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“Let this be a lesson to you all! If I ask you to do something you DO it! you DON’T question me EVER! Learn from this and DON’T make this mistake again because I don’t give second chances and I won’t stand for anyone being a victim of a***e especially when it’s inflicted by the very person who is meant to die for you”
With that I shatter his chest with the air, collapsing his lungs, throat and neck before using the wind to swing him against a tree off to the side, smashing the branch through his shattered chest and allowing him to die slowly in a public manner.
As I finish I shake my hand out and look back to the Luna in question who now stood there with her jaw open watching me.
“What’s your name, what pack are you from?”
I ask her, she closes her mouth and coughs before answering
“Lena Jenkins, we are the Jenkin clan”
“Well Lena I now make you alpha of the Jenkin clan”
I hear gasps but I don’t care
“Are you sure? I’m not so sure my people will like that”
“Your people will adjust and listen to what their queen says and I say you are alpha, I don’t make mistakes and I know you are the right person for the job. Now take your place so the king can address you all”
She looks panicked but she steps into her alpha's spot, the rest of the alphas quickly have their lunas move into their spot as Branson steps forward taking my hand.
“Now, let’s make it official, kneel to the king and queen of Lycan, werewolf, witch and hellhound”
Ella says The protests start immediately, my people drop to their knees without an issue but the wolves had other ideas, one by one they get up and refuse. Dad steps forward and talked into my ear
“Make them submit”
“Do it, they need to feel your power baby”
Branson adds, dad nods smiling at him
“I will not kneel to a Lycan witch! She is not one of us and she won’t ever be”
“Never! I will never kneel to them again”
“This is bullshit!”
They go on and on, I growl stepping forward with karma, pushing my entire aura out, all of it, the air suddenly turns so thick it’s hard for even me to breathe
“YOU WILL KNEEL!”
We demand as one, and an overwhelming force, stronger than I've ever felt before in my life bursts through my chest like a cannon, taking my breath away immediately. my entire aura is forced into their soul, and they immediately start crying, having no other choice but to fall to their knees and submit, everyone in my family, my mum, my dad, Ella and even Aaron have no choice but to Drop to their knees baring their necks to me.
“Holy f*****g s**t”
Branson gasps, tears in his eyes as he resists the urge to submit
“Where the f**k did that come from”
“I let it all go”
I whisper, making them kneel for longer than I should but I had no choice, they need to see just how powerful we are, we have to put this boundary in place or they would try to fight us
After a couple of minutes of dead silence, I slowly pull my power back, letting them rise again
“You will kneel to her or you will die, you have no choice in the matter, you bend to our will or you will not have the protection of the royal family. In my opinion, it’s an easy decision to make, you're either with us or against us and considering we are stronger than we have ever been before I would suggest you stay with the obvious choice. Her people have done nothing but accept me and I expect no less from you all, you are free to leave if you wish or you can stay and celebrate our union”
As he says it people start to mumble, walking out as I turn to my parents who were having a silent conversation in their heads
“That was amazing baby, you're not even at full power yet”
Dad tells me, he looked almost giddy at that fact.
“I don’t care about power, I care that I can keep my people safe———grrr”
I growl, turning and slapping Branson right around the head
“What the hell were you thinking marrying us without telling me you big f*****g dumb dumb”
Karma lurches forward slapping the arsehole too, she wanted to get married but not like this
“Awch would you stop! You would have never married me if I didn’t so suck It up! Plus I took your stupid name so he is happy!”
“My name is not stupid, yours is, mine is awesome!”
I snap back childishly
“I can not believe you changed the kingdom's name without telling the person who created it! You little f**k head”
Baylee shouts at Branson slapping his head too, he growls, grabbing me and yanking me in front of him as a shield
“You would have said no and you would have been a baby about it, leave me alone she would never have married me if I didn’t”
She leans over hitting him some more
“Would you all stop I did what I had to do now leave me alone or I’ll call you granny!”
Baylee steps back gasping
“You wouldn’t dare!”
“I would and I will, I’ll even make a speech and call you it then”
She growls stomping her foot
“I’ll stick this foot so far up your a*s you won’t walk if you ever publicly call me that when I look this damn good”
“Stop hitting me and I won’t granny”
She takes a step forward again, and with a warning growl, Branson giggles like a little kid kissing my cheek
“See that wasn’t so bad was it”
He tells me, pecking my cheek and grinning at me
“You're an i***t, I need a drink”
I tell him, turning to pops and wiggling my fingers at him as I step off the steps and onto the grass.
He rolls his eyes, handing it over. I unscrew the top and down the last of the bottle, as I finish the last drop dad starts to laugh as Branson growls
“Where the hell did you get that?”
Dad snorts as I look at Branson confused
“Dad gave it to me, why?”
Branson growls
“You big bastard! That was mine. I bought it special”
“Well it was delicious”
I answer smirking at him, he zeros his eyes in at me
“You're just as bad!”
I snort
“Me! What about you? You just married us without my permission! f**k your drink it’s nothing compared to that!!”
He purges his lips looking at me sadly
“Call it even”
I snort again shaking my head
“Ehh no, you gotta do better than that arsehole”
“Would you both stop arguing, the packs are watching and you're acting like babies! Go sit down, eat and chill out”
Ella scolds us, I sigh nodding my head, snapping Branson’s hand into mine I March over to our seats to eat. The eyes on me were almost painful, each hateful thought silently stabbing me in the back. His people truly hated me, I had no idea why but they did.
“Ignore them, they don’t need to love you to follow you”
“Yeah but they do need to respect me but all they do is despise me”
I whisper, filling my glass to the top with vodka
“No mixer?”
Branson asks alarmed, I shrug taking a drink
“Don’t need one”
I take another drink, downing half of it. Karma feeling just as miserable as I do helps me to drink, if we are drunk we won’t feel the hate, or maybe we will but we won’t care about it half as much.
“Is it because you had to marry me?”
He whispers, I frown turning to him and hoping on his knee
“No, I didn’t like the fact you didn’t tell me but I appreciate the fact I never have to get up and do this party thing again, and I appreciate you changing our names. I’m drinking because they hate me they are quite vocal about it, they have been trying to link me and tell me I’m no good and all sorts of”
His face falls, turning he looks at dad
“Is this true? Did you f*****g know this would happen?”
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