|| TERESA LAWRENCEVILLE's POV ||

" I always knew that you were my queen!!"

Vincenzo's lycan voice snapped me back to reality. His tall figure was towering over my height. The air felt too stuffy for me but my wolf was already acting up. It groaned inside, pushing me to get closer to King Vincenzo.

The crowd gasped around us, muttering various comments about a slave being the next queen. Vincenzo couldn't stop smiling. He urged me closer to growl at his animalistic voice,

" Finally!! YOU ARE MINE!! MY MATE!! "

I felt my tears burn in my eyes. The emotions were too much for me to handle. Yes,...