The Hybrid Queen's Mate ✔ GxG

07

Lauren Holness

After yesterday, I couldn't think of anything other than the fact that the queen told me I was her mate.

How is that even possible?

Me? A mere human?

Look at me.

She is so fricken pretty. Pretty isn't even the right word to use, it's an understatement.

She looks exactly like Solana, or Solana looked exactly like her. Dark red eyes, black hair, tall, sculpted to absolute beauty. Her lips are a light shade of pink, her skin pale and her nose straight.

Can someone look beautiful sitting down on a throne?

The way how her leg was crossed on top of the other and her breasts sitting perfectly on her chest. She was wearing a black dress that seemed body con. It clung on to her figure, showing off her slim waist. Her breasts were the perfect size for her body. I couldn't tell if she was wearing a bra but her breasts looked perky— not that I was looking.

I wish I looked like that. Slim waist, perky breasts.

I wasn't insecure about my body but the queen's body was the dream.

I laid in the bunk bed, looking at the ceiling. London was on the bed beneath mine. I've always wanted a bunk bed and now I finally got one, it was under these circumstances.

How unfortunate.

The room door was pushed open with a rough force and I sat up in bed in fright.

"Get up!" Solana yelled as she stood in the door way. "Up and out!" We all scurried out of bed and left the room.

The others from the other rooms were already outside.

We followed behind them in a line and London stood beside me as we walked.

"Single file!" Solana yelled and I was guessing she saw London. "No talking either."

Jesus, she was rough and loud.

In front of the line stood a royal guard that led us to a huge kitchen, the main kitchen where the workers cooked for everyone; everyone including the staff members, the royals, the guards and anyone else who was there.

"Today, all of you will be tested to see which field you belong in. There are eight fields, cooking, cleaning, laundry, weapon cleaning, gardening, bedroom, room services and donor. If one passes all these skills, then they become the queen's personal worker. All these skills will be tested today except cleaning and donor service. Donor services and cleaning are if you're useless and cannot serve a purpose. "

Um, okay.

"When you're a blood donor, you don't die unless my sister decides to kill you." Solana informed us. She walked towards the stoves. "You'll all make a simple meal, lasagna. The queen, myself and the head chef will assess you. One simple mistake and you're no longer preparing the meal. You'll stand to the side and watch as the others prepare the meal. "

Lucky for me, I love cooking and I can cook.

I felt the environment become tense and I turned and saw the queen entering along with a male beside her.

We all bowed our heads in respect and Solana excused herself from in front of the stoves and we all started to prepare the lasagna.

Within one second, someone was already out. They took up the wrong utensils first.

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London, a male, a female and myself placed our meals down on the table. The head chef took up a fork and placed it in London's own and tasted it.

She nodded in delight.

"She definitely belongs in my kitchen." London grinned.

"The girl is out." The head chef pointed to the unknown girl. "Her area is unkempt, unlike these three." Nonetheless she tasted her meal. "Meal is good, could be better. No."

The head chef tasted the boy's meal. "Fresh."

The head chef tasted my food and her eyes sparkled.

"Yes. Yes." She swallowed. "Yes." She pointed the fork at me and I turned to grin at London who had the same expression on my face.

The head chef took our plates and grabbed two forks and placed them in the plates and placed them in front of the royals. The queen looked at the head chef as if saying, "I'm not eating this." Solana on the other hand took up her fork and tasted London's own.

"This is good. I applaud you." She commented on London's food and then stabbed her fork in mine and tasted it. Her eyebrows raised in surprise. "I want her to be my personal chef."

My eyes widened.

"They're my workers, not yours." The queen muttered and took her fork up and tasted mine.

I glanced at her face but there was no reaction and there was none as she tasted London's own. We got nothing but a nod to confirm that we did good.

"Athena, please." Solana begged her sister.

So her name is Athena.

"No."

Our meals were trashed and my jaw, along with London's, was dropped.

That was good food.

London and I head out of the kitchen, following behind Solana and the queen — Athena. The head chef left.

We headed outside and I squinted my eyes at the sun that shine brightly down at us. The vampires weren't affected by this, they just kept walking. We soon arrived at a huge garden that needs desperate attention. Weeds were taking over the plants, vines wrapped around the corns and some of the leaves were dry on the plants.

Yikes.

"The head gardener, the queen and myself will be assessing you. Hit us with your best."

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edit - PLEASE BE SURE TO SKIP TO CHAPTER 8!! Wattpad messes up the sequence of the chapters