The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue – Chapter 155
Raven’s POV
“Long live the Queen. Long live Queen Raven!” The crowd shouts from below me.
As I stand in front of the hundreds of people that showed up for my coronation nerves flutter through my stomach. I don’t know the first thing about being a Queen; there has never been a Queen like me. The first Queen of the werewolf species. A single Queen to rule until the Moon Goddess sees fit to replace me.
Nervously, I wipe my hands on my purple dress as I step to the podium.
everyone for coming,” I b
Screams echo throughout the massive ballroom. My eyes search through the crowd, trying to figure out where the chaos is coming from. I see an old woman running toward me. Her face is covered in burn scars and an evil grin is spread across her face. With a snap of her fingers, a hoard of warriors steps out of the crowd and stands behind the old woman.
ons drawn. The closer the woman gets to me the brighter the smile on her face becomes.
the podium with my speech clutched to my chest. Suddenly, the old woman is standing in front of me with a silver knife drawn.
plunges the knife into my heart.
ips as I sit up in my bed. My eyes snap open and dart around in the darkness. I look for any signs that the old woman covered in burns is near me, but I am still in the safety of my bedroom.
in sweat, just as it always is after this dream. It is the same dream I have had since I turned sixteen. My parents are constantly reminding me that it is just a dream and I s
raise on my skin and I shiver under the freezing water.
pening and shutting catches my attention. My wolf, Rose is always on edge after we have that dream.
your room,’
ll her as I quickly rinse the sweat from m
d. Wrapping a towel tightly around my body I grab my curling iron. It is the closest thing to a weapon that I have in the bathroom.
learn. I was named the future Queen of the werewolf packs when I was just a few months old because of a crescent moon birthmark on my shoulder, the mark of the Moon Goddess.
in the hell I am going to do with this curling iron, but any weapon has to be better than no weapon at all. Right?
**k’s sake.’
bedroom. I charge into the room waving the curling iron over my head like a mad woman and scream at the top of my lungs. The towel begins to unwrap itself from around my ample breasts and I quickly try to recover
r comes from my bed. In my hurry to enter the room, I had run right past it. Spinning around where I stand, the curling iron slips from my hand and hits me on the top of the head. Grip
rt,” I swear as I rub the top of my head forgetting completely about the intr
urself,” my twin, Kieran yells loudly.
er for a moment. Realization hits me that I am standing in front of him buck naked and I let out another scream.
scramble to pick the towel back up off the floor.
.
ng as I can remember.
he is bored. “Now, I was here with you all night. We wanted to spend one last night together before you go on the tour. You know, like we used to.”
ude that I suppose comes from a lack of my parent’s authority. All of that authority was spent on me. Making sure I turned out to be the perfect Queen.
that is written all over his face. “Maybe this tour isn’t the best idea.”
ng tomorrow,” I yawn.
s sleepily.
r of my lips turn upwards. “Alpha Kieran.”
ning.”