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The Woman I Never Knew

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Because if they think this ends with me broken—think cuffs make me powerless—

Then every single one of them is already dead. They just don’t know it yet.

“Take her back to the cage. Not her chambers.”

My father doesn’t even look at me as he lifts his hand. A few Alphas laugh openly—men who would beg at my feet in another world.

“Lock her down until her wedding day,” he continues coldly. “Increase security. If she so much as dreams of escaping, every guard on duty will lose his head. Along with
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  • The Alpha King is a Woman    All Hail the Alpha King

    When the heavy doors finally swing shut behind him, the silence is deafening. I finally look at my mother.She says nothing and just simply crosses the space between us in a few quick steps and wraps her arms around me, pulling me into a hug so tight it almost hurts.For a second I'm too stunned to move. My body stiffens, then I recover and hold her back just as tightly. I bury my face in her shoulder, breathing in that faint, familiar scent of lavender and sorrow. "I've missed you so much," I whisper into her dress. Her arms tighten around me. "I've missed you more, Ravelle," she whispers back, her voice breaking. "Oh, so much more."I pull back slightly, just enough to see her face. She cups my face with both hands, her thumbs stroking my cheeks. "You did it," she breathes, tears slipping down her own cheeks. "You did what no one believed you could do. You became King, Ravelle. King."I smile faintly. "You finally said it."She laughs through her tears, a watery, beautiful sound. "

  • The Alpha King is a Woman    A Fate Worse Than Death

    His fingers tighten around the armrests, the only part of him that seems to still work. "You remember, don't you?" I don't wait for an answer. "Every time my powers appeared, you called them dangerous. You told me my strength was unnatural. My voice grows colder, each word a shard of ice." You told me it would make me arrogant. You told me a woman with too much power would bring disaster to her pack." I laugh quietly. "And when words didn't work, you started looking for something that could."His eyes drop, unable to meet mine."The cuff." I say the word slowly, savoring the taste of it. "The cursed magical cuff you had created for me." I remember it too clearly, the cold weight of it around my neck. "You had it secretly designed to suppress my wolf and weaken my powers and then you put it on me the moment you thought I became too difficult to control."My fingers curl at my sides, nails biting into my palms. "Do you remember what you told me the first time you put it on?"My father

  • The Alpha King is a Woman    The Woman They Should Have Feared

    Several elders exchange uneasy looks. My father rises from the throne, his tall frame looming. "You will leave this chamber before I have you stripped and flogged in front of everyone.""Oh, Father, I'm glad to see you haven't changed," I say, my voice sweet as poison. "This makes my job easier.""Princess or not, you will answer for your actions, Ravelle." He snaps, then his glare cuts past me to Kei. "And you, Alpha Kei. You will stay and explain yourself."A few men murmur in agreement. My father looks at Kei's neck, then at mine. "I don't see your mark on her neck nor the magical cuff I gifted." His gaze sharpens. "Don't tell me you failed to tame this bitch despite my warnings to you."Kei remains calm and it's a counterpoint to the my father's rage. "With all due respect, Your Majesty, my mate isn't a bitch."The entire room goes quiet. My father's mouth falls slightly open."And she was never someone who needed to be tamed.""You dare—""I do." Kei cuts in him off smoothly. "Yo

  • The Alpha King is a Woman    No Longer the Princess

    The guards at the palace gates see us approaching. Their spines snap straight, their hands tightening on the shafts of their spears until their knuckles turn white. Their eyes land on Kei first, and they bow their heads, a gesture of grudging respect for the Alpha. Then their gazes shift to me."Welcome back, Princess," one of them says, his voice flat and formal.I stop dead.'Princess.'The word hangs in the air between us, a title from a life I've already buried. It's a cage, a reminder of everything I fought to escape. I look from the guard's face to the enormous gates behind him. Nothing has changed. Not really. They still see me as my father's daughter, an afterthought to the throne.A smirk spreads across my lips as I let my power unfurl from deep within my chest. It doesn't explode, it pours out of me in a heavy wave of pressure that rolls across the stone courtyard. The air grows heavy, thick with the undeniable force of my authority.The guards barely have time to register

  • The Alpha King is a Woman    Return of the Unbroken King

    The carriage rocks gently beneath me, its steady rhythm soothing. Outside my window, the world blurs into green and brown.Across from me, Kei is silent. He hasn't tried to fill the quiet with pointless words and force conversations, and I appreciate that more than I want to admit. Still, I feel his gaze on my skin every few minutes. I ignore it, staring harder at the passing trees, pretending I don't notice.The journey to the palace is long, and after the first few hours, even I have to admit the carriage was a better idea than travelling by wolf or using my powers. When Kei suggested it, I almost argued out of habit. Then I saw the look in his eyes. It wasn't pity. It wasn't him trying to control me. He wasn't looking at my face. He was looking at my stomach. And in his gaze, there was a knowing I couldn't deny that told me he wasn't guessing about how exhausting the journey could become.He'd been in my body. He knew the bone-deep weariness that came with this child, and that kno

  • The Alpha King is a Woman    A Night of Weakness

    I reach between us, my fingers closing around the thick, hot length of him, and let that be my answer. He hisses, his entire body going rigid as I stroke him from base to tip, my thumb smearing the bead of moisture gathered there. "Please," he groans, his hips rocking into my hand in a helpless, desperate motion. "Let me inside you."I guide him to my entrance, the blunt head of him nudging against my slick folds. He doesn't thrust or push. He just waits, his entire body trembling with the effort of holding back, giving me the final say.The power of it is intoxicating.I lift my hips in silent invitation and he sinks into me in one slow, agonizingly deep stroke. A guttural moan tears from my throat as he fills me, stretching me, completing me in a way that feels both brand new and as familiar as my own name. He's not just inside my body; he's in my soul, a missing piece clicking back into place. He buries his face in the crook of my neck, his breath hot and ragged against my skin."

  • The Alpha King is a Woman    The Night I Kissed a Monster

    I pull out the omega uniform from under my bed—plain brown cloth, shapeless, loose, ugly, and absolutely perfect for hiding the red dress beneath it. No one looks twice at omegas. Not in a palace that employs hundreds.I braid my hair up, tuck it beneath a dull omega scarf, then close my eyes to co

  • The Alpha King is a Woman    The Princess in the Red Dress

    The Lunar Virtue Conclave is unbearable even before the gossip begins—or the class itself.The hall hums the way it always does: too many voices layered on top of one another, laughter sharpened with envy, silk skirts whispering across polished stone floors.I sit near the back, posture perfect, ex

  • The Alpha King is a Woman    The Day I Made a Man Crawl

    Revulsion claws up my throat the moment I see him.Of all the men in this cursed kingdom, he is the one who walks like the world should kneel simply because he was born male. Always lingering too close, always wearing that smirk I’ve been tempted far too many times to wipe clean off his face. He ac

  • The Alpha King is a Woman    Not the Son They Wanted

    The throne room smells like power and old lies.Stone walls rise high and cold, carved with victories that were never won by women. The air hums with deep male voices—officials, elders, and war strategists—gathered for the morning assembly. My father sits on the obsidian throne at the far end, crow

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