from above me as she stroked my hair. "Princess, don't you want to see the alpha king's castle. You couldn't stop talking about it the whole way before you fell asleep." Said Auntie Meg. The moment she said castle, my eyes shot open, and I shot up. We were here! I could finally show her that the alpha king's castle wasn't more giant than Cinderella's or prettier than Elsa's. Fixing my hair to m
Chapter Six: Wolf Kingdom Part ThreeKiara, at age nineKiara POV: Uh-oh! I was supposed to bow first and then introduce myself; I messed up. "I'm sorry, Prince Rex; I shook your hand before I bowed. It was a mistake." I said, sad. I hardly made mistakes, and I can't believe the very few I made were in front of the prince. What if he doesn't want to be friends with me anymore? For some reason, I wanted to be friends with him. I got this happy feeling when I was with my brothers; it was the feeling I was getting from him. I heard the prince laugh, pulling me by the hand and engulfing me in a hug. Huh? Wasn't he supposed to be mad? "Your funny, Kiki. Wanna be friends?" He said I was shocked; I let go of him and smiled and nodded my head with the biggest smile on my face. "But I thought I was your friend." I heard JJ huff from behind me. I turned around and saw his arms crossed over his chest. Huffing like the big bad wolf in little red riding hood. I giggled. "We can all be frie
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