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Queen Luna's Revenge - The Victim or The Villain

"You can never be her." He all but moaned in her ear, tilting his head towards Taisiya, standing off to the side and looking like the ever-so-graceful Queen, ready to take HER place. "Every time I gaze upon you, I WILLED myself to see HER." He growled erotically. Jairus then kissed Aakifahlynn's nose once more, showing the people he was so .... There is no wrath like a woman betrayed in the most gruesome way. Queen Luna Aakifahlynn Mathiasen was a fierce Ace wolf, gifted and highly favored by the Divine Moon Goddess. She was also a devoted mate, wife, and Queen of the Tamman Kingdom in the Anatola Continent. Aakifahlynn was betrayed most horrendously by her husband and mate, Alpha King Jairus Mathiasen. In the moment before her death, she resigned herself to her faith and welcomed the unknown of the afterlife if there was such a thing. However, she was stunned at what happened next. Queen Luna Aakifahlynn found herself alive three years earlier, with memories of her past life still very much untouched. Wrought by sour detestation, with a second chance, Queen Luna Aakifahlynn vowed the destruction of her enemies. However, what would happen when her sworn Ayacquean enemy offers to help her? The disgraced, dark, and mysterious Emperor Demarion Dracul. Can she trust her enemy? What secrets is the Emperor hiding? The Ayacques were considered enemies of the Kingdom of Tamman because they never surrendered to the throne and their constant incitement of war. They were conniving, calculative, deceitful, yet desirable. What would happen if this unlikely combo started noticing each other somewhere along the lines of their thirst for revenge? Dive in and find out, and in the end – Would you call her the Victim or the Villain?

Sherryann Martinez · Urban
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58 Chs

Nothing to Prove

"Now, let's have our dinner served before it gets cold," Demarion advised, and the table nodded in agreement.

The servers standing off to the side jumped into action, dishing out this savory, mouthwatering meal.

The different aromas filled the air, and all the herbs and spices used to prepare the dishes, along with that smell of steak done to perfection, were simply splendorous.

Aakifahlynn licked her lips in anticipation and ran the tip of her thumb along her other fingertips, her hand twitching with a desire to reach for something.

Her tension is discernible. But she would be patient, though who was she kidding? She was hungry.

Aakifahlynn battled with herself, trying to maintain her composure. She reminded herself that she had nothing to prove to these people. Why should she care?

Grab that juicy steak you've been eyeing, she tried to convince herself, rather than waiting to be served.