Elena’s POV
After
my talk with Mother Queen Liz, I was driven back to the Ironpaw Pack. The second I came back, I was mesmerized by the pack’s appearance, which brought back good memories.
“You sure outdid yourself,” I praised in almost a whisper as tears formed in the corner of my eyes.
In slow steps, I looked around at my pack. Gone were the blood stains, wrecked infrastructure, and broken things scattered around the place. It’s almost as if nothing happened. Like there wasn’t a fight here… Like the massacre never happened.
“I’m just doing my job, Luna… I mean, Princess Elena,” Jayden uttered with pride, a huge smile plastered on his lips.
Smiling, I stepped forward and placed a hand on his shoulder. “You did well. Really well.”
Since I went back late, we caught up with each other for a bit together with the few members who were beyond delighted to see me again.
It turned out that taking Jaden as my Beta was the best choice I made in a long time. Not only did he manage to successfully execute my instructions in bringing the pack’s appearance to its former glory, but he also managed to help the pack members settle back in.
He coordinated with the other packs and managed to bring back all the surviving pack members who went to the other packs to work, bringing back our pack to order.
Before we knew it, it was already midnight. I only had a few hours of sleep before I woke up early.
The sun wasn’t up yet, but I was already in my office, browsing through a thousand files, sorting out the taxes, finances, and plans for the pack. Since we had been gone for a long time, there were a lot of things to do to get things back to how they used to be.
After finishing another file, I heaved a sigh and finished another cup of coffee beside me. Tried, I leaned back on my chair and rested my head on top of my backrest, looking at the flickering light on the ceiling.
“You look exhausted, Princess. Rest a little, or I’ll start scolding you like… Princess or not…” Zara started fussing as soon as she entered my office and saw the five empty cups of coffee and the two mountainous piles of files on my table.
A soft smile instantly made way on my lips from the evidence worrying her voice. “I’ll rest soon, Zara.”
I sat upright and grabbed another cup, but as soon as I lifted it, I realized it was already empty.
With my shoulders down in dismay, I looked at Zara beggingly and opened my lips to ask for more, but she immediately shook her head and raised her hand.
“Oh! No! You’ve already had enough. I can’t give you more. Omega or not, I am here to take care of you and not give you poison, Princess,” she dramatically said, making me laugh as I gave in.
“Fine, then just ve me
My words were cut off by a knock on the door and Jayden’s head peeking through seconds after. “Princess, a royal messenger is here for you.”
My brows furrowed. “What?”
He opened the door and guided a guard inside. Indeed, it’s royal messenger.
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Chapter 97
“What can I do for you?” I asked, sitting upright.
“Princess Elena,” he greeted first before he continued, “Queen Luna requests an audience with you.”
Queen Luna? Queen Celine? Why? What for?
Suddenly, I seem to be being called out by the royal family, and I don’t know if it’s a good thing or not. Yes, I’ve been promoted as a Princess, but that’s nothing but a title.
Princess or not, it won’t change the fact that I’m not royalty and not on the same level as they were.
“Okay, wait for me.”
With that, I dismissed all of them and quickly changed into a pink square neckline maxi dress that fell above my knee and a red doll shoes. While walking down the stairs and toward the front gate, where the car was waiting with the messenger, I proactively brushed my hair and let few strands loose on the side of my face.
The drive didn’t take too long. Before I knew it, I was already standing in front of the Queen’s room with an Omega on my side, announcing my arrival.
“Elena,” Queen Celine greeted brightly.
Queen Celine was about a year older than me, but that didn’t show in her appearance. She’s slender with curves at the right places. Her skin were fair, and her hair cascaded flawlessly down to the middle of her back.
She’s the epitome of beauty. Her chestnut eyes were captivating, and her demeanor shouted nothing but elegance and purity. Looking at her gave me a sense of peace and assurance, which was perfect for a Queen, mother of all Lunas and werewolves.
“You called for me, Queen Celine?” I respectfully asked as entered her room.
“Yes, have a seat.” She gestured as she led me to her room’s balcony, where two chairs and a table were settled in. After pouring me a cup of drink, she said, “I’ve been wanting to speak with you.”
