Chapter one, Part I | Unclear.

"Ma'am I'm sorry for disappointing you again."

A figure spoke as he kneels in front of a woman, who was sitting on a very old royal throne, her expression as calm as the dark of the night upon them. Yet, her eyes shines with fire, telling him (what he assumed) how mad she's with him without even uttering a word.

And why wouldn't she be mad at him for fuck sake ?

He promised her three times that he would catch those who blot to kill his queen, he sweared on her and her ancestors names that he will get their whereabouts as soon as they get out of their territory, but yet again he was proving wrong. the world was clearly laughing at how useless he was to his queen at the moment.

"It's okay Fenn, and it's not your fault." Her voice was calm, her features relaxed, yet those eyes of her said otherwise.

Before he could say it's his fault, she held her hand up slowly, shutting him from uttering those words and said.

"It turns out that they drugged you Fenn, they used your father's cup as it seemed the only cup your drink from since the day your father left this world."

He stood there, eyes puzzled not wanting to let his queens see how angry he was with this tip. He should've known since he couldn't reach his other half for the past week.

"Is that why your highness, didn't ask me about their whereabouts?" His voice was calm but his quick breathing told something else.

She smiled sadly at him, knowing how he felt. She held out her right hand, telling him to come closer to her as he did, she put in his hold a bottle of what seemed to be a medicine.

"I have ordered the witches to make you a medication that can help you as soon as possible, but the medicine took a week for them to finish” Her eyebrows frown a little bit “I didn't want you to feel useless that's why I didn't stop you."

Every word she spoke calmed him, he even felt happy to be cared for by her highness, as someone who was in reality useless even without his ability, yet what made him feel proud to be her right hand was how she took it upon her to seek for his medication even though she could ask someone else to do so. He couldn't help but blush.

"Thank you my queen, I'll take care of myself until I get back my ability, and my other half, I'll see you then." He quickly bowed down and run out of the room still with a rosy cheeks, leaving a smile on his queen.

Her expressions quickly switched to a dark one, her eyes glaring at nothing but the ground.

"Yushi, go replace the cup and tell the witches to make a spill that can get any harmful liquid that's get in the cup out of the it and into the one who poured it and suffocate them."

As soon as she finished, a figure emerged from the darkness of the ground bowing her head to her, "I'll see to it right away, My queen."

She hummed, approving of what she said, she couldn't get enough of how proud she would feel with any of her people. "You can go, Yushi."

She nod her head, before she say "Ciel is coming to discuss about your enemies whereabouts." With that she disappeared.

She gives her a smile before eyeing the door, waiting for Ciel to grace her with his gray folders, and his famous dark hood. He always had that young yet mutter facial so he hides it with his hood.

He hate it when others drool whenever he let his hood off of his head.

She heard a knock before one of her soldiers gets in and ask if Ciel can be sent to her right away, she nod and in a few minutes a short man walk in with his significant folders tucked between his hands.

"Your highness, how are you so far ?" He asked as he takes off the hood, showing his queen his features, as a small curve plays on the corner of his lips.

"So far frustrated, hopefully you've good news." She couldn' help but relax as he nods his head, smiling like a little boy.

"I have, but I've bad news too." His eyebrows knotted as he said the last part, he then stroked his hair away from his forehead and continued, "I get that Yushi told you about me finding their whereabouts." She nod her head, not liking where this is going. "The thing is, they're at the far deep of the forbidden forest of the last royal Alpha king."

He eyes her nervously waiting for her to burn everything around her with fire, but all he saw was her relaxed posture with a thin cold smile on her lips.

"So, you're saying they've gone there to get help from the last heir of the Royal Alpha ?"

He frowned upon hearing her question, the royal king died many years ago when his queen's parents were alive, which to be specific was many thousand years ago.

The Royal Alpha died before them but with the same disease.

He was known to have no mate, and even no heir to take his throne too, so his beta took it upon himself to disappear from the eyes of any creature. And so, they never heard of the Royal Alpha’s people since then.

