Alpha Queen: Fated To Three Alphas Novels & Stories

And those sounds, those soft, desperate moans, Christ, they burn straight through me. I wanted to claim her the second the bond hit me. Take her, mark her, brand her so the whole damn world knew she was mine. But I didn’t. Not yet. Not when three other women are tied to this Calling, clawing for their escape. I made that commitment, and I’ll see it through. “Alpha.” A voice from beyond my study door shattered the sinful thoughts in my head, dragging me back to reality. “Enter.” Ronan, my Beta, stepped inside with a letter in hand. His expression was taut, as though the paper burned against his palm. “I came to inform you of Alpha Ynovar’s decision from the meeting.”

My heart stutters; of course it does, why wouldn't it? Everyone knows the names of the three men the Goddess just bonded me to, even lowly Omegas like me. Nyall, Fenric and Orien. And they're not just men, they’re all Alphas, the triplet sons of Lord Alpha Theron, born in the same hour, trained for pack wars. No one knows which one of them will take the throne but all three are untouchable except now… they’re bound to me. Me, an Omega!! I don’t move, infact I can’t move, and then the three of them step forward.

Weston's voice boomed, "Thank you for gathering here today. As I take on the role of Alpha, I understand the importance of finding a mate, a partner who will stand beside me as we lead this pack into the future." I furrowed my eyebrows as I realise that those didn't really sound like his words. It sounded exactly like what the queen always said. that the alpha needed to find a mate who will stand beside him as the Pack was led into a brighter future. it suddenly becomes obvious that none of this is what Weston wants. but the obligation of Duty sit on top of his shoulders and and team into doing what was expected to be right. in to do what was best for the Pack. I couldn't blame him but I cou

It evoked a deep sense of familiarity, causing his nose to twitch as he vividly recalled her sweet and intoxicating aroma the day he marked her. “In three days, our kingdom will witness the third Luna’s Fangs, a significant event in our history. Luna Acalia will undergo a test to determine if she is worthy of becoming my Luna Queen. Should she emerge victorious, she will ascend to the position of queen without delay. However, if she fails to prove herself, there will be no Luna in our kingdom unless I cease to be Alpha-king.”

An Alpha is a big step out of the shadows, no matter the payday it will be hard to dodge being suspected after. I followed Azalea for a few days too to make sure there was no treachery from that little Fate. She was mooning over some red-haired Beta of Alpha Alexander's which has only added to my hesitation. She was a completely different girl to the manipulative little witch standing in the cave trying to organise killing a major ruler. They were holding hands, exchanging sweet little kisses, everything they thought nobody was watching which just riled me up even more. Poor sap doesn't have a clue who his mate even is.

All of them looking at me with that same expression of awe and fear. Rhea stepped forward, and to my shock, she knelt. "Your Majesty. What are your orders?" "I am not..." "You are," she interrupted firmly. "Whether you accept it or not, you are the Alpha Queen now. The first in three hundred years. And we need you to lead us through what comes next." One by one, the others knelt. Wolves and Lycans alike. Even Asher inclined his head, acknowledgment of what I had become. I looked at them all, these people who had fought and bled and survived against impossible odds.

The moment she approached me, I saw all their faces get red, they were all fuming in anger as jealousy took a better part of them. "Just three days so far and the Alpha is making his second demand of her." I heard someone murmur from behind, her voice was faint enough but then I had good hearing ability. That was one thing that I loved about my whole being. The ability to hear from afar. Maybe it happened only when I was nervous. I sneezed. "She must be a lucky one." Another voice echoed. "Lucky one??" The first lady scoffed. "Aren't you aware that she is a cursed omega?? She's nothing but an orphan so why would the Alpha been head over heels for her?? She must be using a spell on him so tha

I found a quiet spot on a window sill at the back of the hall, content to watch the fireworks and stay out of the way with no intention to socialize. One the podium, my sister reapplied her lipstick, her smile radiant and sure. She was moments away from everything she ever wanted. It is not a normal practice for us Lycans to choose our mates, it is the responsibility of the moon goddess to tie our destinies together, but the Alpha is an exception. They are given a choice to choose their mates or to relax and let the moon goddess do her job. Some like the late Alpha took the second option, while many were lucky to find love in their younger years and stuck to their partners. Therefore, it did

Lifted. My feet left the ground. She slammed me against the wall, hard enough my vision sparked. Her claws pricked my skin, not deep, but enough to promise they could go deeper. She pulled me close, her face inches from mine. Her scent—jasmine and cold stone—filled my air. “I. Am. Your. Alpha. Queen.” Each word was a hissed bullet. “You do not raise your voice to me. You do not demand answers. You breathe because I allow it.”

I mind link Alpha Zach, half expecting him not to hear it because we were not yet mated, but there is a small nod of his head and I head to the door. The blood of the humans was everywhere, and I nearly trip on a limb as I look around. Draven’s half burnt body was still tied up but he was slowly turning to ash, parts of his body crumbling to dust that was being carried away in the breeze. I coughed, trying to hold back the desire to cry, so many were dead. “You can hear me?” I mind link Alpha Zach again and he stands next to me, taking my hand “You have accepted your role as Queen, that is why” he squeezes my hand and submits to me.