All Chapters of Fated to the Queen: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Erebus - Summer of 1800 - Lion Island The massive full moon is bright in the sky, illuminating my path. I stop to breathe, finally arriving at the White Plains of Lion Island. It’s a breezy night making sand whip around, and the smell of the saltwater ocean is crisp on my senses. I look around to make sure no one is following us. They can’t track me by scent as I have none. Seeing it all clear, I’m satisfied I can pause for a minute to rest. With the cover of a gigantic tree, I prop against the trunk. I glance at the body draped over my shoulder, shifting it into my arms and cradling it close. I can hear a fog horn in the distance and know my ship is on the horizon. I can finally escape this place and create a new breed of warriors imbued by magic. The wind lightly tosses my captive’s stark white hair, and I’m thrilled the strategy worked. It’s taken years of planning to get to this moment, and now I have my reward. The Queen of the Shifters is mine and the main component of everyth

Kimarhi Life as Queen has its simple joys. I retired for a hot bath after the spar. I strip out of my dirty clothes and slide into the boiling bath. I massage my body, getting to the aching muscles. I growl, letting the day steam off. Feeling heavy from the heat, I start to relax. Although bruised a bit, it’s a good pain. Shifters heal faster than humans, but it’s not instantaneous. Depending on the wound, you may need help from a healer to quicken the process. My minor injuries would be gone by this evening or in the morning. I have a decent bruise on my shoulder from the wall, and my ankle hurts from laying a hit wrong. I’ll have to work on that double-header kick. There’s a knot from head-butting someone, and my knuckles are in bad shape. All that aside, I love feeling the battle after. The pain of victory is always sweet. The only other hurt that’s better is those after-sex aches. Laying back again, my mind drifts to fantasies of pleasure. Taking my hand to my core, I start rub

“Candidates!” Theo yells in human form, motioning for them to gather. After stretching, all the Candidates line up in their proper groups, with enough space to move. Everyone quietly looks to Theo and me for their next set of instructions. “First, we lap the perimeter as a warmup,” he circles the map on display. “Then we team up here to capture the flag!” I point to the wooded area just beyond the arena. “Take down your opponent to stun. The flag is the kill.” He concludes. “Yes, sir!” Shout the candidates in unison. “Then let us begin,” Theo blows his whistle again, and everyone disrobes, then goes down on one knee when finished. “And you may shift!” Theo yells once everyone is ready. The candidates start to transform with some cries of agony. The sound is almost deafening as bones are breaking and resetting. You can hear the skin pull as their bodies stretch onto all fours. The fur erupts like a wave as the shift ends, with roars of satisfaction. ‘ATTENTION,’ I command over

“So stunning,” Magnus whispers on my lower lips with a kiss. Staring into my eyes, he takes his hand, cupping my breast. Squeezing it just enough, he leans in for the kiss finally. Soft at first but deepening to lustful, quickly, with a hand in my hair pulling it. I return his kiss, inviting his tongue inside. My hands lightly clawing at his shoulders, I longed for him to do more. Releasing my hair, he moves his hand down my side to pull me closer to him. My core is pulsing with excitement as his body’s throb teases me. This feels good, and like the run, I so much need it. Magnus breaks our kiss abruptly with a growl. Only to plunge his mouth at my neck, sliding down to my chest. His warm tongue, sucking on my free breast with care. I gasped as he lightly sucked on my nipple, nibbling and pinching it. I can feel my core swelling with arousal now. He further moves down with his mouth, releasing both breasts. On his knees in front of me, he hooks his fingers into the elastic of my pa

Kimarhi - Two days before the Summit ‘The wolf’s clan responded to our request for advanced troops. And arrived early this morning.’ ‘They would like to rest a few hours and will be ready to train alongside our warriors before lunch.’ Tavers links well before dawn. ‘That’s fine.’ I agree and try to sleep again. I have this nagging feeling that there’s going to be another attack. Or it could just be a storm as I smell the rain and heavy earth on my nose; it smells nice. I love the rain. Shadow clan attacks increase around the summit, but we are better prepared now. The last skirmish left us with nine of my warriors wounded and one dead. I hate losing my clan members. I will be paying my respects to the family soon. Joining the pride council in the arena, I note a luxury box is prepared so we can watch the sparring. Sir Tavers, Dorian, and Peters debrief me about today’s itinerary while Theo’s meeting the Wolf Clan leadership before joining. “King Lassiter joined his forward team. W