First Female Alpha

Aria’s POVBeing the daughter of Alpha Lysander of the Silver Moon Pack should’ve been an honor. Should’ve. Instead, it’s a never-ending cycle of punishment, lectures, and my mother sighing like she regrets ever giving birth to me.And to be honest? I get it.I’m reckless, stubborn, and apparently ‘unfit for a lady of noble blood.’ At least, that’s what my father says every time I get into trouble, which, to be fair, is often.Like today, for example.“Aria!” My mother’s voice echoes through the halls. “What did you do this time?”I groan and roll over in bed, stuffing a pillow over my head. “Mother, why do you always assume I did something?”There’s a pause. Then, in a very dry tone, she says, “Experience.”Okay, fair point.Before I can defend myself, my bedroom door swings open. My mother, the Luna, walks in, her long hair pulled into a regal braid, her piercing eyes scanning me like a disappointed queen.She crosses her arms. “Well?”I sit up and blink at her. “Could you be more s

Aria’s POVEven though I left proudly, I was fuming with anger inside.Those stubborn, old-fashioned, narrow-minded idiots! They laughed at me, laughed like I was some kind of joke.I’m still muttering insults under my breath when I hear soft footsteps behind me.It was my Mother.She falls into step beside me, walking at a much calmer pace, completely unfazed by my dramatic exit. Her expression is unreadable, but the moment we turn a corner and step into an empty hallway, she grabs my wrist and yanks me to a stop.“What the hell was that?” she hisses.I blink at her. “What?”She glares. “You just challenged the entire Council to their faces.”I cross my arms. “Yeah, and? You saw how they reacted. If I don’t make them take me seriously, they never will.”She sighs heavily, rubbing her temples like she’s suddenly developed the world’s worst migraine. “Aria, listen to me carefully. There are rules…”“Screw the rules,” I snapped. “They’re outdated, sexist, and complete bullshit.”She ey

Aria povImmediately my Mom left, my stomach growled. Loudly.Right. Food first, then my room.I awkwardly grabbed a tray and joined the food line, hoping no one would notice me. I had just reached for a bread roll when a voice behind me drawled,“Did you get lost, pup?”I turned slowly, already regretting my life choices.A guy with shaggy blond hair and a cocky smirk leaned lazily against the counter. His muscles were borderline ridiculous, like someone had pumped him full of steroids before birth. He was flanked by two other wolves who looked equally amused.I forced a casual smile. “Nope. Just admiring the food selection.”Blondie raised an eyebrow. “Right. Because nothing says ‘future Alpha’ like staring at a bread roll for five minutes.”His friends chuckled.I resisted the urge to throw the roll at his face. “I like to appreciate the finer things in life.”Blondie smirked. “Well, don’t take too long, pup. Wouldn’t want the big bad wolves to eat you alive.”I rolled my eyes and

Aria POVI was halfway through my breakfast when the horn blew, it was deep and loud. Enough to make the whole dining hall fall silent, plates clattering to the floor. My stomach twisted, and I froze mid-bite. A booming voice echoed across the hall, authoritative enough to make even the bravest wolf flinch.“Attention, heirs! The next trial begins immediately. You will enter the Labyrinth of Shadows, a magical maze that tests your courage, cunning, and strength. Beware, for it feeds on your deepest fears. Only the strongest will survive!”The words landed like stones in my chest. Labyrinth of Shadows, well I’d heard stories. This trial wasn’t just dangerous, it was legendary for exposing weakness. And if it could prey on fear… I had a lot of fears.I shoved my tray into the nearest bin and bolted out, ignoring the curious looks of my classmates. Caspian was already leaning casually against a pillar, arms crossed, smirk in place. “You’re late,” he drawled, tilting his head.“I was… f

Caspian povI barely had time to dress up for the new day when the announcement echoed through the Academy. The heirs shuffled together, their tired eyes flicking in every direction. They were trying to pretend they weren’t exhausted, but I could smell the fatigue clinging to them. I didn’t bother hiding my own readiness; my shoulders relaxed, but my senses stayed alert.The Blood Oath, Headmaster Damaris said, would begin in the central hall. Everyone was to assemble immediately. I followed the others, moving silently through the corridors, noting every twitch of hesitation, every furtive glance. Ari had been on my mind since the training night, he was walking a little behind the pack. He kept his head low, eyes scanning the floor, with tense shoulders. Something about him was off, something that made him stand out without screaming for attention.I didn’t have to guess. Lander had started rumors, and whispers clung to Ari like shadows. I noticed the way a few heirs angled toward h