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 for a reply.

"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 the 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.