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Author: Ree Babe
last update publish date: 2026-09-04 00:48:03

"Five hundred million pack credits for a single raw moonlight gem?!"

"Is the secondary auction suite on the high balcony even supposed to be occupied today? Ironwood Keep sealed those floor locks three hours ago!"

"Who throws half a billion credits into a Charity Drive drive like it's pocket lint? Who the hell is sitting in that box?!"

The breathless, hysterical chatter swept through the main hall of the Frostmoon Grand Auction House like a sudden gale. Female lycans dressed in evening silks cr
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  • Dying as a Human: Rising of the Alpha Queen   17

    "Drop the helpless act, Mallory Callahan, because every wolf in the Blackthorn Grand Hall sees right through your fake tears," I state, my voice echoing with crisp authority across the silent floor.Mallory stands shivering near the entrance of the Winter Rose Room, her knuckles pale as she wipes away her pathetic crocodile tears. The sharp, mocking whispers of the gathered pack leaders ripple through the room like a cold winter wind. Nobody is buying her sweet, innocent front anymore. Every lie she fed to Grayson Mercer has blown up right in her face, exposing her as a scheming human leech who tried to bleed my bloodline dry.Grayson stands beside her, his face completely bloodless while dark red liquid continues to drip down his neck from his cracked forehead. He tries to glare at me from on high, trying to summon his usual arrogant Alpha-line pride, but there is no warmth left in the eyes of the crowd. He looks like a total fool who let a manipulative human string him along by the

  • Dying as a Human: Rising of the Alpha Queen   16

    "Look at him," a female wolf near the front table whispers, her voice cutting through the heavy silence of the Blackthorn Grand Hall. "Grayson Mercer stands there like a stone pillar, and his expression says every filthy truth. Harper loved him with her whole heart, yet he treated her like garbage on the side of the road."A ripple of angry mutters breaks across the crowd. Several male wolves look toward my face, their eyes filled with sudden pity and protective heat."Is Grayson completely blind?" another pack elder growls, slamming his wine glass onto the mahogany table. "Harper Calloway is a trueborn wolf of pure bloodline. She stood by him for years, and he never gave her a single token of affection? Not even a basic spirit-stone for her birthday!""He gave everything to that human stray, Mallory Callahan!" a young female wolf sneers, glaring at Grayson. "He lavishes gifts on another female, but forbids his own betrothed from holding a moonstone given by someone else. It makes me

  • Dying as a Human: Rising of the Alpha Queen   15

    "You are looking at a female who owes you absolutely nothing, Lorraine Mercer," I say, my voice ringing out like a war horn across the quieted Blackthorn Grand Hall.Lorraine Mercer’s sharp, painted face turns an ugly, mottled gray as she gapes at me. The sheer disappointment of watching a massive twenty-percent share of the Calloway Pack territory slip through her greedy fingers is far worse than any physical wound. She thought she could starve me into submission, throw me out into the cold, and then force me back onto my knees with a fake apology.Now, standing here under the heavy crystal chandeliers in a plush dress that accentuates my plus-sized curves, wearing an ancient moonstone worth half a billion credits, I am completely out of her reach.Lorraine turns a venomous glare toward Mallory Callahan, who is still cowering near the stairs with her mother, Tessa. "Look at what your daughter has done! Dominic was completely manipulated by her vicious, sneaky little lies! This human

  • Dying as a Human: Rising of the Alpha Queen   14

    "Shut your mouth!" I snarl, my voice booming across the silence of the Blackthorn Grand Hall, carrying the raw, heavy resonance of a trueborn wolf.Tessa Calloway, who had just rushed down the stairs after helping Mallory Callahan, shrinks back instantly. The seeping, bone-chilling hostility dripping from my eyes hits her like a physical blow. Her pale lips tremble, her words dying right in her throat before she can utter another sound against me.I don't waste another second on her. My gaze sweeps across the room, locking onto Mallory. She stands a few feet away, her posture fragile, her eyes wide with a manufactured, tearful panic that completely hides the bitter satisfaction burning beneath her skin.I turn my head toward the main dais, where the elders sit. "Victor Mercer, I stepped into your territory tonight out of respect for the Bloodfang Assembly. But respect does not mean I will stand here like a silent stray and let Grayson Mercer drag my name through the dirt!"The sharp,

  • Dying as a Human: Rising of the Alpha Queen   13

    "You look like you're carrying the weight of a shattered pack, Harper," Asher Whitmore says, his voice a deep, gravelly rasp that vibrates straight into my spine as his heavy, warm palm locks firmly around my waist.His dark Alpha scent—rain-soaked pine, raw leather, and pure uncut dominance—floods my head. I freeze. My claws automatically push out from my nail beds, my heavy, plus-sized body shifting instantly into a combat stance. Every instinct in my wolf screams at the sheer danger radiating off the male holding me.I don't turn around. I just grab his wrist with my thick, calloused fingers, digging my blunt claws into his skin. "How did you get into the Mercer Private Courtyard, Asher?"His long, broad fingers brush gently over my cheekbone, tracing the faint shadow under my eye. He ignores my question completely. His dark eyes lock onto mine, devoid of any playfulness. "Are you sad, little wolf?"I know what he thinks. He thinks I'm standing out here in the cold night air weepin

  • Dying as a Human: Rising of the Alpha Queen   12

    "I don't understand what you mean, Camden," Mallory Callahan whimpers, her lower lip trembling as clear tears pool in her pale human eyes. Her face is dead white against the harsh lights of the Blackthorn Grand Hall.Camden Whitaker gives her a cold, sneering look from over the rim of his glass. "It doesn't matter if your human brain gets it or not. The surveillance crystal sees everything."Mallory raises her head stiffly. High above the marble floor, the massive projection screen magnifies the hall's security feed. The angle is sharp, locked precisely on the moment she lunged forward. Her hand is clawed, her fingers reaching straight for my throat, and her face—devoid of its usual innocent sweetness—is twisted into a grim, venomous sneer visible to every wolf in the room."Look at her," a female wolf from a neighboring territory whispers, her voice carrying over the quieted crowd. "I really thought Mallory was soft and gentle. That sinister look in her eyes gave my wolf chills.""I

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