Dear Readers, Thank you all for supporting me and my first book Rise of the Alpha Queen. It has been a thrilling ride and I can't believe that I have reached the end of my first book! I love reading the reviews readers have left me about my book, even the ones that are less than positive. I take them in stride and try to be better for future books. So please continue to let me know what your thoughts are on the story. I will be spending the next month going back through and editing my chapters, something I didn't have as much time as I would have liked while writing with a deadline these past few months, and then I will start on book 2. I hope to have book 2 started by the end of September or begining of October. Thank you again for all of your support! I hope you have all enjoyed watching Jamari move into her role as the Alpha Queen. Heidi Monath :) **UPDATE** Book 2: Alpha Queen's Reluctant Mate is now available! Hope you all enjoy as we dive more into the Fae Realm.
Samara POV ‘They’re closing in on us Mara.’ Samara Smith took a moment to glance behind her at the five wolves gaining on her before she responded to her wolf. ‘I’m going as fast as I can Rieka. We just need to make it around that ridge up ahead and then we will be on sacred ground and safe from attack by those wolves.’ Samara wasn’t too worried about the wolves chasing her through the dense forest. They would not be able to catch up to her before she made it to the old Church. Samara possessed the power of the wolf queen running through her veins and was confident that she could out run those giving chase. She knew those wolves behind her were no match for the speed and power she possessed thanks to her wolf Rieka. What worried Samara was the yet to be revealed leader of the wolves currently chasing her in the night. How did they find out about Jamari? She worried to herself. No matter what, she could not let them get to her sister. Jamari must be protected at all costs. If the
Jamari’s POV It has been one week since the disappearance of my twin sister Samara and I was getting desperate for answers. “You’re sure this will work?” I ask the shop owner skepitcally. “Oh yes Miss. Just follow the directions exactly as they wrote it and you will be able to contact anyone you are searching for whether it be in this life or the next.” She says to me encouragingly. I was still skeptical of the incantation but I needed to find answers on my sister's disappearance and the police and my pack were hitting dead ends at every turn they took. Forcing a smile I thank the shop owner and tell her I will take the incantation and all of the supplies that I will need for the spell. After another thirty minutes of the shop owner and I wandering around the shop gathering the items I would need to do the spell I was finally ready to leave the shop and head home. “Thank you for your help today.” I told the shop owner, while walking
Jamari’s POV As I sit in the middle of the circle that I drew in the middle of my tiny living room, I look around, waiting for something to happen. I wasn’t sure exactly what was supposed to happen when I summoned my sister, but I am pretty sure that SOMETHING is supposed to happen. Glancing down, I re-read the instructions written on the scroll that I hold. “SHIT!!”, I said out loud. I drew the damn circle wrong which explains why the summoning spell didn’t work. I glance around my small living room uneasy about what I might have accidentally done instead of summoning my sister. When after another couple minutes nothing bad happened I grabbed my bowl of lambs blood and added the last part to my circle that I had previously forgotten. Before moving on, I inspected my circle to ensure that no other parts were wrong or missing. I didn’t want to accidentally summon a demon and sell my soul to him by doing this spell wrong. That wo
Levi’s POV I stand there watching the wolfless werewolf slowly inspect every inch of my face. I could see from her expression that she liked what she saw. This caused me to smirk at her and raise an eyebrow in question. When the woman blushed, I felt a twitch in my little buddy downstairs which caused me to take a closer look at her in interest. She was a scrawny thing from what I could see under her baggy t-shirt and sweats. I couldn’t see much of her boobs, but I believe them to be a handful size maybe. Why does this woman dress so frumpy!? She looks to barely be old enough to drink and yet she dresses like an old maid. I frown at the thought. I watch as the woman casts her eyes downward when she sees my frown. Does she think that I don't like what I see? I mean, I am not a fan of her clothing choices, and I am not sure what body type was hidden behind the frump, but she had a beautiful face. The freckles that I could see scattered across her n
Jamari’s POV What is wrong with me? Drooling over a demon that may very well be here to take my soul. I look into the man’s beautiful galaxy eyes and wonder if giving my soul to this man would really be all that bad. He is absolutely gorgeous, I sigh dreamily. I glance back over at the woman with the beautiful cocoa skin, that she showed a lot of, and think again about their relationship. A stab of jealousy courses through me when I think about them being a couple, even though they already denied it. What is she to him if not a lover? Shaking myself from my thoughts I wonder if I should tell the pair what I had learned from my sister. My intuition was telling me I could trust them, but still I hesitate. They were both demons afterall, and Samara told me it was the Demon King who attacked and killed her. I sat there quitely weighing the pros and cons of telling them about their King and was grateful that they gave me the quiet I needed to think. After a few moments I decided to fi
Jamari’s POV I stand rooted to my spot, staring at the man that my sister accused of murdering her. He denies being the one to kill Samara, and strangely I believe him. What is it about him that causes me to have total faith in him when we’ve only just met? I watch him as he paced around my tiny living room, running his fingers through his hair. How I longed to go to him and ease his anxiety, but I can’t do anything until I found out exactly what he meant when he said You. I glance again at the woman standing in my dining room with her arms crossed below her breasts and a thoughtful look on her face. “Who are you?” I find myself asking out loud. The woman glances over at me in surprise. I feel Levi’s eyes burning into me from the side but I don't dare to look his way just yet. The woman glances over at Levi before responding. “I am Ruth, Levi’s second in command and sometimes babysitter.” She replies, rolling her eyes at her King. I frown at her response. If his second in comma
Jamari’s POV It has been one week since Levi and Ruth appeared in my living room and I miss him. How dare he kiss me senseless like that with the promise of more, just for him to disappear for a week!? My Demon King really is a cocky bastard. I didn’t realize I was pouting until I heard my mother’s voice break through my thoughts. “Don’t pout Jamari. It’s not ladylike.” I roll my eyes at my mother’s scolding and hear her huff in annoyance. Sighing, I turn to my mother. “Sorry mom. I have a lot on my mind.” Her eyes soften as she walks over to me, enveloping me in a comforting hug. “We all have a lot on our minds Jamari. Until your sister is back home safely I don’t think anyone in the pack will be able to rest easily.” I gulp down my sadness and look at my mother’s tearfilled eyes. I should tell her about the spell I performed and that Samara is not coming home, but I can’t bring myself to it. The pack says they