Introduction

 My father is King Ezekiel Lennox, the only ruler of the human race, and my mother was Joyce, daughter of Alpha Roman of the now-extinct Midnight Clan; I am half-human and half-wolf, but the wolf gene never developed in me. Therefore, I was only human; my older brother Ulysses was the one who had the wolf gene set; he would be the next King; he was the pride of my father.

  Humans and werewolves have lived in harmony for many years, both in the human kingdom and in the Clans; this is thanks to the alliance between my father and the Alpha King Omar Black. Still, the years do not pass in vain, and my father is no longer that proud and fearsome man he was before.

 Everything changed when my older brother Ulises and my mother were killed, some werewolves that we call exiles (without pack or rogues) got into the castle at night, my mother died when facing them, she was a great warrior, she taught me to fight and to use the bow.

 And my brother died trying to defend me; I was 12 years old when that tragedy happened; he was the next in line to my father's throne, with only 18 years, he lost his life that day.

 But the men of the royal houses, Dukes, Counts, Princes, and even the Alphas realized that now my future husband would have the throne secured and become the next absolute King.

 However, they did not count on the fact that I am not a damsel in distress waiting for her Prince Charming, I do not intend to marry just anyone, and I am not even interested in the idea; I prefer to be the queen and rule alone, I do not need a man who is ordering me in my ear.

 After that night, I swore that I would never need anyone to defend me; I would grow up to be a strong and independent woman. For 8 long years, I dedicated myself to that promise I made to myself when I lost my brother.

 There was only one problem, the Alpha King Omar Black, my father and he were old friends, they knew each other very well, the Alpha fell ill, and a few days later he died leaving his son Magnus Black as Alpha King at only 18 years old, he is 6 years older than me, I don't remember him very well, he and my brother were great friends, but when Magnus died, he moved away from us, and I never saw him again. 

 He became a respected being but reckless; he was practically a barbarian; they say he has a harem of women in his clan, waiting to satisfy him.

 So many years have passed, I no longer remember his face and 8 years can change anyone, but one of my friends who was present before him, says he is extremely attractive, his black hair and gray eyes, with a penetrating gaze, she told me that when he approached her, his aura was shocking.

 I think they exaggerate, but that doesn't matter to me because he is a brute, and as such, I don't care in the least.

 I am a brave and strong warrior; everyone knows it in my kingdom, everyone knows it, I know how to fight with the sword, and no one can beat me with the bow. My beauty is unmatched, and that is why all the nobles and alphas throw themselves on me. Still, I am not an easy woman, and no man can tame me.