Page 152 of Their Pretty Little Monster

Eirik lifts Wolfe’s crown first. “With this crown, we honor your lineage and your right to rule as our King.” He places it on Wolfe’s head.

Then, turning to me, Eirik smiles warmly. “And with this crown, we welcome a new era, guided by strength and unity as you rule as our Queen.” He carefully places the crown on my head. It’s a bit heavy, but I feel like a Queen standing here with Wolfe.

A tear slips out from the corner of my eye, my chest so tight from the overwhelming happiness flaring through me.

Eirik steps back, addressing the crowd. “I present to you your new King and Queen of Silvercrest Kingdom, rightful heirs to the throne!” Then he waves for us to go to our thrones.

The applause is deafening, the room filled with cheers and roars of approval.

“I call forward Killian and Nyko,” Eirik continues. “From this moment on, let it be known that Killian and Nyko, loyal and true, are now appointed as Princes of the Silvercrest Kingdom. Together, they will lead us into a new direction of prosperity and strength.”

I glance back and see everyone, including my sister, Elara, and my mom, on their feet, clapping. I’m full-blown crying now, unable to stop my tears. My mom looks so proud, tears glistening in her eyes.

Killian and Nyko stroll toward us, both in their monster forms.

Wolfe’s hand grips mine a bit tighter, grounding me in this moment.

“Look at you,” Wolfe says softly, his eyes shining with pride. “You look like you were born for this.”

I smile, my heart swelling with love and pride. “I couldn’t have done it without you,” I whisper back.

We’re now standing in front of the thrones that are made of gold with violet cushioning. Wolfe and I take our seats, Nyko and Killian standing on either side of us. The whole crowd roars. I’m shaking from this moment, something I will never ever forget.

I reach over and squeeze Nyko’s hand, feeling like I’m living a real fairy tale. I glance at Wolfe, who is sitting tall and proud, his presence commanding and strong, just as I imagine he’d seen his father sitting on the throne. Killian and Nyko are smiling and, surprisingly, not saying anything. Though I can tell it’s killing Nyko, as his shadow form can’t stand still.

Eirik steps forward once more. “This is a new beginning, a new chapter in our history. With our new King and Queen and their loyal Princes, we will face any challenges that come our way. Long live the King and Queen!”

“Long live the King and Queen!” the crowd echoes, their voices united in celebration.

As I sit here, tears rolling down my cheeks, I know that this is the happiness I’ve always sought… I just never knew I was destined to be a Queen with three soon-to-be husbands at my side.

I’m laughing, trying not to cry out as Nyko licks my neck. We’re in a dressing room, as I’ve come here to change out of my gown from the coronation into my wedding dress. The wedding won’t be a traditional ceremony, but there will be an exchange of vows and blood in front of everyone, which officially makes the four of us married. Down in the main courtyard, the celebrations are about to begin. So many people are there already, including my mother and half sister.

The moment I arrived upstairs to change, Nyko found me… in his shadow form.

“You’re tickling…” I whisper, half giggling, half moaning.

“Only because I’m being gentle. Fuck, I almost died being next to you but not having you against me. We might as well have been worlds apart.” His lips drag across my collarbone, his cool shadow arms looping around my middle, pulling up my dress. “I’m going to help you get changed, then I’m going to fuck you,” he purrs in my ear. “If I don’t do this, I’m going to steal you from the celebration because I can’t stand another second without having you.”

I giggle, unable to get enough of him. “But everyone’s outside… and…”

“There are guests waiting, My Lord and Queen,” Howler’s sudden interruption fills the room, to which Nyko groans, and I’m grinning. I love that we salvaged him from the vessel, and now he lives in our kingdom, connected to all royal buildings.

“Go away, Howler. Not now,” Nyko growls, his gaze on me. “I need this. They can wait.”

“Of course, My Lord, I will play a different round of songs to get everyone up and dancing.”

“Thank you, Howler,” I say, then turn my attention on Nyko.

In moments, he has the gown off me, and it’s a slight relief to have the spider dress off me. His huge tongue drags across his lips, and I’m instantly wet for him, my thighs squeezing together.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Sage. Every time I see you, it’s like the first time.”

He has me in his arms, walking me to the couch, just as the door barges open to both Killian and Wolfe entering.

I flinch, watching their expressions.

They eye us, grinning, and with the door rapidly shut, they rush over to me, undressing.

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