"But.. they disappeared, my queen. Even the witches spoken about how they couldn't know their whereabouts, they're-"

"You said it Ciel, the forbidden forest. No creature would step there, even the power the witches have wouldn’t do much there. Though If it was the Royal Alpha’s people, that's another subject." She darkly said, her eyes flicking with realization.

She quickly snapped her left fingers, making a figure appears from the shadows of the ground. A man in a tight black outfit bowed to her, his half silver and yellow hair locks swayed with every move he make.

"Alexander, please do me the favor of checking the barrier that you and Yushi made, two days ago. And tell every creature on my land if any of them helped or think of helping those low lives, I'll personally take action against them."

Ciel stood there his knees shivers as he hear her last sentence, if he knew better it's that when his queen's voice drops like that, it means she's irritated and serious.

“Ciel be a dear and search for a way to control or weaken those alpha’s people.”

“I’m on it, my queen.”

His eye landed on her tanned face, hating how stressed she had become since that day, if only he had his ability that day, he could’ve done something to prevent it from happening.

If only..

With that he put back his hood up and jogged to his library, hoping to find something about them so his queen can relax and enjoy her days peacefully.

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- Hope you liked it ?

- Can you guess what creatures is our FL ?

Have a nice day and stay safe! <3

Chapter two , Part I | Unclear.

There in the deepest of the forest, stood a figure enjoying itself with the air surrounding it. Yet this figure have a gloomy area around it.

The figure sighed, then shrugged off its head not liking its own thoughts.

"My lord what are you doing here ?" A voice spoke from behind him, making him huff.

"Choosing a place to kill myself in."

The sarcasm in his voice didn't quite got into the old man's ear as he gasp in fear, and ran to him to nag at him even more, about his father's properties and priorities.

"My lord! Your father didn't hide you for you to die here! He-" he was cut by the man in front of him.

"Addison, for fuck sake! Didn't you hear the sarcasm in my voice ? You need to stop worrying. And tell the guards to not let whoever comes to them inside of my territory." He then stalked away grumbled about how he should find someone to teach this old man some jokes.

"Oh goodness." Addison huffed a relieve breath, before eyeing the sky "Did you see that ? Even your son has your way of sarcasm, I don't think I will be able to understand your ways of joking, both of you." He smiled sadly before doing what his lord told him to do.

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"Yushi, please go and check on Alexander, and tell Miss Hudson that she can start the preparation if she wants to."

Yushi softly yet quickly, emerged from the shadows and bowed respectively to her queen, who seemed paler than her usual tanned self. "Are you feeling sick, your highness?"

Her queen 's eyes shined with something but quickly was replaced by her calm emotions. "No dear, please go as fast as you can and prepare everything I said."

Yushi hesitated before doing what she was told, her highness was a stubborn person so if she spoke on this one more time her queen would sit on the damned chair for years just to prove her point of her not getting sick.

'I hope it's just her, overthinking what's going to happen.' Yushi mumbled, hopeful that it wasn't her queen's usual sickness.

As soon as Yushi vanished, she quickly let out a gasp of pain. Her hands quickly closed up under her stomach, as she tries reducing the pain by squeezing it with all her power.

The pain was worser than before, the sadness that followed it up made her eyes wants to tear but she couldn't allow it, not now not even ever.

"Fuck you Mason," She gritted her teeth as the pain come strong with only saying his name, she couldn't believe that he did this to her.

If it wasn't for that old ugly wizard she wouldn't be feeling this much of pain and suffering, only because she wasn't feeling what every other creature around like himself and his wife were feeling, he had to make a damned curse for her to feel the pain every now and then.

Every month or so the enormous pain would drown her powers out of her, but throughout the years she found that it doesn’t actually drown her power out, but it makes her powers act on her emotions which aren’t much to begin with.

"My queen," A voice snapped her from her suffering making her posture stiffen. "I think I found a way for your sickness to vanish." Miss Hudson's voice was all she could hear, thankfully the witch didn't dare come near her in this moment.

She hold a grunt of pain before saying through her teeth "If it was to find a human male once again I'll cut your toys buttons Miss Hudson."

