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6.1-Changes
Demona MaxwellWell, this is interesting. Lorcan has no idea who he just stepped into the ring with. Who do you think will win? We all know Kimarhi loves to fight. Leave me your thoughts in the comments. Also, if you haven't joined me on F.aceBoook, look for me under Demona Maxwell.
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Fated to the Queen 6.2-Changes
I know he can sense what I do. As he steps forward to close the distance between us, a look of longing on his handsome face. His eyes are locked on mine and look like they are darkening. “My Fated, My Home,” we voice together, placing my hand on his cheek. This handsome Wolf is My Fated. He growls softly in delight leaning into my touch. Static electric sparks fly up my arm straight to my heart, and my insides flutter. I feel so much devotion; it’s amazing. “Yes, we have found each other,” I say sweetly. “But I’m afraid I have to kick your ass now!” I finish in a harsher tone. I blow him a kiss, and he smiles, leaning in for a real one. As a surprise turn, I took his head, forcing it down, bringing my knee up to connect with his face. Then using him, I jump up, flipping back a few feet away, kicking him in the jaw as I do so. He growls and spits out blood, but there is a deep smile across his face as his eyes are filled with lust. “Oh, you’re mine, now!” Lorcan says in a terrifyi
Fated to the Queen 7.1-Fated
Lorcan As an Alphas descendant, it is an honor to lead our warriors and answer the call of other clans for help. It’s also my first time at a Summit. I usually stay behind to protect Wolf Island. However, this year, my father insisted I join the forward troops to Lion Island. Being the future General, it was only logical. My mind is on the mission as we march to the arena with distinction. Upon reaching the training grounds, a tantalizing scent invades my nose. A warm floral sensation lights me on fire from head to toe. It’s faint until I get into the arena and smell it so clearly. But suddenly, the wind shifts and the fragrance dulls. My heart pounds looking around for it. I’m trying to focus on practice, but that bouquet of warmth is so prominent and distracting again. My warriors have no clue about the haze I am under, and one lands a hit on me. Back on point with the spar, I laid him out quickly with an uppercut. Again, I feel a pull to that scent but still can’t pinpoint its l
Fated to the Queen 7.2-Fated
It’s all a blur as I scoop up Kimarhi for all to see. We head to the viewing box, where all welcome and embrace us. I never thought coming here would lead to such an incredible awakening. Being Fated is everything to a Wolf, and now I have mine. I never thought coming here would lead to such an incredible awakening. Kimarhi and her pride council leave after lots of hugs and congratulations. Father suggested to them to take some time and speak with their people. Also, he asks them to give us a few moments before we rejoin them. He’s happy I found My Fated, and I know he’s about to lay on some fatherly advice. “Son, life will move quickly now that you have found her, be prepared,” he says thoughtfully. “Queen Kimarhi and her clan have been without a King for some time and look to her for all they have. You will need to earn their trust and respect. It is important as you will be her King,” he stresses. “I know, Father, I will,” I say, sounding humble. Back home, Lucas, my older brot
Fated to the Queen 7.3-Fated
Kimarhi and I spend the rest of the day exploring and getting to know each other. I met some of her people and saw the beauty of Lion Island. It is a beautiful place and my new home. My favorite, The White Plains desert. Such pristine natural sand against the blue of the ocean is breathtaking. I can’t wait to run on this sand as my wolf. But more stunning is my love standing before me, basking in the pride of her home. Correction our home. We aimlessly wander and talk to everyone. We ran into Theo and his destined wife, Helena. I am told she is the best of their clan’s doctors. She’s also human, reminding me of my mother. So classy and poised with an accent I can’t place. “Hello, King Lorcan. It’s nice to meet you finally. This is my fate, Theo.” Helena’s eyes spark with pure love when she says his name. “Lovely to meet you, Dr. Helena. Theo and I met in the arena earlier,” I say, and Theo stiffens at the mention, “Though a skilled fighter, he lost graciously to me in a spar.” “Oh
