Snow’s she-devil POV
What the hell? How did the king know I was fucking his best friend? No wonder he ignored me and never wanted to see me. It was all because I got caught. What a loss. But I wouldn’t give up. I wouldn’t give up on the Queen’s crown. I was the one who was supposed to be in her position. She was crowned the queen instead of me. I hated it when she looked at Aamon with a lustful gaze. I hated it the most when I was forced to address her as my queen. Yes, I cheated. So what! I cheated on him because I was seduced. It was not my intention. I couldn’t resist the demon that lured me. I wanted to try fucking him once. Who could have thought I would never be able to forget him? I wanted more from him after that. I kept asking him to fuck me. Was it my fault? Was I at fault for falling for his charming beauty? Even his queen could be fucked by his best friend. The first time I saw that bitch, I didn’t like her at all. At that moment, Aamon gathered all his subordinates to announce her. About making her the Queen of hell. Everyone was happy except me. He failed me. He never fulfilled his promise to me. He betrayed me by choosing her over me. I wanted to kill her when I saw her smiling sweetly. She was fucking happy. Who gave her the right to be happy while I was sad? I was the queen of hell. I was Aamon’s rightful queen. He could never kill me because I could still feel he loved me. We shared a lot of memories that could never be easily killed by an unknown stranger like her. I would hunt and kill that female Lycan. She didn’t belong here. She didn’t deserve to be the Queen of hell. I was going to go look for her and kill her while he was still in his office. When I was done killing her, I was going to ask him for forgiveness, and I was sure he would forgive me. I headed over to the king’s chambers. Everything was still the same. The decorations. The painting’s colors and the design. I met some guards outside. They all tried to stop me, but I told them the king sent me to meet his queen. I was granted entry. I began to walk inside. It went easily because the king had never given them an order to never allow me inside his chambers. He had never suspected me before as a suspicious person, but I knew that when I talked badly about his wife, he began to suspect me. He hated me now. That was why I chose to kill her now, or I would never be able to kill her in the future, and it would be too late if she gave birth to the demon prince.
“Who are you?” I heard the Queen ask.
“I am Snow, my queen. I am here to deliver a message to you from the king,” I lied calmly.
“Oh, from Aamon?” she mumbled. “But this is weird. My husband would never send someone to deliver a message to me.”
Who the hell did she think she was? She was even boasting about him in front of me. Uh. Husband? He would never be her husband again after today. Today was her last day on earth.
I managed to compose myself. “My queen, I mean no danger,” I said, raising my hands.
After saying that, she seemed relaxed and offered me a seat. I had to act fast before the king arrived. She sat closer to me before uttering, “Tell me, what kind of message did you bring to me?”
“My Queen,” I called, smiling. “It was a dead message. I’m here to send you on your way to your fate,” I uttered before I ran toward her with my sharp silver knife. It was a perfect knife design to kill a Lycan.
“What?!” I saw her open her mouth before smirking.
(What is going on? Snow’s inner thinking)
“Do you think you can kill me with that knife?” she asked, pointing at it.
“Yes, I can and you are about to die,” I cried out. “I’m going to kill you, bitch.” She grabbed me by my neck before the knife could touch her skin, clenching my throat painfully.
“Oops, I’m so sorry to disappoint you, Ant. I am not an easy target. I’m not as easily killed by your kind,” she declared. “Do you think I don’t know who you are, Snow? I know you too well. My husband has already told me about you and how he once promised you the Queen’s crown. Bitch, you betrayed him and you think I’m the cause of your problem. You wanted to kill me for you to be crowned the queen. I will make you regret ever thinking of wanting to harm this queen.”
The queen was a tough one. But I was the worst.
“Oh well, say, my queen, but you have never seen my real form. Do you think you can harm or kill me? Stop thinking garbage. I will never allow such,” I screamed.
She let go of me when I started to change into my real devil form. I stood tall in front of her, with a horn on my head. After my transformation, I tried to attack her, but that bitch dodged my attack and transformed into her real form as well. She was huge and strutted like royalty in front of me. Her Lycan part was so fucking proud. I abhorred it.
She attacked me with her sharp, long claws, pulling blood from my belly. I hissed and cried out in pain. My cries compressed the atmosphere. I was wrong. I thought she was a weak one that I could easily prey on. That bitch, she was going to end my life.
She sneered when she saw me in pain. She had the upper hand. She attacked me once more. She lifted me before hurling me across the room. My back hit the wall before crushing all the flower vases.
“This is cheating,” I cried out. “You attacked me when I was hurt.”
That bitch never let me breathe before she blasted me once more. She never gave me the chance to dodge or attack her. I had been beaten to extinction by her. She was more vicious than the demon king himself. I was forced to change back to my human form by her brutal beatings. She wasn’t a kind woman. I messed up with the wrong person. I regretted my decision. She was still hitting my face when the king walked in.
“What is going on here?” he asked, walking towards us.
Shit, I was dead. This wasn’t the plan I had made. I thought I was going to easily kill her. I didn’t know she wasn’t easy prey.
“My king,” she called after tossing me away like a piece of trash.
“My king, she tried to kill me,” she said.
“How did she come in?” The King asked angrily. “How did you come in? How did you pass the guards?”
I was in a state where I couldn’t utter a word. Even if I wanted to explain and lie to her, I couldn’t say a word because she had hit my face and lips brutally and hard.
“Aamon, she told me she brought a message from you to me, and I am sure that she must have told the guards the same thing as well. Who knows that she wanted to kill her queen? She wants to kill her weak and delicate Queen,” she whispered weakly. “Look at my hand, Aamon. It is all bruised.”
(Weak? Delicate? Uh. Don’t tell me that. How can she call herself weak when I was beaten to this state of health? Snow’s inner thoughts) That bitch, she dares call herself soft. I could have been beaten to death if the king hadn’t arrived earlier.
“Is that true, Snow?” he asked. “You tried to attack and kill my wife, your queen, in her weak state?
(Is the king blind as well? Can’t he see that I am the one being beaten badly and almost killed by his so-called wife? The queen has no single injury while I am almost killed and he still chooses to believe her.) What did she do to him for him to be able to believe her like this? I’m in this state and he’s still asking me this.
I could not speak. I got it now why that bitch of a queen chose to destroy my face. She wanted me to suffer without being able to defend myself. She wanted me to die miserably. She wanted my life.
“Snow, has the cat got your tongue? You choose not to speak, right? Did I not warn you not to piss off my queen? Despite my warning, you still dared to attack and want to kill her. I guess you refuse to heed my instructions and still attempt to assassinate her. Then don’t blame me for being a cruel king. Don’t blame me for killing you and ripping off your family members as well. I shall spare no one from your family in case anyone wants to find trouble with my queen for killing you,” the king announced before breaking off Snow’s neck.
“Guards,” he called. “Burn her carcass. My Queen, I will be right back. I need to wipe off Snow’s remaining family members.”