Alpha Queen: Fated To Three Alphas Novels & Stories

Her shoulders hunched. “Okay. So, there is more bad news,” she guessed. I nodded. “Since the spirit has only been defeated with the help of three alphas… There have been three alphas who volunteered to help keep an eye on you. If you’re alright with the arrangement,” I added. “Alpha Quinn wanted you to agree to a mating right away, but we said while there wasn’t any indication that the spirit was around, it wasn’t right to force you into anything.”

It was that very wealth that attracted the invaders. After all these years, I had thought I was the only one left from the North. But the survivors had never left. They lived here persistently and established a small pack, firmly believing their Alpha King would return. Their wait was now over. When I saw their smiling faces and tears of happiness, I couldn't help but smile too. After returning to the North, I began learning how to be an Alpha Queen from a former Beta. She was my first mentor, who fought desperately to send me away from the North after my parents died. All these years, she had kept the position of Alpha Queen reserved for me.

he said, lacing his voice with pure unrestrained pride. "All three of you share one mate?" Queen Uria's brows lifted. She looked genuinely delighted by this information — like someone who had just been told the most interesting thing they'd heard all year. She stood and walked over, pulling me gently out of Rythan's grip and holding me at arm's length to look at me properly. "You are in very hot soup, my dear," she said, her mouth curving. "Mated to three Alpha brothers. May the Moon Goddess grant you extraordinary strength." The sarcasm was affectionate rather than cutting, and somehow that made it worse.

“Their mates?” “Luna-born women don’t simply influence any Alpha, Keal. They bond with specific ones usually those whose power complements their own.” I lifted my eyes to his as realization dawned. “The journal explains that Luna-born women are drawn to Alphas marked by profound trauma. Pain creates fractures where true power can take root.” He fell silent, absorbing that. “Elena’s death,” he said at last. “That’s why we…” “Were able to bond despite me appearing fully human. Yes.” I closed the journal, pressing it against my chest. “The Moon Goddess does not make errors. She gave me to you intentionally and you to me.”

It was what I’d craved for years in my hot, unseen kitchen. “There is more,” I added, eager now. “The Alpha Queen. She was injured in the forest. Her leg is still wounded. She hides it, but I see her favor it when she thinks no one watches. And the Alpha… he is strong, but he is tied to her. His eyes follow her like a tether. Cut one, and the other will bleed.”

They were already wrapped around her little finger, so she used them to the best of her abilities. If everything goes well and according to her plan, then they will kick Freya out in a few weeks, and she will be the new queen of this pack. F*ck! She didn’t realize it would be so easy for her to claim this position. She was really a fool to choose a simple alpha over these three Lycan princes. Although Alpha Randolph was crazy in her love, too but she wanted more, and he couldn’t provide her with that, so she had to leave that love sick fool behind her.

Now he knew exactly how it felt. It was clear this matter was driving him insane, and that's what made it better, because he really couldn't fix it himself to have come meet me like a fucking idiot. At least now I knew he had that problem. At the end of the day, I'll always be the best ruler this pack has ever had, whether they liked it or not. A couple of days passed, and I started hearing rumors of a certain Isabelle. A blonde haired pretty she-wolf, the daughter of the old alpha king of a neighbouring pack.

Something that smelled very old and very very wrong. But I ignored it and kept on digging, flipping, and skimming until I finally found it. The page was almost falling apart, and the ink was faded, but the words were still there. “The cursed Omega who was mated to three. End result: Feral.” My chest tensed up but I still kept reading. The girl had been born in our pack centuries ago. She was an omega, quiet and submissive like Ava. She was fated to not one, but three Alpha brothers. They all claimed her and tried to mark her, but the bond wasn’t meant to be split in three ways.

We were chatting, and it felt like that period after a massive storm. When you have licked your wounds, and now it’s clear that the storm is gone. You sit down to celebrate everything that remains, and then you look forward to the future. I looked around, and I hoped that all our futures from now on would be good ones. And for the most part, it was. Rowan moved back home with Addison, and he took his place as the Alpha King, and she became his Alpha Queen. It actually balanced itself out; the Queen of werewolves is a Lycan, and the Queen of Lycans is a werewolf.

"What has been joined in the eyes of the Goddess, let no creature tear asunder. I present to you, Alpha King Lukas and Alpha Queen Amelia Volkov, bound in blood, in spirit, and in purpose." The traditional ending would have named me Luna, consort to the Alpha King. Instead, the priest had acknowledged my status as Alpha Queen—my position as Lukas's equal rather than his subordinate. I heard gasps and whispers ripple through the crowd, saw Elder Nora's face tighten with disapproval, noted the calculating assessment in Elder Raphael's eyes.