Chapter 155: The Queen and the King of Nothing

Three years.

That's how long it took for the world to bend beneath their names.

The Hollow Queen.

The Alpha of War.

Both of them unstoppable.

Both of them merciless.

Both of them ruling over nothing but ruin.

Bella had created an empire of shadows.

Rogues who had nothing to live for, nothing to lose.

They followed her not out of loyalty.

But out of fear.

Because she had built something worse than a pack.

She had built a kingdom of ghosts.

Dante had done the same.

White Moon was the strongest pack in the country now.

Not because of alliances.

Not because of tradition.

Because of brutality.

Because no one could stand against him.

Because he had ripped apart anyone who tried.

But for all the power, for all the blood, for all the battles they had won—

There was still only one war left to fight.

And it wasn't against an enemy.

It was against each other.