My bestie vanished the moment we landed in this godforsaken werewolf kingdom. I searched for years. No trace of her. Seven years later, I had become Luna Queen Artoria. Brutal. Feared. The kind of name mothers whispered to make their pups behave. Until a kid pounded on the locked palace gates, screaming that he was my pup. Ridiculous. I had never been pregnant. How the hell could he be mine? Just when I was ready to scold him, the kid lifted his little face and looked at me. That face — the mini version of my bestie. The words died in my throat. The kid tugged at my cloak, whispering cautiously: "My mother is Meryl. She said you'd believe me when you saw my face. She always says you share the same family origin from far, far away." My eyes swelled with tears. I gritted my teeth. "Meryl, you good girl... How dare you hide when you knew exactly where I am?" "She's dying... too sick to come herself." No. That was impossible. Before we came here, Meryl had just won Gatorade State Player of the Year. She was way too healthy to die. "How the hell could it be..." "Father listened to his mistress. He didn't call the Leech Priest for her. She's just... lying there. She told me to find you. And... from now on... you're my mom." Fire ignited inside me. Back in our world, the law would have crushed that man. But here? I was the law. I was the Luna Queen who had fought her way through the bloody game of the throne. "Kid... let's go bring Meryl back." This time, it was the Queen's kill to avenge.
The Silvermane Velvet tributed from Serravia was laid before me — moon-white or silver-blue. Too plain. Not my style. "Wait. Put them in the old place," I said, walking into the side chamber. "Yes, Your Highness." Meryl. You always loved these quiet colors. My hand brushed over the velvet, then drifted to the Sucre d'Orge, the diamond jewels, the piles of gold. I had gathered everything for her. A flashback: Meryl in modern clothes, ponytail bouncing. "I'll be a super athlete and you'll be a super scholar! When one of us gets filthy rich, she'll buy Fifth Avenue for the other!" But seven years ago, everything had changed. Meryl and I fell into this werewolf world. She vanished. I landed in the royal palace — a stranger who crossed the Crown Prince. "Forty lashes!" Then Gwyn appeared. Moon-white robes, gentle eyes. He bent down and pulled me to my feet. "I'll protect you." Later, he knelt before the Alpha King. "Father, I wish to marry Artoria." Those years were hard. The Crown Prince schemed against us. Gwyn was forced into the succession game for the Alpha's throne. I had no family background here, but I had twenty-first-century knowledge. I learned to read people, to win powerful ladies and their mates to my side. We worked as one. He rose to become the Alpha King. And I became Luna Queen Artoria. Brutal. Feared. But through all of it — the battles, the blood, the throne — I never stopped searching for Meryl. Now I had gathered everything for her. But I still couldn't find her trace. "Luna Queen, this child refuses to leave the palace gates. He claims to be your pup. How shall we punish him?" Ridiculous. I had never had a child. First, I was too busy helping Gwyn win the throne. And after that... we tried, but never succeeded. I pushed the thought aside and turned to the boy. "Who put you up to this? Lying at such a young age?" The boy's face flushed red. "I'm not lying! I'm not lying!" He lifted his face and looked straight at me. I froze. That face — it was Meryl's. "My mother is Meryl. She told me to find you." My heart pounded. So this was Meryl's child. I touched his soft cheek. "Where is she? Why did she send you instead of coming herself?" His lips trembled. His eyes turned red. "Mom is home in Serravia. Father listened to his mistress. He didn't call the Leech Priest for her. She's just... lying there. She told me to find you. And... from now on... you're my mom." "Pack my things. Prepare the carriage. We set off for Meryl now." "His Majesty King Gwyn arrives!" "Artie, what are these about?" "Meryl is in the Serravia pack. I need to go bring her back." Gwyn knew well where I came from, and he knew exactly what Meryl meant to me. After a frozen moment, he started stuffing coins and food into my packages. "Take coins — for emergencies. And your favorite marzipan. Take care of yourself. Write to me." He followed me all the way to the palace gate. I took Corin's hand and stepped over the threshold. Behind me, his voice cut through the cold: "Artie! My queen — be safe. And don't keep me alone for long." I waved. "I will." I lifted Corin into the carriage. The horses charged forward, out of the palace gates. My gaze turned from warm to ice-cold. Meryl, I am coming for you. And those who hurt you... this time, it's my kill.
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