The White Queen {Rewritten}

Chapter 9

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Jackson POV (Rollon's Father)

"Is everything going as planned boys?" I ask them over the phone.

"Yes they are so gullible. Both of them." Guy replies.

"I can't believe it was so easy to trick them into believing we were their mates. That spell worked well boss." I chuckle.

Good.

Generations upon generations have we planned this. The Dark Moon Pack has been training for this.

Seeing as my grandfather mated to a regular wolf, we didn't come out as pure white wolves, but my cousin Odin on the other hand did. Because of that he was chosen to lead us, but instead of going against the White Queen as we are born to do, he wanted to make peace.

Peace!

We have been raised for years to find that chain and to finally take control of all werewolves. Challenge the Alpha King for his throne, and finally sit in our rightful place.

'White wolves should keep the peace.' What garbage they taught our forefathers.

When I realized his plan, I had him killed, and got rid of every person who supported him, and locked his pregnant mate away in the cellar.

The only reason I kept her is because there was a chance that that bastard boy might be a pure white wolf. Sickeningly, he hasn't shifted yet. I've tried so many different methods to force it out of him, but it was as if his wolf would not come forward.

It doesn't matter now. Once he gets the chain in his possession, he'll either receive its power, or die.

"Good. Keep at it boys. We'll make our full appearance soon."

"Yes boss." I hang up the phone leaning back into my chair.

"Finally...it's happening." I hear Vic say.  A wicked smile comes unto my face.

Finally indeed.

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Next Day
Jh'maia POV

It's after four in the morning, and I have this feeling of restlessness inside. I have a feeling a lot is about to happen. I haven't received any visions lately of anything but I could feel it.

Walking into my office, I close the door behind me, just as a hand covers my mouth. I grab hold of the person's hand spinning around and twisting it behind their back.

"I told you it wasn't a good idea." An unknown man says. I look down at the person I'm holding, surprised to find Rollon had his other hand covering his mouth as he tried to muffle his groans.

I let him go, dusting off the imaginary dust from off me.
"Are you crazy? What are you two doing here?" I whisper yell at the two. I look into his eyes, seeming to get lost in them again, but I quickly break eye contact. Daisy purring inside my head.

"It's so beautiful when two mates meet." I look over to his friend.

"Max Kingston right?" I say, walking over to my desk.

"You know- she knows who I am." He fawns over himself, sitting down on my sofa.

"I know everything, well almost everything." I state.