All Chapters of The Queen of Werewolves: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Rebel's point of view: Without thinking twice, I found myself following the voice of my sister. My legs led me outside the palace, and I should’ve taken that as a hint. If only I had thought about it, I would’ve been able to see the bigger picture. Matter of fact, it is too late now. I cannot undo what is done! Want to know what I am talking about? Well, I followed the voice of my sister until I was trapped in the middle of the woods. She wasn’t the one being in danger; I was instead. She was setting a trap for me, along with Luther. Brandon, who was following me, looked as if he was shocked to see the new version of Avyanna. She was no longer the lovely human girl he fell in love with. She was vicious, horrifying, and a vampire. He tried to resonate with her, but she was beyond listening to anyone. He refused to believe that she is what she became right now, he even blamed it all on Luther. I’m not trying to defend Luther or attempting to stand by his side. Still, I kind of

Rebel’s point of view: “Don't worry… I will save you from him… I will not let him have you!” The powerless boy promised while trying to assure my mate that everything would be alright. How dare he give himself the right to protect my destined one from me. Even though we're not supposed to be together, I will not let her be with anyone rather than me even if it means that I have to lock her for her entire existence. Meanwhile, the boy shifted for what seemed to be his first time; I took the chance to give Gemma the sign to bring me back to the palace. In no time, I was back at my palace - home sweet home. For some unknown reason, I don’t know why home feels sweeter than ever. Is because I brought Rebel back. Speaking about her, she seemed quite lost, afraid, and messed up. She didn’t say a thing, although she doesn't look like the type that will get quiet no matter what. Unlike her, Avyanna was speaking freely. Although she was on my side. I kind of feel angry whenever I hear

Avyanna’s point of view: I went right away to meet my friends. I never expected that I would ever be able to call someone a friend. Still, here I am. I do now have Amanda and Minho. Austin doesn’t seem to like me, and I care less about how he feels since I don’t feel like liking him either. Once I arrived at the rec room, I found the three of them there. It is where I mostly find them whenever we have no training or anything important to do. As expected, Minho and Amanda were playing against each other. Meanwhile, Austin was zoning himself alone. I slid between them then tried to see what they were playing. I mean, I was never addicted to computer games just like Brandon. Thinking about him, I felt bad. He was more than just a family member to me; he was like a brother that I would find by my side whenever I needed him. In fact, I don’t know if I felt angry seeing her with Rebel. Perhaps, because I knew deep inside that she was just playing his feelings. I didn’t want him to be

Peter’s point of view: *Your Highness!” I saluted the Queen with all sorts of respect, then I waited for her to speak. “Come over to Peter.” She suggested, and I did as I was told. She was placing herself on the King's seat in his office, which I kind of find weird, even though she’s his mate. Sitting on the king's seat can be seen as a threat to the king, or even a challenge. I stepped carefully toward the Queen, then when I was only a few steps away from her, I stopped, waiting for her to speak. Indeed, right after, she started speaking. “I want no lies, I need to know what happened between you and Avyanna.” The queen asked, and I found myself forced to answer her. You might be thinking that I'm just a toy in between the queen’s hands. Well, you are right; I am. I won’t deny that I do respect her for her person. Still, she's taking it too far. Matter of fact, I do have the feeling that she is going to use her alpha title on me. Μ She is my alpha since she was the one turn

Avyanna’s point of view: “Why does it feel like you are just wanting to get me away for a while?” I asked Luther who, between one second and another, came up to me with a new mission that I don’t know where he came up with. He rolled his eyes before he stated. “Why on earth do you think I'd be busy creating a damn mission if I want you away? All I have to do is to order you, and you’d follow. Besides, why on earth do you think that you are allowed to live here? For the pretty color of your eyes. Well, let me tell you, I believe that Rebel’s eyes are prettier. As for now, it's time for you to pay for staying here, and for the protection I am providing you with while keeping you away from your mother and your stepfather.” Matter of fact, I was slapped back by his answer. I always knew that he was a jerk, but I was thinking that perhaps we are something like pack members or family. Turns out that he's nothing but a jerk, and I'm nothing but an opportunity for him to use, not that I’m