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TANIAI spent the better half of this week getting to know the pack more, their schedules, how each individual member had a role in the pack, how they operated and trusted one another implicitly. It was vastly different from how fae worked.Fae lived in cities but, just like human cities, we were independent. We did not rely on one another and most certainly did not all play a role the way wolves did. For wolves, each and every member in their pack was family which they were willing to die for. There was something so pure about it. Pure enough to have guilt riddle the very essence of my being each time I remembered what I had done to them. Whenever that happened, Sylvain was always there to placate me. He reminded me of how far I had come from that power-hungry girl who sought out blind revenge. He reminded me that I had changed for the better and he played a hand in that change. I watched Sylvain from outside the wards I had placed along his pack's borders—our pack. He was animated
The Queen's Mate Epilogue
SYLVAIN"What do you mean you can't find her?" My voice bellowed through the forest, sending the birds in the trees fleeing for safety, "you had one job, one fucking job, and you messed it up!""Don't blame me," Tane raised his hands in mock surrender, unfazed by my blowout. By now, he was well accustomed to them, "it's not easy to keep up with someone who has wings.""If her mother finds out we've lost her, we're both dead. We might as well start making our gravestones now," I grumbled as I ruffled my mop of ginger curls in frustration. I loved my daughter, I really did. She was five now and at that age where she loved going on adventures even if it meant wandering off on her own. She knew the rules though—never leave the magical wards protecting the pack. However, now that she had learned to summon her wings at will, she was getting more and more difficult to contain. As much as I loved my daughter, though, she gave me a shit tone of stress. "Come on, Xena, this isn't funny. Stop
The Queen's Mate Preface
***Author's Note:Please read books 1-4 before reading this book or else you'll be extremely lost. You will not be able to read this as a stand-alone.Books are as follows:Book 1: P.S You're My MateBook 2: She's My MateBook 3: I'm His MateBook 4: His Warm-Blooded MatePlease remember to leave a review, vote with your diamonds, and comment!_________________________________________SYLVAINFor as long as I could possibly remember I have been enamored by the concept of the mate bond. I found myself drawn to the way people described it as if their entire world suddenly revolved around that one person. As if their heart beat solely for the one they were mated to. As if their breaths filled their lungs because of their mated half. As if nothing bad could harm them because their fated half blanketed them from the clutches of danger.There was a morbid aspec
The Queen's Mate Chapter 01
TANIAFrom darkness is born light.From wings of ruin,From a child of the moon,From throne to throne. Golden and not white.A new era.A queen will be born. A queen will unite.A prophecy foretold,For a new world in sight. But first, there must be darkness,so born is light.I replayed those words in my head. A poem — a prophecy — mother's told their babes at night to lull them. It was a prophecy from a mighty oracle during the times of the Old World. A time that had long since passed. Many had forgotten that the words were meant to warn us of the future. It had become a folk tale to our kind.To me, it was more.My parents may not have gifted me much now, but when I was still a babe that showed no signs of her dark power, they adored me. Tiana, my mother and the woman I was so clearly named af
The Queen's Mate Chapter 02
SYLVAIN I rubbed at my chest as if it would alleviate the building ache there. It was something that was becoming a part of me. I didn't necessarily like it but I learned to appreciate it because it let me know that Tania was fine, wherever she was. My back still burned with phantom pain. I knew we were linked, so what was phantom pain to me, was real pain to her. I tried not to worry about it too much but my mind always drifted back.Was she being tortured? Punished maybe? Maybe she escaped and ran into some other kind of trouble? So many scenarios ran through my mind and I had no clue how to put myself at ease.There were times I could feel a gentle tug at my chest as if the bond was something tangible. As if she was tugging at the bond. I knew we weren't fully mated so the bond wasn't as strong however, those were the times I sent calming, soothing waves of tranquility and safety down the bond —
The Queen's Mate Chapter 03
SYLVAINI was a light sleeper, always had been. So, when an unrecognizable scent filled my room and had my hackles rising, my sleep easily broke but I didn't stir. I kept my breathing even and waited for the stupid fuck that had the bright idea of sneaking up on me to get within arms reach. The floorboards let out a barely audible squeak beneath the person's weight and I knew, whoever it was, was coming at me from the right. I lay on my stomach with my hands beneath my pillow, so when my nails gradually elongated into claws, the person didn't know.I knew when they reached my bed because they were foolish enough to sit on the edge, shifting the weight. That was when I shot up, coiled my fingers around their throat, and slammed them down onto the mattress beneath me, effectively pinning them with a low growl.A hand instantly flew to my own neck, tightening with enough force to cut my air. I glared down at
The Queen's Mate Chapter 04
TANIAI sat on the floor of my childhood bedroom with my knees hugged to my chest while rocking back and forth. My gaze had latched onto the painting of wings on the wall and it hadn't faltered since. This was a special type of torture. Not physical but psychological. They were mocking me, reminding me that I no longer had wings of my own as if the sharp stabs of pain emanating from my back weren't enough.My father had retrieved me from the cell after a day. He had been the one to bring me food and he had been the one to note that I ate not even a single morsel. Zephyr thought that bringing me here would help me. It did the opposite. It led me deeper into the darkness of my mind, allowing them to feed off my misery until I felt nothing. Not the cold of the room at nightfall. Not the heat of the sun when a sliver of sunlight caressed my skin. Not joy or pain or loss. I just didn't feel.It could have been
The Queen's Mate Chapter 05
TANIAHe stayed with me as I ate, making sure I finished at least half the portion of mash, chicken, and peas that were brought up to us. Then, he ushered me into bed, jaw ticking mercilessly each time I winced at the sharp pain that lashed my back with every small movement. I laid on my side, ignoring the electrical current that shot through my body when his skin made minimal contact with mine.Using the tips of his fingers, Sylvain shifted my white locks off my forehead and tucked them behind my ear. His smile was gentle and it had my gut twisting because I knew, if it weren't for the stupid bond that wolves had between mates — the same bond that was inflicted on us — he wouldn't have been here now offering me that gentle smile.Some wolves couldn't wait to find their mates, from what I had learned, most didn't share the sentiment like me. I didn't like the idea of someone dictating my life a
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