The Alpha Queen's Mysterious Mate

Elara The fragrance of the herbs, raspberries trees, oak trees, and many more different species of plants and trees soothed me, it calmed me the way nothing or nobody could.  The orange and pink hues flattered the bluish-white sky making the twilight more beautiful than generally.  My eyes fell on the ground, oh, I forgot to mention that I, Elara Alinsky, the princess of the Alpha King of the Crimson Moon pack, was laying on a strawberry tree whilst plucking the fruit and shoving it into my mouth.  "I knew it, you would be here," his comical voice rang out and I rolled my eyes before plucking one last strawberry.  "And I knew

Elara  Ezra growled loudly, it must be painful because his wolf's yellow eyes flickered, his skin changing into the black furs. He was trying to appall me, perhaps he knew that I couldn't shift.    'If I wouldn't have vowed to shift when I found our mate, I would have killed him.' Liv sneered in the back of my mind, showing her rage for Ezra's touch.    'What the heck! Didn't you smell our mate and led me here?' I scowled at her stupid act.    She hopped causing her furry tail to squirm. 'He was here a second ago, I can still smell him behind that apple tree. This sh-t isn't our mate.'    'Is he playing hide and seek with us? If so,

Elara “There is no way we’re letting you fight in a duel. We’ll fight for you, with you, and if the Moon Goddess wants to demolish our pack, we’ll die with you but at any cost, we’re not letting you challenge Ralph for an Alpha duel,” Gamma Harold’s deep baritone voice assured rest of the folks who were present in the room, planning for tomorrow’s war. Ralph and everyone else left the party when my father declared the battle. Fear would be an understatement for what I felt at that time. I was the reason for this war and I couldn't withstand the guilt for bringing misfortune to my pack. Though we were the strongest pack and my father was an Alpha King, war was something I despised the most. War wasn't between just two Alphas, it was between two packs and many warriors would martyr in a war. I didn't fancy the idea of the deaths of hundreds of werewolves just for someone's greed for sovereignty. My dad always combated following the rules and won all the battles with his vitality but

ElaraLucy and I went to all the pack members’ houses and gathered all the women and children in the hall of our mansion. If I would have known that my eighteenth birthday would turn out this way, I would never have dressed up like a doll. At least, casual attire wouldn’t have bothered me in walking and running in this calamity. “Honey, go and get changed,” my mom suggested, her eyes twinkling with pity. “I had thought of a different scenario on your eighteenth birthday," she muttered with a sad smile on her face and cupped my cheeks before looking away from my eyes. "You would find your mate and will become the Alpha Queen but nothing went like that,” she paused and held my hands in hers and stroked the back of my hands gently. “I’m sorry, my sweetheart.”I couldn’t condone seeing the tears in her beautiful hazel eyes, my fists clenched firmly as I restrained my anger. The urge to find that bastard Ezra and his father and shred their limbs got triggered when I felt her tears on the

Elara“I’m sorry, dad,” I mumbled and lowered my head, feeling utterly guilty for taking action before knowing the whole thing.  “Such irresponsible behavior from the future Alpha Queen isn’t acceptable,” he uttered, feeling disappointed in me, and shifted his gaze back to the duel.  ‘You didn’t tell my father about me coming there?’ I asked Aiden, knowing all too well that Klaus would have somehow persuaded him to hide it from my father. ‘Nope, my dear princess. You deserved to be reprimanded, this time. Thanks to your mate’s Gamma and warriors, we were able to kill all the poachers and keep the women and children of