Queen of the Rebel Pack
When Natasha, a young werewolf princess experiences her father’s dethronement following a coup by a supposed love interest, she is forced to live in the common world.
Her paths cross with that of a budding young warrior, Raul with great destiny to lead the rebels against the corrupt leadership
Their alliance turns romantic and a formidable force is created, evolving Natasha from the once weak, pitiful princess to a stronger and determined warrior under his tutelage,
A one-night stand between them leads to a secret pregnancy and now, she has to decide which is more important; her mission to reclaim her father’s position or helping him achieve his?
Natasha is torn into more dilemmas when her heart falls for another amidst the chaos.
What happens when the man responsible for her father’s downfall offers her a return home? A home for her unborn children?
Does she take the chance, and live as royalty again, or is she destined to live among the rebels?
Where does her new love interest lead?
Is it a crime to be emotionally tied to three men, but unable to choose any?
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Chapter: Chapter FourRaul POV I sat down watching Natasha do the laundry by the riverside, enjoying the beautiful hums of her voice. Something rustled in the bush nearby, forcing my senses to go on alert. I turned around to see if I would find anything or see anyone, but there was nothing worth checking out. I wondered why I worried, though. No one came to this side of the woods. I heard another rustle, and this time, Natasha heard it too. With my senses heightened, i tried to listen closely, but I there was still nothing to hear. It seemed as though something was playing games with me, yet everything stayed still. I shrugged my shoulders when Natasha used her eyes to ask me the obvious question. Her beauty shone under the sunlight, and when she turned to continue her work, my heart trickled. The constant echoes of the rustling leaves lured me, and I stood up. “I’ll be back. I have to check on something,” I strode off, not waiting for a response from her, to the front side of our makeshift dwellin
Last Updated: 2025-01-16
Chapter: Chapter ThreeNatasha POV“Control it, Natasha. Focus on your senses. Channel the anger, and rage you feel into your transformation,” I could hear Raul’s deep voice direct me. I was in my subconscious, trying to shift into my wolf form. We have been practicing this for days now. It wasn’t the easiest of tasks, seeing as I could only let out barks, rather than howls, and my claws barely popped. I tried to follow his instructions, focusing my inner energies as he usually would tell me. Nothing. It wasn’t working. How do I tell him he’s been wasting his time here? Better now than later, still. “It’s not working, Raul,” I pronounced and snapped out of the mid-transformation phase I had tried to enter. His face held some strains of disappointment following my failure, but he soon brightened up to welcome me back. "It's alright. We don't always get it right at the start.""Was that meant to comfort me?" I asked, fully aware of what he was doing. "Well.." He said, tugging me slightly by the should
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Chapter: Chapter TwoRaul POV“How much for this?” A woman behind me asked the price of an item. “You know how much it is.” The merchant responded back. “Are you sure you want to sell your wares?” Her voice retorted back. “Are you sure you want to buy my wares?” he played along.I shook my head absent-mindedly when I turned to see who it was. I knew the merchant. He was famous for his indifference when it came to his trade. People seemed to believe that his off-handed air was an indication that his goods were trustworthy. No one else would have such boastful confidence. But I knew. I’d tried some of his merchandise before. It was a horrible experience. I looked up at the sky and the quickly-rising sun. It was barely dawn and already, the market was already filled with people. “Well,” someone slapped me on the back and slung an arm around me. “If it isn’t Raul the Wrong.” A whiff of the earthy combination of powdered bark and a concoction of what was the unmistakable smell of
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Chapter: Chapter OneNatasha’s POV“Bow to your new king!” The arrogance in Zev got even more pronounced as he ordered the second time, sitting on my father’s seat.The throne room was a big hall filled with elders and chiefs, their heads touching the ground. They paid respect to the arrogant man who sat on a stolen throne. But my father and I refused to bow. We stood, head up with courage, only that the chains didn’t let my Father raise his head as high as mine.“So, you don’t want to acknowledge that I am the leader now. You think you still stand a chance?” Zev yelled. He stood up, spread his hands open, and started laughing. “This weakling thinks he still has a chance to be some King again.” He mocked him.Years welled up in my eyes and anger hid behind my straight face. I couldn’t bear to watch the ridicule that my father endured. He stood without uttering a single word to defend himself.I tried to push out my claws; I would have found the strength to fight for my land, but my shy claws stayed in, as
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