Chapter 92. Kidnapped Heir

~Lillian's Pov~

With the dust settling, I have emerged as the widely accepted heir to the throne in the entire werewolf country, and what I was waiting for was my coronation to become the Queen and ruler of the packs.

I felt a pang of longing for my father, and I wanted to tell him everything that had happened, I just wanted someone to talk to and comfort me, and that was when my father came to mind.

I went to my wardrobe and took out my coat because it was getting late and the weather was a bit cold. I wore them over the turtle neck sleeve I wore, black leggings, and my flat shoes.

I went to his grave alone.

"Father, it's me, Lillian. Your daughter..." I laughed at myself. "You know it's me right, I think I should be doing this often, paying you a visit."

I sat close to his tomb and scolded myself for not coming with a flower. How could I forget about that?

"I should be happy right? Everything has com