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Jareth says and I smile pulling away from his chest, to look into his eyes. "Really?" I ask curious. "Yes, I was looking at you and saying, I'm going to tame you my little omega." Jareth says smiling. "Then, I would answer you: alpha, a king can only move in chess one position, but, the queen, she moves wherever she wishes. I am the queen, an omega, it is true, but, with the blood of a queen and I promise you that you will fall surrendered at my feet." I say and Jareth hugs me smiling.

Lyla forced herself to her feet, swallowing the storm of emotions rising in her chest. She was not weak. Not helpless. Not some lost child in the dark. She was an Alpha. A warrior. And she would not break. Her silver eyes burned as she lifted her chin. "So tell me," she said, her voice steady. "What does it mean?" The queen smiled. "It means you are the end and the beginning." The torches shuddered. The walls hummed. And the air around them shifted, rippling like water disturbed by something deep beneath the surface.

I could still hear his voice—low and commanding—whispering my name as I had taken him. But the question I have for myself is—why are men dying in my arms when ever we fuck,especially when I moan. I mean other Alpha Queen’s do it, why can't I? I mean,I haven't found my so-called mate yet,so in the meantime why can't I enjoy myself. No one told me that being an Alpha means pleasure would be restricted till you found your mate. Then I remembered him again. He was the only one who had not died in my arms.

I clicked my tongue to the roof of my mouth in blatant jealousy and dislike. Flashes of the scene playing right in my mind's eye and I had never wanted anything more than to smash that bitch across the wall and send her dead body back to the pack she crawled from. “Hmmm… I think I know who you’re talking about because the Alpha has no woman added to his sex harem and so far what I know is he caught the Witch Queen.”

The silver water basin sat still on the vanity table, and the loose wool garments he had seen her wear earlier were gone. Rhea was not there, the room was quiet. A heavy, suffocating silence hung in the air, broken only by the faint, distant hum of the palace ventilation grid. To a true Alpha, an empty sanctuary was the ultimate catalyst for panic. His core flared to life beneath his scarred skin, a blinding silver light rippling across his broad shoulders as his territorial instincts screamed at him. Kaelen was cornered, Vance was dead, and Rhea was the most vulnerable, precious piece of his recovered world.

“Do you guys have an alpha you answer to? Or a pack? How come I haven’t met anyone else yet?” Luke, looking both exasperated and offended, scoffed. “You have to stop thinking of us like some rabid pack of werewolves that you see in the media. We are not dogs. Ugh, and Alphas? Seriously?” Laura scrunched her nose, though she at least tried to hide her annoyance. “We don’t have ‘packs.’ We’re a sophisticated society with small colonies. Matriarchal ones, to be precise.” Her voice was calm and measured, a stark contrast to her brother's. “We follow a set of rules, and when someone deviates, Nundas like Luke and I are there to discipline them. We come from a long, proud French line that once pro

Between neon and whispered deals, between an Alpha learning restraint and a queen reclaiming her throne, Valentine Spade prepared to remind the world of one truth. She was not a prize. She was the game.

the alpha persisted, “no one is going to accept an omega as the Luna Queen, especially when she’s so rude and…” I slammed my hands on the table, cutting him off abruptly. They weren’t talking about Axel—they were talking about me, and I had to defend myself. “I don’t think you’re in a position to tell me what to do, Alpha…” I trailed off, struggling to recall his name. “Whatever your name is. This is my choice. I have decided she will be my Luna Queen—the one who will bear my heir.” “Your Highness,” Alpha Inki interjected, his tone heavy with condescension, “surely you understand that making an omega the Luna Queen could weaken the kingdom. It would leave us—”

I immediately cover her mouth and tell her to keep her voice down. "Why are you screaming like that? Is this last name special?" I ask in a whisper. "Don't you know that Alpha king's name is Zane Sanders!" Emily’s eyes are super wide now, “ Sanders! Doesn’t this last name remain you of anything?!” "There are a lot of people with the same last name, but the one in my family is not related to Alpha king. He's just a normal guy." Or maybe not too normal. A beta. Emily picks up the rag, "Yeah, you're right, if your husband is Alpha King, then how can you work here? How can I be a colleague and become friends with the Queen?"

When she asked Astraea what it means because she's been also called luna a couple of times even when she was kept as a servant in the Nightfall pack. Astraea explained that luna is the female leaders and refers to the mate of Alpha who completes him and helps him manage the pack or shares his responsibility and she'll be called queen after coronation as Leonidas is not an Alpha. Leonidas is Alpha of the Alpha's making him the King and every Alpha rule under him. Aurora was new to all these things and wasn't used to people acting kindly towards her after her parent's death. Astraea understood her discomfort and tried to stay with Aurora and explained her everything any chance she got and told