《Break Me {Book one}Bwwm (Editing)》retribution
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"Are defenses are beginning to weaken! this is all your fault!" charles yelled at Elizabeth. "How the hell is it my fault! They respected him to begin with! he is stronger than you" Slap. "HE IS NOT STRONGER THAN ME!" He growled back. "Yes, our son is and you know it. You lost his favor when you killed Harmony!" "When i killed her? dear you had a hand in that as well as me"
"She was his mate! i would have hurt her! Never would i have killed her. After what i did to her, i deserve to have my son beg me to kill him." her voice broke on the last part
"You are weak! Do something to keep the royal wolves at bay Elizabeth." "Why tell me? Get your guards to do it! Oh, wait the wolves were suppose to have been traitors." There was a low bass growl. "Elizabeth, go!" I turned on my heels away from the face of my husband.
His blue eyes were like fire as he glared at my back. I went forward to do his bidding. Did he not care if he lost his son? Did he not care that our blood was being tormented by her memory? That little bitch should have fried like her parents. Her brother should have been killed in an accident in the stage coach. He should have died how he managed to live I have no clue. My heels clicked audibly on the floor as I neared our bed chamber. I should have been queen in the first place.
I should have been king Edwards mate. My body shook with rage, she was my friend,Esmeralda. It wasn't her fault that they were mates but still I was destined to be queen. I had told her I would get it by any means necessary. To go so far as to marry Charles, the adopted brother. To have his seed planted within me to have his son. I grabbed my cloak from the closet. How cruel fate was to put me against my family and friends. My feet hit the ground with an audible thud as I dropped from the balcony to the ground.
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Harmony's eyes were so much like her mothers, when I first gazed upon her I was taken aback. The intensity was uncanny, as if my friend had cheated death. I felt Charles brush my conscious, I opened my thoughts to him as the moon light lit my way to the pack of wolves; near the out skirts of vampire territory. "Threats won't work." He whispered. "I know that" I snapped. "What do you suppose I do?" He thought for a moment.
A shadow darted passed me, I growled in defense as a large wolf rose its head. The beast stood tall, as large as a bear. its head towered over mine it's black coat glossy in the moon. It's light golden eyes glowed an evil black. Feral teeth growled at me.
" Your past vampire territory, female." The wolf growled. "Am I?" I smiled flashing my fangs." "Vampiress what business do you have?" "I am queen Elizabeth Attlee. I must speak with your...alpha." "The alpha denies any entry of the vampire royal palace" the hung growled. Charles was speechless as he listened to the wolf. "Since when?" I growled. "Since the attack on the house of onyx coven leader of America. Two wolves lost their lives. Alpha Smith and his beta." "We had-" the wolf cut me off." The Alpha declares war if a royal guard or vampire sets foot on this boundary. I bid you goodnight queen" "you attacked our soldiers!" I shouted. "Passed the boundary" The wolf said back before running into the woods.
"What the hell did you do?" I growled. "Me?" He growled back."We have a huge problem.
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