My Personal Lycan King

'What the hell this is all about?' Victoria thought as she felt her hands glued to the throne seat.

There surely must be a catch to this. First, she is allowed to sit on the throne and now she is glued to it?

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Closing her eyes, after what felt like an eternity but was only two years, she summoned Carla to herself.

She concentrated on the wolf image in her mind that she always had two years back and how she remembered Carla looking like.

'What is it, Victoria?' Carla asked, knowing all too well that she hasn't called her here to relieve her from her words that she had mentioned two years ago disallowing her to take over her but for her purpose of knowing what was happening.

'What is this? Since you are the werewolf among us, you must be knowing about it. That why I was allowed to sit on a King's throne even when the king is alive and in front of me? So, tell me what is happening and why is this happening?' Victoria asked.

'Honestly, I don't know. Something like this has never happened before, but then again, a strong hybrid never sat on it either. And given how you are the only hybrid in the world and the first hybrid, everything about you is new and anyone barely has any information regarding it.' Carla shrugged.

That indeed makes sense. Victoria thought before she closed her eyes to see if she could gather up some information without releasing Jasmine from her mind space using her witch powers.

As she closed her eyes, various images started up pile up in her head and an incidence similar to how Azrael had shown her two years ago when she had met her for the first time started to appear again.

Focusing on one image, she looked at the man who was sitting on the throne with a wide smile on his face. As she observed closely, she widened her eyes when she realized that the man was none other than her father, Nelson.

Her father was a werewolf king? Then why wasn't he now? And was Alexander related to her father? Where does mother come from, in all this scenario? And why have I never heard of it from someone? Victoria thought as various questions started to ponder in her brain.

Moving on to the next image, she looked at her grandfather's face for the first time, who was ordering her father to leave the throne and her father left the throne and placed the crown on the throne's seat willingly with a happy smile on his face.

Why would her father do that? Why would he leave his Alpha king position? Victoria thought, her mind getting bombarded with all the questions.

But at least the thing why she was accepted was clear to her that it was because she was the only daughter of the former alpha king. But then she was a witch too. How can the werewolf throne accept a half-witch to sit on the throne when the witch is also the princess of the witch world? She thought, however, what she didn't know was that her question was being answered in a different corner of the world.

And it was a drastic answer that was going to bring her only problems.

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In the witch Kingdom, Christopher and a few of the ninth domain witches were talking about maintaining peace and prosperity in the world and how the yearly witch name collection to keep the record of the witches in the world was coming close.

"I think I'll be introducing a new system from this year. Till now only witches from the eighth domain and above had the privilege of their names immediately being written in the record book without any efforts. But from this year, I'll try to extend that privilege from witches of the 5th domain and above.

It'll help us keep a good record without putting so much hassle into the year-end attendance." Christopher said, and everyone nodded at his decision before clapping at his efforts to make their work easy.

"Also I want you to look into a special girl while you are taking the witches attendance-" Christopher started, however, before he could utter another word, a large thunder-like sound echoed in the throne room, and a large cut was made on the throne seat, shocking him as he stood hurriedly, afraid of what was happening.

All the witches of the ninth domain and tenth domain stood, immediately sensing something wasn't right.

They waited for Christopher to say something regarding what was happening.

Christopher, on the other hand, looked both shocked and angered by what has happened. The yellow and green light that was being thrown on the throne seat from the sky, which was the colour of the witches, was a clear indication of what had happened.

After what felt like an eternity but were only a few seconds, Christopher finally went near the throne seat and observed the pattern of the crack that has formed on the left hand of the seat.

A wolf's snout.

For his throne to be cracking like this and a wolf's snout appearing on it, all were indicating to only one thing and that was, a witch has sat on another species King's throne, and that throne is none other than the werewolf king's throne.

But why would Werewolf throne accept a witch and let him or her sit on it? The only plausible reason for that was, the witch was none other than his hybrid granddaughter.

"King Christopher, what is the meaning of all of this? Which of the witch dared to break the eternal laws? Who is the offender?" One of the witches asked, voicing everyone's thoughts.

"I will get back to you with an answer to this question soon. Forget about the girl I was talking about, I think I've found where she is. You all can leave now." Christopher said before smirking as Azrael entered the hallways of the throne room.

Hearing their kings dismissal, all the witches left to their respective places while Azrael just looked at the throne seat with a panicked expression.

Before Christopher could even start with his questioning, she closed her eyes and teleported herself without leaving a trace of where she was going.

Martha and Nelson, on the other hand, when came to know about the incident through some maid, looked at each other, not sure whether they should be feeling proud that their daughter sat on her rightful throne or they should be sad because she has made it easy for Christopher to find her.

"Nelson, let's go and meet our daughter. It's more than twenty years since we last saw her and staying away from her is now futile anyways. Father will find her now. I need to unleash all her powers and get her ready to fight father. At least she should be strong enough to protect herself and her mate." Martha said.

Looking at his wife's urgency, Nelson could only nod at her suggestion.

He doesn't know why but it felt like, there was more to the fate of their daughter than it was meeting the eyes. And he was afraid of every bit of it.