She couldn't help it, the last time this aloof witch spoken to her about her sickness she suggested to find a human male and try to as they put it date him, it ended up with her burning him with her fire and healing him before cutting his genitals.

A gasp was heard around her and then a gulp, before the soft witch spoke "I- I promise I've been searching for clues since fifty years, and you know how that asshole of a wizard have burnt every book he had but thankfully I found the dust of those burnt books s-"

"Stop rambling and give me what you've come here to say." Her vines already popping on her forehead, sweat was forming around her face, her cheeks flushed and her pain keeps on increasing whenever she hears a sound.

"Oh," Miss Hudson grumbled before saying "You need to find the rarest werewolf and let him mark you." The witches voice trembles, she already knew she would be burnt, but thankfully she already put a barrier around her.

Miss Hudson couldn't help but shiver as she hear her queen's drake voice asking her to repeat what she said.

"Charlotte Margaret Alexander Hudson, repeat what you said."

She was about to cry, it wasn't her fault that idiot wizard was all over her queen's grandchildren so he made a potion to have what he wants but he was idiot enough to give her the wrong potion so he fled away from her anger and let the poor Charlotte deal with his misfortune.

"My- my queen please breathe in and ou-"

"Tell. Me. What. You. Said. Charlotte." Her queen's voice was drake and creepy, the voice that indicate that she was now livid.

"You need to let a werewolf mark you." She couldn't help but put another barrier around herself.

Her queen's anger wasn't like the last time she told her about dating  human, it was worse. Before she knew it a burning flame was around her barrier, and thunder was quickly after it, making her yelp in surprised.

Thankfully she was at the far garden in her queen's castle, so nobody was around.

"My queen calm down! You need to calm down before you kill anyone around me!" She pleads hoping that this trick would work, and it did.

She could hear her queen's whimpers as her sickness worsen, "I want that wizard head and I don't care if he was my relative he's dead when I see him. And tell him to never spy on me again."

Shivers went down Charlotte's back making her heart leaps out, her queen knew she's in contact with that idiot, she's doomed. If he wasn't her teacher she would've cast a spill on him to never contact her but he was a cunning old idiot.

"As you wish my queen."

Her hands were holding her stomach, her eyes burning with haters, how could that idiot do this to her, and why would he make her suffer twice the pain any creature would feel in their death bed ?

“Now I need to find a wolf to shag, how incredible.” Her words were bitter, the room she was in was shaking slightly. She could hear the guardsmen yelping in fear from outside the room she’s in, they never got used to her powers going out of her control.

If only she could go back in time and stop herself from eating whatever food he gave her, she wouldn’t be feeling this hell.

She remembered when she didn’t know why the pain not in her stomach but under it, she clearly remembers her father burning with madness as one of the witches whispered something into his and her mother’s ears.

Her mother fainted and her father run around the kingdom wanting to kill that wizard. It took her three years to know that the pain she was feeling was, lust.

That old crap gave her a potion of lust, mixed with another potion. He always nagged her about finding someone to bring him little grandchildren running around so he can teach them how to be like him. Since his wife couldn’t, he thought his sister’s daughter would be able to do it.

Though he forgot that she had her father’s genes which her mother was happy she passed it to her, her father was known for being ruthless yet caring and stubborn. He was smart and was loved by all and worshiped by them.

Her mother was also ruthless not much but she was calm and polite, opposite of her husband who didn’t give two crap about politeness.

If it wasn’t for her father’s genes she would’ve been with every creature every time her sickness comes, her stubbornness helped her through the pain though every time she refuses the lust, it comeback worser than the last time.

She remembers when her father cried beside her bed, telling her to choose one of the best creatures so the pain would stop from hurting her. She was his only child who was always around him trying to cope his every move. He couldn’t go through seeing her gasping from pain and fever any longer.

“Dear, I’ll summon the best for you. I’ll tell everyone a-“ He was cut by her eyes glaring at him.

“Father, you knew pretty much that your followers aren’t all with me ruling them as a woman, and telling them about my illness would bring us more misfortune. So I would like it if we only tell who stays around us all day.”

