Chapter 95

Chapter 95

The door rips open, revealing a guard. I take a deep breath almost throwing myself in panic as the thought of anything happening to any of my friends again rips my heart to pieces.

I can't lose any of them any more, too much pain for just me to bear. I can't take it.

“Your highness. You have been called in for a council meeting alongside your mate.” the guard says, lowering his head in a bow.

A council meeting?

My head snaps towards Bion's as I wonder why the meeting is coming so early.

The council meeting is taking place in regard to who is to take the throne.

Deimos has been throwing a fit regarding the idea of me ascending as the Grand Queen.

According to him I am too small, and have no idea how the supernatural works.

Blah fucking blah.

He can go piss himself. I don't really want the throne, but I will take it. If not for anything just to piss that bastard off.

He killed my brother all for stupid power. Now he thinks in any way that I would let him have that.

“The meeting isn't supposed to happen yet is it?” Kim asks, scrunching her eyebrows up.

“No, but it was brought forward due to a special reason given by his highness.” he replies, earning a snort from me.

Little bastard must have done something to get the council on his side.

Over my dead body will I let him ascend the throne. The only reason I am not bathing in his blood right now is because I am trying not to let violence control me.

“Alright we will be right there.” Bion tells him.

The Guard turns around, and leaves.

“What are we going to do?” Sky asks, moving towards the door.

“One thing is sure, that slimy bastard has a plan. We can't let him take the throne, especially now that we know what he did.” Julie growls, his palm forming a tight fist.

He has been really quiet these days, never really saying a word. I don't know what is going on in his head or where his head is always at.

I made a mental note to speak to him. I haven't spoken to the Queen either, I actually have no idea what to say to her.

“We will make sure that does happen. Come on baby let's go.” Bion nudges me, earning a small smile from me.

What exactly would I do without my mate? He has been by my side even when I couldn't stand my own self.

“Let's go.” I smile, lacing my fingers in his as we leave the room

The thought of me dying, and leaving him behind hurts so much.

The idea that my curse won't come to pass isn't so settled in my head.

Even though most people think that, I don't. I have this feeling always crawling deep in my bones that it isn't true.

“Do you think that I can actually win against him? The council has known him for a long time, and–”

Warm lips covers mine as his tongue darts out into my mouth. I open up, and let him explore my mouth as I truly kiss him.

A sigh escapes my lips as I melt into his arms.

It's been so long.

His lips leave mine with a pop as he whispers, “You worry too much. The crown is yours.”

My arms wrap around his waist as I breathe him in, “Thank you for always being here for me. I love you.” I murmur into his neck.

“I love you too. Now come on let's go kick his ass.” he says, his palm lifting, and landing sharply on my ass.

I jerk back as I howl out in laughter, “Stop!!” I squeal, smacking him on his shoulder.

“It's showtime baby.” he says, pushing the door to the throne room open.

The room is decorated in a chilling way. Dark red screams throughout the room as a black table occupies the center of the adorned with red chairs.

The curtains are pulled back, allowing the sun to filter into the room. The room screams power and something else.

Darkness. Filth.

When I become queen this is the first thing I will change.

We move around slowly as we lower ourselves into the free seat.

Deimos stares into my eyes, a smirking taking over his lips.

I will be damned before I let him take over. I will burn this damn world to the ground before that happens.

“Shall we begin?” the Alpha of the rat clan states, opening a file as everyone settles down.

I do hope it goes in my favour.

DEIMOS

Those fools.

I idiots all of them, they have no idea what they are doing.

They had the guts to make her the next in line. I thought they were on my side, I have been in this land way more than she has.

Even after all the deaths she caused they still have the guts to take her words over mine.

“The Princess hasn't displayed any form of violence unless when pushed to which is the same for everyone of us.

So that said she is the next in line for the throne, anyone in objection raise your hand.” that fucking Rat Alpha states.

The whole room went silent after that, not even a single person objected.

How could they give the throne to that vermin? She deserves to die just like that brother of hers.

“What are you going to do about this father? You can't let her take the throne.” my daughter gaps, interrupting my alone time.

My eyes raise in a glare, she cower back in fear as she shuffles in her feet.

Useless just like her mother. She only wants tmme to ascend for the power she gets in return.

“Leave my sight. I do not have time for your nonsense whining at the moment.” I bark, stepping into my room.

“But fathe–”

My gaze meets hers in a stern glare, warning her to not make another sound.

Finally she huff, and stomps away.

I turn around, walking deeper into my room. Lost people call it the black room.

Because everything in here is black, from the door to the bathroom, my wardrobe, my heart everything is black.

And I love it.

She won't ascend that throne. No matter what happens I will make sure she doesn't ascend that throne.

An idea creeps unit my head, causing a sky smile to form on my lips.

Let's see how you ascend the throne now. Oh I am such a genius.

I wanted to make her death easy, but now. Now it would be so much more fun.

Just you wait Melanie, I am coming for you.

Just wait.