The Queen

They’ve locked me in the dark, but I don’t scream. Queens don’t scream.

I sit with my back against the stone, wrists raw from iron cuffs. My hair is a mess. My dress is torn. But my mind? Sharper than ever.

I’ve spent my whole life preparing for this throne. I played their games. Learned their etiquette. Bit my tongue until it bled. All so my family—my pack—could rise. Could lead.

And now?

Now we are branded traitors. Cast out. Banished.

Because I wasn't his true mate. Because fate couldn’t do one single thing for me. Because he was taken out of my hands and given to another...