The tyrant Queen [ her alpha slave ]

Right inside the castle, clicking footsteps could be heard, it was revealed to be a guard as he marched to the queen's room.

His expression stiffened, and his left hand clutched the handle of a sword which was been stuck in its sheath. His presence screams that of nobility as he got to the corridor of the queen's chamber.

Therein, he met two able-bodied guards, stationed at the door which was made of silver ornate.

"I wish to speak to the queen!" He said huskily, his voice thick and high as he anticipates a response.

A silence, an icy silent steps in.

"Come in!" The ecstatic voice, grumbles inside.

Instantaneously, the door was being opened for him to step in. Walking into the golden room, his eyes were welcomed first by the heavenly beauty on the queen-sized bed.

• The queen.

Queen Isle in her glory, she donned a blue lacy gown which exposed her right leg as it was been crossed over the other. Her head rested on the golden headboard while she fiddled with the white marble ball in her left hand.

Meanwhile, a mischievous smirk was exhibiting on her fresh rosy lips.

"What's it, Shawn? I thought you left for the war with the others," She said sarcastically as she spared him not a glance.

Queen Isle laid her green eyes piercingly at the marble ball as if wanting to shred it into pieces. Nonetheless, her ears were perking up in eagerness.

"I did, my queen!" Shawn replied, his head bowed in esteem.

"Really?! How was it?!" She snapped curiously, her face chilling in anticipation of a reply.

That one reply she's dying to listen to, that one response that has been hindering her from taking drastic action on the werewolf kingdom.

"The Alpha king is captured and imprisoned in the dungeon, my queen. The king's death has even been avenged,” Shawn told, his head still bowed.

"Excellently!" Queen Isle sprang from her bed, a wide smile creeping willingly on her face.

"Impressive!" She growls further in happiness as she spun, scurrying to the huge dressing mirror as she peered heartily at her heavenly reflection.

"Finally. My husband’s death has been avenged. Tell me, what more can I can ask for, huh?!" She laughed meanly, her tongue smooching her teeth as she whirled to confront Shawn.

“Tell me more, Shawn. More. I need to know more about what transpired in the Crescent kingdom. Beta Kappa assured me that he'd make certain that we apprehend the people as well," she said, flashing at him an immense euphoria as she moved towards her right-hand guard.

Shawn gulped, his muscles ticking as he slowly lifts his head to glimpse at the queen. "Beta Kappa was true to his word and..."

"As I know him to be, he never fails me," Queen Isle abruptly interrupted, her fingers wriggling as she loitered for him to go on with his words.

"The Alpha king is in the dungeon as we speak my queen, and his people were not left out. The Crescent kingdom is ours to uphold," Shawn disclosed.

"Good. And what's King Maddox saying about it? I'm certain he must have sent a missive letter to me, did you receive it?" She asked, but this time her countenance was unnerved.

King Maddox is the vampire king of Valor kingdom, he's a very good friend to her husband and likewise an ally to Alpha Jeffrey —the Alpha king of Crescent kingdom.

Alpha Jeffery murdered her husband in the open during the war with the demons, he killed her husband without a second thought. However, the notable Alpha claimed he never meant to kill her husband.

Many saw it as a mistake. However, his Beta divulged to her that the Alpha has been scheming for a long time on how to finish off her husband so he could take possession of the human kingdom for himself.

So then, that made her vouch under the heavy rain and heated sun to avenge her husband's death. But, sadly, King Maddox was never in support of her retaliation.

"Yes, my queen. He did send a message," Shawn said.

"And what did he say? He won't be foolish enough to fight back, right? I'm only sparing him life because he's my husband's well-known friend," she told stringently.

Shawn signed deeply, he lifts his head to stare a bit at her, strands of his curly hair fell over his left eye. "He did send a message a few minutes ago, he openly expressed how aggrieved and displeased he was about the war against the werewolves and..."

"And what?!" She inquired, expecting more utters from him.

"Well, my queen. He said no further except with a hint that he would be visiting soon," Shawn added and Queen Isle nods.

"I see," she murmured lowly.

Her lips twitched, her eyelashes bashed at the empty floors, and it is evident that she was lost in wide thoughts.

"Well, let's put that aside, Shawn. For now, I command you to take me to the dungeon where my prisoner is. I wish to have a little fun with him," she said, devilishly.

Her hands flapped like an excited bird before she positioned them gently to her abdomen nobly, like a royal queen.

The Alpha king is no longer that of nobility, but a prisoner to her. Her sole property and possession.

"As you wish, my queen," Shawn replied.

Then, he stood aside and Queen Isle sauntered past him as they both left the room.

"I can't wait to confront the Almighty, Jefferey. I'm certain by now he'd be wriggling in pain and anger, knowing the fact he's being overthrown by a woman. A royal queen and a dominant ruler," Queen Isle spew mockingly as they strode along the hallway.

"Pardon me, my queen. But I truly have something to say to you," Shawn notified, and Queen Isle halted abruptly on her track.

"Say your peace,” she grimaced, not minding to glance behind her.

Shawn cleared his throat, he's got to be careful with his words. "The Alpha has a wife, and..."

"Don't ever address him an Alpha, he's a prisoner and a slave," she warned, sternly.

"I'm s-sorry, my queen," Shawn quickly apologized.

"Go on, I'm all ears," she instructed grudgingly.

"The slave has a wife and..."

"I know!" Queen Isle snapped nonchalantly, her jungle green eyes whirled in irritation.

"B-but she's pregnant, and right now she's likely to put to birth tonight," Shawn solely revealed to the queen.

"Huh?!" She sharply gasped, shockingly.

She veered around to glare confusedly at Shawn, he hastily stooped his head at her cold spectacle.

"W-what did you just say?! How come I didn't know about this?!"

"I'm very sorry, my queen!" Shawn apologized frighteningly, and Queen Isle scoffed sinisterly.

"So his wife was pregnant, how come I never knew about this? Wow! This is so gonna be... Interesting than I thought!" She suddenly smiled darkly, a deep thought bridging through her mind.

An evil thought.