Horrible. The only way I can describe this situation.

Chloe has been charged for treason. They say that she murdered her own parents so she could be queen sooner. Obviously, I saw through the lie.

How can a four year old know about wolfsbane, let alone use it to kill her own parents? And how could that four year old recruit a half blood white witch to help ensure that she rules? Absurd.

But as soon as I had voiced my thoughts, Kenneth, I mean Alpha King Kenneth almost snapped my neck and threatened to kill my mate, Anastasia.

I was forced to move out of my streak, now I live in the castle, as the future royal Beta pair should. Yeah, somehow, Anastasia's parents were moved up the ranks and Kaden's family moved down. They're all convinced that those are the roles that were always in place.

I honestly didn't want to leave my family and friends back at my old streak, and Alpha Mia had no problem with me putting off living in the castle until I was ready.

New laws were implemented and I agree that they are utter crap. Like, no female Alpha may rule a pack without a male by her side. And get this, she - the rightful Alpha - is demoted to being a Luna.

Trade unions and relationships with witch and vampire kingdoms have been severed. That sucks, we can't hang with Darcy anymore and she's my favorite one of Stasia's friends.

Taxes now have to be paid to the Alpha King by the other packs, including the royal pack itself. I say that is immensely greedy because the First Pack has the most members (nearly a thousand should I say?) and the throne is wealthy enough to support every single pack in the northern hemisphere.

I let out a long sigh. How did things get to this?

"Kel, you okay?" My mate asks with a frown.

"For the hundredth time, Staze, I'm fine."

Honestly, she fusses over me too much. It's actually flattering (gosh I hope she doesn't hear me saying that!).If she does, I'll never get a break.

"I wonder where Chloe is right now. Or if she's okay." I sigh.

I sigh a lot nowadays.

"Even though what she's done is unforgivable, she was still my friend. A good one."

I place my head onto her shoulder and lean against her. She moves herself so she's comfortable on the loveseat.

I close my eyes and let out a soft chuff. Since tigers can't purr, we chuff.

"Are your parents happy about this? About us?" I ask after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

"They're okay with it. Are you happy though? With us? With me? Did the Alphas force you to move in? Last time I checked, you were adamant about not living here."

"No,no, no. I am happy here with you, Staze. I was just thinking about the kingdom's current situation."

"If anybody comes near you, I want you to tell me. I want to protect you, okay? I don't know what I would do if anything or anyone hurt you."

My heart melted like butter on a hot pan. She would do anything for my safety, just like how I'd do anything for hers.

But I can't keep looking over my shoulder, worrying whether Luna Queen Kaceline will lose it and decide to harm me or worse, my mate.

I'll only be relieved when those two are off the throne. Even if I have to wait years for it to happen, I'll wait.

Lorenzo

Two days have gone by with me training all by myself in this coven. My mate is visiting the castle to check up on princess Darcy. I asked her to carry a bouquet of blue roses to princess Darcy on my behalf.

The male white witches here don't seem to get much exercise, hence I'm training on my own while other female witches glance at me.

I try to keep my shirt on, but I have to take it off when it's soaking with sweat.

I land a final punch on the dummy and it tears to pieces.

That concludes my combat training, now for target practice.

I reach into the duffel bag with throwing stars, knives and arrows. If I was a witch that could make anything I desire just out of thin air, I would get lazy.

"Hii!" I hear a screech-like voice say.

I look at the girl who just screamed at me. She has apple green hair but the roots are a light yellow, showing that it was a dye job. Her eyes are a chestnut brown.

Her face says innocently beautiful but her attire says otherwise.

I avert my eyes from her.

I cannot look at another woman who is provocatively dressed, even when she's vying for my attention, not only because I have a mate, but because women need to be respected in this world. Even if some don't seem to respect themselves or each other.

I give her a small nod so she knows that I acknowledge her presence.

"Are you a werewolf?" She asks with her high pitched voice.

I nod again.

She starts squealing so loud I drop the knives I was about to throw and cover my ears. When she picks up on my distress, she stops squealing and mumbles an apology.

I pick up the knives and begin throwing them at the tree with a sloppily painted target on it.

"So I was wondering if you'd like to come over to my house sometime? Or maybe now, since you're almost out of knives to throw." She says in a voice that is supposed to seduce me.

I tense my muscles at the clear disrespect. She hasn't even introduced herself, or tried to know my name. I turn around so I'm facing her.

"Do you always invite strangers to your bed?" Ford takes control and speaks for me, then hands control back to me.

"I uh...no baby! Only you." She says and gropes my arm

I let out a warning growl. She removes her hand as if she just touched a hot stove.

I think of the most polite way to tell her to fuck off, but I cannot. And my throat is tired after saying that one sentence.

"Kirsty! What are you doing with the Delphinean Alpha King?" A familiar voice that is usually jolly says.

I snap my head to the left and see princess Darcy with a crown of roses on her head and a green summer dress. She looks beautiful, like a fairy. I notice that most of her injuries have healed. However, she has a slight limp.

Next to her, my breathtakingly gorgeous mate with the same crown of blue roses glares at the girl who just touched me.

"Oh...uh.. your majesty!" She bows to princess Darcy.

"Should I tell you that this here is the Delphinean Crown Princess, and you are groping her mate who clearly isn't interested in you?"

By this time, Kirsty is shaking in fear. She sensed my powerful aura, but all three of us give off tons more and I don't think she would last under our glares.

Kirsty scrambles away, and again, I avert my eyes so I don't see her backside.

"Thanks for the flowers, Lorenzo. And I knew it! I knew it! I knew it! I knew you two were mates!" Darcy says happily.

I avoid her gaze and stare down at my trainers. A drop of sweat drips from my head on to my chest and dribbles down my torso and disappears into my sweatpants. I notice my mate's eyes following it and lingering on my abdomen.

"Now there's something you don't see everyday, Chloe. Why aren't you all over him?" Darcy seems to notice Chloe's lustful stare.

If I wasn't blushing before, I sure am now. I see the slightest tinge of red on my mate's cheeks.

Darcy sighs and roughly pushes Chloe. Chloe stumbles forward and I catch her in my arms. A sly smirk crosses Darcy's face and I immediately catch on to what just happened.

I help my mate stand straight and her body is flushed against mine. Her pinkish cheeks turn a bright red at the contact.

I use my index finger to lift her face up to mine.

"May I?" I ask through the mind-link.

Instead of an answer, she jumps onto me, wraps her legs tightly around my waist and slams her lips onto mine.

If only this was how our lives are. No thrones, no evil aunt and uncle trying to kill us, no kingdoms needing saviors, no running away from danger. Just a normal young couple kissing in a back yard.

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