Page 6 of Cruel Queen


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“She isn’t going,” my sister reiterates.

“If he has the vampires, the forest, and the castle, you and this little pack of wolves won’t be able to say no to him. He will rule how he wants to rule.”

“I kind of don’t care,” I say, shrugging. “I’m over this world anyway.” I offer him a smile.

“I assumed you wouldn’t let a man get in your way. I see I was mistaken.”

“A man?” Tanya says.

“Sorry, I misspoke. An Angel of Death.”

“You’ve seen him?” Tatiana asks, her gaze snapping to mine.

I look up at Bronik, and he gives me a smirk.

“I have.”

“You said he wouldn’t come when you called,” Tatiana states with her brows drawn together.

“He wouldn’t—”

“Until he did,” Bronik interjects.

“I don’t particularly like you very much,” I say to Bronik, narrowing my eyes.

“That’s okay. I don’t need you to like me for me to do my job.”

“And what is that, exactly?”

“To put you on the throne, of course. Once you are there, the world will start to turn green, witches will thrive once again, wolves can run free into the forest, vampires will have their own nests, and humans will choose, if they wish, to give blood. This is the vision I was granted when I had to stay. I will help and do everything in my power to make it come true,” Bronik announces.

“We won’t be confined here any longer?” one of the women wolves asks. “We can go anywhere?”

My eyes swing back to her. She’s young and one of the wolves who speaks to me without attitude.

“Yes. With Talia on the throne, the world will be a better place. How it’s intended to be, and not how those with hunger see it.”

“Talia.” Tatiana touches my shoulder.

“You are keeping it?” I ask in a hushed voice. She smiles and nods her head as I lay a hand on her shoulder. “I’m happy for you, I am. But this—”

“You don’t have to. We can stay here and protect what we can.” And I believe her words, I do. I know she would die for me, for everyone here. Well, maybe not Bronik. But she would try.

I wrap my hands around her shoulders and pull her in for a hug.

“Good, you’re staying,” she says, rubbing my back. “Let’s cook tonight.”

“I hate cooking.” I giggle, pulling away. Then I step closer to Bronik. “I’ll see you soon, okay?” I smile.

Before Tatiana can say another word, Bronik’s hand lands on my shoulder, and we are gone.

* * *

“You can remove your hand now,” I tell Bronik with a huff. He offers me a smirk, lifting his hand from my shoulder and checking around. I turn away from him and stare straight ahead.

Crystal Castle sits in front of us. It appears the same—a Baroque theme with long-taloned gargoyles poised on top. The only thing that is different is it seems to have brought the forest with it. Trees are everywhere, and a lush, awe-inducing landscape surrounds the castle.

“Viper’s doing,” Bronik comments, leaving it at that as I look on. He reaches for my arm again, but I pull away.

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