The moment Luna Romano stops moving, the two of them turn to face me. They both shift and begin to pace the host tra and forth. I step towards the speaker and press the button again. They both growl and bark. I look doar at the befount smile. I tap in my birthday. Declined. I tap in his mother’s birthday. Declined. I tap in his father shirthday Decaned
I look up at him to see his red eyes staring back at me. I smile at him and tap in the date the rejection happened. The key lights up green, and the gears begin to turn. I drop my gun and release my claws, letting my instincts take over
The moment the vault is open, he rushes out and comes straight at me. I dodge his attack with ease and grip the for xoa his neck, digging my claws in deep. I steady my feet and pull as hard as I can, sending him flying back into the box. His father rushes out only to be intercepted by Ragnar.
I push off the ground and rush into the box after Santiago. He manages to juke me at the last second and goes for the doo Ivar shuts us in. The wolf scratches at the door for a moment before he turns back to face me.
“You made me a promise outside the courthouse,” I remind him. “You said everything you’ve got. Is this it? Are you really that much of a pussy?”
He charges at me. I drop to my knees, getting my arms around him. I pull my body up to wrap my legs around his torso He’s trying to get me off by rolling around and trying to kick at me with his hind legs.
“You said you’d never forgive me for betraying our people,” I whisper into his ear. “But it was you who had been betraying them all along. It was you who ruined everything. It was you who allowed these sick fucks to tear us apart
“Do you remember what you once said to me?” I lean in close. “You’re mine. Body and soul. To do as I please. It’s my goddess–given right. Well, right back at you, baby.”
I bite into his ear. He cries out, kicking his legs, and manages to fit his leg between us. I spit the piece of his ear out and rush forward without restraint. My claws dig into his chest as deep as I can push them. I pull him to me and close my fist as tightly as I can. I pull back, and as he’s coming towards me, I put my fist through his mouth, cutting his cry short. I open my hand, and with my claws, I dig down and rip as I pull my hand out.
Blood sprays across my face as he chokes. The wolf is trying to figure out what just happened to him. He tries to get back on his feet but stumbles. I approach him as he falls on his side and looks up at me. He gives in, and I don’t expect what happens next. The wolf turns back into the man, and I’m met with Santiago’s blue eyes.
“Soph,” he chokes, blood gushing out of his mouth. I crouch down in front of him. “I love y-”
I grip his dick and balls in my hand, cutting him off. I smile as my claws slowly dig into them.
“I hate you,” I whisper, leaning into him. “If I could watch you die over and over just like this for the rest of my life. I would May you and all those who worship your goddess all rot with her.”
I rip the part of him he loves the most right off his body. The scream that comes out of him feeds something dark inside of me, and watching him squirm the way he is only makes it better. I toss it at him and shake the blood off my hands.
When I turn around, Ragnar is staring at me with the same adoring smile that made me fall in love with him. Ivar enters the code, and the door opens for me. He pulls me into him as soon as I’m within reach.
“Hey, I’m covered in blood,” I try to pull away.
“You’ve never looked more beautiful,” he says and lifts me up. He kisses me the same way he has from the moment he realized that our mating was real. “Let’s get you cleaned up. We have to address whoever is left.
“I like you better in scrubs,” Kennedy smiles and holds up a handkerchief. She crouches down to wet it with the running
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water while I put my guns back on. She wipes my face and lets out a heavy sigh. “Do you feel better?
“No, I answer honestly.
If anything, this adds to the weight I carry for getting rid of his child. I must admit that at the moment it did feel good. 1: like I was taking back everything I lost. But if I’m being honest with myself. I didn’t lose much. Walking away should have been sufficient. I know that, but the part of me that was shattered wouldn’t have been able to let it g
- go.
The only good thing to come of all this was that my family has been avenged. Along with Clarity, the former Queen, and 1 princess. I follow behind the guys, looking around at the walls of the house I had grown up in. There are portraits of generations of Romanos who ran this pack. People who actually gave a fuck about the people and the traditions that were once upheld here. It’s sad to think that something as pure as that was turned into something so twisted.
When we get downstairs, on the front lawn of the packhouse are crews of news casters. The alphas who surrendered or we caught are on their knees, lined up with their hands behind their heads, waiting to know what comes next.
-I think they should hear it from you.- Ragnar stops me. He looks down at me and wipes something off my cheek. I nod agreeing with him. -Are you ready?–
-Do you trust me?–
-With my life. We’ll do this your way. It’s worked for us so far. I want things to transition as smoothly as possible.-
-Okay.-
“What is happening?” Ivar whispers to us. “Why are you just standing there nodding?”
“Fuck off,” Ragnar pushes him away playfully.
I relax as much as I can as I wipe my hands on the back of my uniform and try my best to seem presentable. As presentable as someone who just killed two people in a fit of rage can be. The cameras go off as I approach the press, with Ragnar and Ivar flanking me. I tuck my gun behind me and clear my throat.
“Luna Sophie, is this the end of the Romano hierarchy?” someone shouts. I am handed a microphone. I look back at Ragnar who simply gives me a nod.
“Good evening,” I greet everyone. “I would like to apologize for the alarms that went off tonight. And I would like to formally introduce myself. My name is Sophia Helvig.”
-Queen of the Lycan Race- Ragnar all but shouts in my head.
“Queen of the Lycan Race,” I add. This sets off more cameras. “I know you all may think that I came here tonight to conquer, but that couldn’t be further from the truth,” I reach into my jacket and hold up the Alpha King’s scroll “You may all have noticed the official Beta Princes all around the borders of Artume City. I know a lot of you were cut off from your loved ones on the outside.
“I have here a Royal decree from the Alpha King himself. This city and everyone in it was a peace offering to King Ragnar Axel for the murder of his mother, his sister, and his mate during the raid ten years ago. There were many more reasons, but that’s the one that sold you all to the Lycans.
“What does this mean for us?”
“Unfortunately, none of you are free people anymore. In the next six months, a full census will be done, and everyone native to this city will be tagged as a civil servant to the Lycan race, I know that sounds horrible and that it’s not going to be easy. However, the last thing any of us wants is to subjugate any of you.
“I would never allow that. This is not what I wanted. I wanted justice for everything that was stolen from us during that
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game I wanted the Alpha Kang to admit that he made a mistake when he helped cover up the death of our families, but it is torduan dicar that, he the Alphas we served for so long, he didn’t give a single fuck about our families or os.
This sour brate, and I was it to continue bring our horse away from the packlands that have officially turned their back one I handed up the scroll so they can see the Royal Seal The Romanos are dead, and with them, the hold the Alpha King held at a toner Ask yournebes, who would you rather servet The lying asshole who give you away without a second hought, or a King that defovered the justare we all deserved when the Romanos led a rogue raid, the Alpha King covered up se the wake of money
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