Fated to the Queen 8.1-Satisfied
This warrior, Magnus arrives quickly; he is one of the upset warriors I noticed earlier. Entering the cabin, he is fixated on Kimarhi and doesn’t notice me. Not sure how I feel about that. I close the door and clear my expression to blank. “Magnus, is it?” He turns to face me with a horrified look, then glances at Kimarhi, questioning. “My Queen?” he asks. Kimarhi whispers, “I don’t know,” and nods to me. Oh, my lioness, you will learn, I think to myself. “I understand you left your Queen unsatisfied recently,” I interrupted him speaking to Kimarhi, pointing to the clothes and door. His eyes shoot to me now with apologizing eyes and more terror. “I am so sorry, sir. I mean, my King,” he corrected, “I was here only at Queen Kimarhi’s request. I would never have if she didn’t ask. Then was an attack, and now you are here,” he stammers. I raise my hand for him to quiet, and he trails off as he bows again. “My Love, your Queen, has explained all.” My brow turned up, “the only issue I
Fated to the Queen 8.2-Satisfied
“And Because you needed him to finish what he started so that I could do this,” I growled at her mouth, making her swoon. Lifting her to me and swiftly gliding her core back down my exposed shaft. Perfectly wet for my entrance, she wraps her legs around my waist on reflex. Grunting together at this moment is everything to me as she purrs. Holding her standing, she clings to me, looking deep into my eyes. She moans in pleasure, and I begin thrusting up into her. Sparks erupt like canons as we collide, and she screams with a few quick thrusts. My body is in overdrive. I lean us up against an upturned boat. I pound Kimarhi to the rhythm of our moans. She finally roars an orgasm for me. The sparks are pushing me faster and deeper with the feeling of her wet warmth around my throb. I want her to come again so I can join her this time. “My Love, roar again for me. I need to hear you, to feel you,” I command in her ear. “It’s your turn,” she commands with a grin. Kimarhi pushes her weigh
Fated to the Queen 8.3-Satisfied
“I can’t believe how good this all tastes,” Kimarhi says through a mouthful, melting me with her carefree nature. So different from the woman who kicked my ass and then made me quiver moments ago. I laugh aloud, and Kimarhi becomes bashful, like she forgot I was here. She kisses my lips but returns to eating with a cup in hand. “Miss Anya, would you like to ask me anything? I see you staring at me,” I prod without looking away from my Kimarhi. Anya, eyeing me watching Kimarhi, looks away and snickers a smile. “No sir, just admiring. Our Queen is happy! Make sure she stays that way, or respectfully, you WILL be washing those dishes, my King,” she says, pointing to the sinks full of dirty cookware. Anya seems to care for Kimarhi like a mother, and I have no doubt in her words and hope never to test them. I understand her relationship with Theo and now Anya. They are family. We eat in silence the rest of the time. My Queen finishes her meal and then some. Soon after, Anya shoos us out
Fated to the Queen 9.1-Lingering
The Watcher - Lion Island How could this happen now? I think while spying on them silently, clawing at the bark from my hiding space. It’s all I can do while that disgusting dog defiles my Queen. Should I allow it to continue? For years I’ve been subtle with my actions, but my advances get ignored. Queen Kimarhi would sleep around on occasion with a warrior. I would allow her to be a slut if they were Lions, and in the end, she was mine. She stands here, enjoying every moment with him and his helper, the warrior who recently caught her attention. The mutt needs a Lion to please my Kimarhi, after all. It is unsurprising, given that he’s acting like a weak Alpha. A smirk spreads across my face at his ineptitude. I go to one knee, continuing to endure the show. Their scents drift towards me, her scent of flowers muddied by the aroma of wet dog. I work to keep quiet, as it’s difficult to breathe, but it means they will not notice me watching. How can you allow him to touch you like th
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