She never forgets how her father’s eyes shined with pride, “Okay, as you wish princess, but just so you know I already have a list of the once promoted by me.”

She remembers laughing at that, before he grumbles about how every name he wrote on the damn paper broke his heart and his papa bear mood wasn’t helping him either.

It was her mother who eventually talked him into accepting that his daughter was stubborn as much as him, and she wouldn’t back down even if the pain burnt her like a chicken, she was his daughter so he wouldn’t need to fear for her. And that she was already a grown woman.

“I miss them.” She whispered to the walls, her pain slowly fading making her smile a little bit.

If only she could go back in time.

Chapter three , Part II | The Cause.

[After two weeks]

“My queen, everything is ready for after tomorrow.” Ciel spoke, his eyes showing concern for the pale queen.

Her complexion was no longer as brown as she used to be, instead she was as white as snow, he couldn’t help but flinch imagining how difficult must that potion must’ve been to change her significant chocolate skin.

She only hummed, not feeling the need to use words at the moment. Her heat haven’t gone yet, she couldn’t even move her body too much or the pain would strike her like lightning.

She eyed Ciel hoping he would understand what she want to ask about, she couldn’t be more relaxed as she hears his reply.

“If you’re asking about if this idea would work, then I promise you it will have their snots confused. They wouldn’t dare come near you.”

“Good,”

Ciel flinched yet again as he hears her voice crack at that one word, he felt worse. If his queen mated with a rare wolf her suffering would vanish in no time, but if she continue to refuse it, she would suffer more than this.

He already told her what he read in the old book that he had found, dug in his library. Though, she refused.

“Stop.”

He flicked his eyes up to meet hers. They used to shimmer with adoration, but what he saw was gray like orbs. Her body was starting to change and soon she wouldn’t last longer. “I can’t.” He mumbled.

How could he dare stop worrying about her ? How could he do that to her when she was the last person to accept how young he looks yet saw him as the man he was ? How could he stand there watching her life being sipped away from her just because her pride was stopping her from saving herself?

He couldn’t, and he will never stop.

And that’s why, tomorrow he will be the one who is going to help her revive her old self.

“I’ll take my leave my queen, I’ll continue the preparation for tomorrow.” He quickly dismissed himself, before she could sense what he was thinking.

She eyed Ciel’s leaving the room, she couldn’t stop shaking with anger as she remembers what he said two weeks ago, after he found the most old werewolf books he ever had in his library.

He was shaken up by what he discovered, his eyes were glazing with tears. “Your highness,” his breath was ragged, voice filled with panic and sadness. His eyes full of anger. “It’s said that if a werewolf doesn’t mate with his mate as soon as they meet, the mate will feel uncomfortable heat under her stomach, and much more until she mate with him.” He then took a deep breath before looking away from her and said as his voice crack with each word “ If the mate doesn’t find his/her mate within a certain age, the female would go under uncontrollable pain under her stomach, the male would feel empty and pain of not finding his mate.”

He breathed out, body still shaking. Cheeks stained with tears, “The book says, if they didn’t meet after two hundred years or reject one another, they will go under a huge pain and a lot of changes until th-they d-die.”

She could remember how her heart stopped bumping the blood into her system, her eyes wide open. Shestillfelt the shock of what Ciel had said.

She was hunted by those words. She only had gotten the throne for only two hundred years and thirty. Yes, she was bored of giving orders to whoever near her or far, or even staying on this old throne for a hours while her plumb hump becomes flat.

Most importantly, her parents killer was yet still to be discovered! She won’t let those filthy mess of enemies get this throne with ease!

Her eyes glazed at the freshly cleaned floor as her brain gears works a solution for such a mess.

It took her little time to figure out a way to survive her death.

“Alexander.” Her throat hurt her as she try’s to speak to the shadow figure who took no time appearing in front of her. “Go provoke those filthy creatures, and make sure they seek the Royal wolves help and please do sent them an invitation card for the ball after tomorrow.”

Alexander’s eyes were hesitant as he nod, he wasn’t found of the idea at all but he couldn’t say no to her grace. “I’ll make sure they bringthemhere by tomorrow’s morning.”