The Dark Queen

The Dark Queen

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Every Seventh Moon, anyone, even an omega, can challenge the werewolf queen to a duel for the crown. During the first night of November, the fight for the throne starts. A fight to the death. ---- Callisto is the reigning queen of Camerie. Dark, mysterious, and breathtaking. She overthrew her own family to get the throne. With her adviser dead after an attack, she has nothing left. The kingdom is all she has to fight for and with November nearing, Callisto is ready to die for Camerie if fate wills it. She will not give up her throne without a fight. Nix is the son of a criminal trying to leave the kingdom. Impulsive, wild, and ambitious. Nix is reaching for a brighter future away from the kingdom, away from his past. Criticized and feared because of his murderer of a father, he never fits in anywhere. Because of this, he wants to prove something to the people, as well as himself. --- With the queen's challenger being a vengeful girl gifted with magic that Camerie has never seen before, the stakes are higher. To make matters worse, during the Soul Ball the unthinkable happens. The Queen meets her mate, a mate that should not exist. Nix is the first soul mate of a sacred queen. With the Seventh Moon nearing and their soul mate bond in the way, Nix and Callisto's plans begin to crumble. With only little time to prepare, Callisto is in trouble and Nix must watch as his mate walks straight into a death match she is not prepared for. Callisto would have died for the kingdom as Nix would have left Camerie in a heartbeat but that was then when they both had nothing to live for. Now they have each other to lose. Follow Nix and Callisto's journey in the first installment of the Three Dark Mates Series. ------ Warning: what you are about to read is a first draft so beware... [Mature for depictions of Violence]
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