บททั้งหมดของ DESTINED TO BE QUEEN: LYCAN KING UNEXPECTED MATE : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Delilah I knew today was my coronation day as the queen of the Seven Zones and the Luna of the Shadow Claws Pack. What I didn’t know was that seven old women, each representing one of the Zones, would be the ones to attend to me. According to Maxwell, this tradition had been in place even before his mother was crowned, and he intended to honor it. The women were kind, but they had put me through a whirlwind of preparations and teachings. There were so many things I didn’t know about being a female leader, and one of the women, Rebecca, the oldest and strongest among them, had shared wisdom that lingered in my mind. Her words echoed in my ears: “You are not ordinary, my dear queen. You are meant to protect, heal, and guide your people. That is your role as the queen of the Seven Zones.” Her words resonate deeply within me. I had always felt different, but now I was beginning to understand why. My magical abilities had been growing steadily, and I was discovering new powers every d

Maxwell This morning, I received devastating news…news so tragic that it threatened to unravel the fragile peace we had worked so hard to maintain. The weight of it pressed heavily on my shoulders, and I knew that if word spread too soon, chaos could erupt. To protect the peace of today and ensure the success of the day’s events, I made the difficult decision to keep it to myself, even from Delilah, my queen and mate. It felt selfish, but I had no choice. The crowning and installment of my queen and Luna had to go smoothly. The kingdom needed this moment of unity and celebration, and I couldn’t let anything ruin it. Thankfully, the ceremony was a resounding success. The joy and pride I felt as I watched Delilah ascend to her rightful place as queen were indescribable. My people, who had once been skeptical of her, now cheered for her with genuine admiration. And why wouldn’t they? Delilah is everything a queen should be…beautiful, strong, and powerful. Her presence commands re

Maxwell I know Delilah loves me. But what I didn’t know…what I couldn’t have imagined…was that her love for Farrell ran deeper. She loved him dearly, more than I ever realized. For as long as she could, she hid it, burying her feelings beneath layers of loyalty and duty. But now, there was no hiding. The truth had surfaced, raw and unrelenting, and it shattered everything in me as I couldn't bear her loving anyone. The moment she learned that Farrell was gone, she didn’t give me a chance to explain. She didn’t wait for my words, my apologies, or my pleas. She simply left. Before she walked out, she released Rosa, as if to tie up one last loose end. And then she was gone, leaving me alone in the silence of my own despair. The irony is unbearable. I love Delilah with every fiber of my being. She is my mate, my Luna, my queen, my partner in every sense. She is the other half of my soul, the one who completes me. And yet, here I am, drowning in the pain of her absence. Farrell is gon

Maxwell All the best healers in the kingdom, both from my pack and the neighboring ones, had gathered in the grand hall of the palace. Their mission was singular and urgent: to heal Delilah, to save her. The air was thick with tension, the weight of her fragile state pressing down on everyone present. I stood in the corner, my eyes never leaving her still form on the bed. I couldn’t bring myself to leave, not after Rosa’s betrayal. Trust was a luxury I could no longer afford. For all I knew, any one of these healers could be an enemy in disguise, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. I watched as they moved around her, administering herbs and potions, chanting ancient incantations. My instincts screamed at me to intervene, to ensure no harm came to her. I made them consume every herb they brought before they could give it to her. I couldn’t take any chances. Delilah was my mate, my queen, and I would do whatever it took to protect her. Just as I was about to step closer to

Maxwell “Tell me everything I need to know if you want my forgiveness.” My voice echoed through the grand palace hall, its weight pressing down on Rosa, who knelt before me on the cold marble floor. Her trembling hands clutched at the hem of her cloak as she bowed her head, pleading for mercy. The sight of her, once proud and confident, now reduced to a trembling figure, stirred something deep within me…though I refused to let it show. I stood, pacing around the throne, my footsteps echoing in the vast hall. Though I wasn’t dressed in my royal robes, the weight of my crown felt heavier than ever. A simple black shirt and pants were all I wore, but the authority I carried was unmistakable. My mind raced as I tried to piece together the puzzle Rosa had presented. She had betrayed me, yet she had also saved Delilah, not once, but twice. That alone was enough to keep me listening “Your Majesty,” Rosa began, her voice strained with desperation. “I am aware of my sins, and I know they