Novels by QueenGlam

I pushed open the door to my apartment, looking down at my phone screen as I read the message Layla had sent me. {Diana, I won't be home tonight. I've decided to spend some time with Mark. His hangover has gotten extreme.}I walked into the room, dropping the keys on the table before taking a seat as I typed back to Layla. After sending the message, I dropped the phone on the table, letting out a deep sigh as loneliness seeped in. Layla had been the one keeping this apartment lively with her cool gists, but now she was off to be with her mate, leaving me to sink in the despair that I had finally found mine, and yet, I didn’t know who he was.I brushed my hand through my hair before packing it up in a messy bun, my mind drifting back to when I thought it was Alpha Warren. A cold chill ran down my spine, but it immediately came with a sharp pain that clenched my heart. I held onto my chest.What was happening to me? Why did I feel this sudden pain?I laid on the couch like that for a wh

{Warren's POV}I leaned against the couch, staring out the window as I flipped through the documents before me. A knock on the door pulled my attention away from the papers. I dropped them back on the table, looking toward the direction of the door."You can come in," I said, raising my voice slightly.The door creaked open, and Jane walked in."Alpha," she said with a bow of her head before looking up. "The lady from the night is here. She's brought your shirt and requested to see you.""Okay, let her in," I told Jane, and she immediately turned to open the door wider. I glanced once more at the documents on the table before closing the file and stacking them neatly. When I looked up again, I saw a girl standing next to Jane.Her green eyes pierced into mine, but she didn't look away. She had such courage, and I could smell her sweet scent from where I sat. I quickly assessed her features, long blonde hair and perfectly curvy hips."Come forward," I said, sitting up straighter. "Jane,

The Moonlight Pack is truly the biggest I’d ever seen since Layla and I moved to the eastern part of Norway. The pack seemed alive, bustling with energy, shops lining the streets and pups playing joyfully around the village.My eyes lit up at the lively scene, and a soft smile crept onto my face as I watched two girls using sticks as swords to play. The sight reminded me of my childhood with Layla. She wasn’t just my stepsister; she was the best one anyone could ask for. Unlike the other mean and rude ones back in our pack, Layla was energetic and bold, always calling herself “The Lurking Wolf.”“You seem captivated by the sight,” Warren’s deep voice interrupted my thoughts, pulling me back to reality.I turned my gaze from the pups and focused on the road ahead. “Yes, it reminds me of my childhood,” I said, glancing at him. His eyes glittered with an intensity that made my stomach tighten. The way he looked at me made me feel oddly comfortable, yet warm.“I never knew a lone wolf cou

{Warren's Pov}The pounding in my head was relentless, making it hard to stay upright as I made my way into the office. I had no idea why I’d drunk so much the night before. All I’d wanted was to honor my cousin’s invitation for once after turning her down so many times. But instead, I’d found myself bored, lonely, and aching for a connection that wasn’t there, a painful reminder that I still hadn’t found my mate.The throbbing in my skull intensified as I moved further into the room. I sank into my chair, my body heavy with exhaustion. Resting my hands on the desk, I took a deep breath, trying to calm the chaos in my mind. The news about my company, about it falling apart because of some conspiracy, had forced me out of bed despite the pain. I sank into my chair, letting my hand rest on the cool surface of the desk as I attempted to steady my thoughts. My headache pulsed faintly, but I pushed the discomfort aside. Glancing up, I waited for the day’s report to begin. That’s when my e

My eyes snapped open to a banging headache as I sat up in bed, clutching my throbbing head. The unfamiliar room around me made the pain in my scalp even more unsettling as fragments of memories from the previous night flooded my mind.I remembered agreeing to attend a party with Layla and reluctantly accepting her offer to drink. After her relentless talk about me finding my mate, I had given in, seeking an escape. Now, the stinging sensation at the base of my neck made it clear that the night had taken a turn I hadn’t anticipated.What the hell happened?I pressed my palm against my forehead, trying to suppress the pounding pain, massaging my temples softly. Dragging myself out of the bed, my feet touched the cold tiled floor, sending shivers through my body. I was about to leave the room when my eyes caught my reflection in a full-length mirror near a large, polished brown closet. I stopped, staring at myself in disbelief. I was wearing a black shirt that barely reached my upper t

“I doubt that,” I said, feeling the warmth of the alcohol bloom in my chest. “If I was meant to meet my mate, it would’ve happened last year when I turned eighteen.”“Don’t say that,” Layla chided gently. “Only the Moon Goddess knows why you haven’t met him yet.” She glanced at my empty cup and tilted the bottle toward me. “Want more?”I hesitated, then gave a slight nod. Maybe a little more would help drown the loneliness creeping into my heart. Layla poured into both our cups, lifting hers for a toast.“To my sister, finding her mate tonight!” she declared dramatically.I laughed, the sound slurred but genuine, and clinked my cup against hers. “To finding him,” I mumbled, we sat together, drinking and chatting, until the alcohol took full effect.I blinked slowly and pressed my palm against my temple. “Shit, Layla, you finally got me drunk,” I slurred, giggling despite myself.She laughed and leaned her head on my shoulder, her voice a soft hum. “I’m sorry, Diana, but you needed thi