All Chapters of The First of Her Kind: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Rush proved to be a man of his word. As nightfall descended, he returned to Bloodmoon with his formidable army of rogues. Amani and her Betas were left speechless, clearly seeing that Rush had not exaggerated his influence in the Rogue Lands. It was evident he had rallied every capable Lycan from the entire territory. Hundreds of thousands of rogues arrived with Rush, ready to stand against the Alpha King. “Did I deliver or did I deliver?” Rush asked, his smirk broadening as he raised his hands in a questioning gesture. Amani exhaled in astonishment. “I must admit, I am quite impressed. Everyone is aware of the terms required to fight with Bloodmoon?” In response, Rush did not speak. Instead, he knelt on one knee and placed his fist over his heart. A moment later, Kaleb followed suit, kneeling with equal respect. Then, like a ripple across a vast sea, the entire army of rogues dropped to their knees in unison, declaring Amani as their Alpha. Amani never imagined she would see the da

The Conference Hall was alive with the clatter of cutlery and the low hum of conversation as the Alphas of the Pack Lands gathered for a hearty breakfast. The air was thick with the scent of sizzling meats and fresh bread, but even thicker was the tension. None of the Alphas dared to object to Malakai's plan to merge his pack with Amani’s—likely due to the silent challenge in his fierce gaze, daring anyone to oppose him.Malakai had just begun to address the growing concerns about the Rogue Lands when the door flew open. Marquis, his father’s head guard, stormed in, his expression grave.“Your Majesty, forgive the interruption, but we have a situation,” Marquis announced, his voice tight with urgency.The King frowned, irritation flashing in his eyes. “Can this not wait? We’re in the middle of an important meeting.”Marquis took a breath, his words heavy with the weight of bad news. “Your Majesty… Blackclaw has been invaded. The entire western border and surrounding cities are under s

Amani burst from the tent, collapsing to her hands and knees on the grass as she retched violently. The sight of Terrence’s lifeless body hanging from the chains was a blow to her gut.Malakai rushed to her side, his hand gently resting on her back, his touch a calming presence amidst her turmoil. “Amani…?”She raised her hand, a silent plea for a moment to compose herself. She took a shuddering breath, forcing the bile back down as she tried to regain control. She had never wished death on anyone—except perhaps, the King. But now, as the bile of despair rose in her throat, the notion of killing him felt hollow. It wouldn’t erase the pain in her heart, and it certainly wouldn’t restore what she had lost. She wanted justice, not vengeance; to see the King held accountable for his heinous crimes and to stop the cycle of suffering inflicted by his corruption.“Are you alright, Amani?” Malakai asked gently.“No… I’m not alright,” she replied, turning to face him with a mix of frustration

Amani’s mind raced as Daniela laid bare the dark, twisted history of the late Queen Marie’s death. She knew the King was a malevolent man, but to hear that he was capable of murdering his own mate sent a chill through her bones.“Daniela,” Amani’s voice was a mere whisper, laced with disbelief, “are you absolutely certain these accusations are true? How do we know Queen Cara wasn’t just spinning a web of lies?”Daniela’s eyes hardened with conviction. “It’s not just her words, Amani. It’s the burden she carries. You can see it in her eyes—the weight of years spent harboring that dark secret. Queen Cara didn’t just hear about it; she was part of the cover-up. Why else do you think she became Luna Queen? King Zander could have chosen anyone, yet he married a woman he can’t even bear to sit beside. It was a trade—a lifelong alliance between their families, sealed by her father’s help in cleaning up the King’s crime. The price of silence was her ascension to the throne. That’s the truth s

Archer paced the tent, his mind racing. “Just like that, he’s ready to surrender? I’m not buying it.” “Kai’s letter matches the one with the King’s seal. He said his father admitted that he can’t win this war,” Amani replied. “Something doesn’t feel right, Amani.” Archer’s unease was palpable. “That’s completely normal, Archer. We’re in the thick of this war, tensions are at their peak, and we’re all feeling the pressure. You know I wouldn’t trust the King as far as I could throw him… but I do trust Kai, and I know you do too.” Archer knew she was right. He trusted Malakai with his life, and if Malakai believed his father was sincere in surrendering, then that was enough for him. “We should still proceed with caution,” Archer urged. “I couldn’t agree more,” Amani replied, moving to the table where a map of the Royal Kingdom was spread out, her gaze narrowing as she assessed their next move. “The King plans to send one of his guards to sign the treaty,” Amani explained, her tone