Alpha Queen Reborn As An Unwanted Heiress Novels & Stories

I thanked Sawyer for changing my life so dramatically, from being a baron who was once kicked out in the middle of the night to being asked to rule the South. “I will be the Alpha Queen of the South,” I declared. I repeated my statement with resolve, and the first person to bow before me was none other than my loving and supportive mate, Sawyer.

“The child.” Kael held her gaze. “And what that claim means for you.” Her stomach dropped. “So that is it. You protect your heir and I become irrelevant again.” “No.” The word came out sharper than she expected. “You become untouchable.” She let out a short, brittle laugh. “Untouchable as what? A symbol? A barrier? A convenient mother wrapped in politics?” Kael stepped closer, slow enough not to crowd her, but close enough that the warmth of his presence made the room feel smaller. “As the mother of the Alpha heir.”

“Do you know what it means to be the mother of the Alpha King’s royal heirs?” Wolfe’s voice thundered, his growl shaking the air. “It means you are the Luna Queen. And how dare you, Lois, try to use the sextuplets for your own ambition?”

“You heard what we were told. Don’t annoy her.” Annoy me? While I was chained like a goat about to be roasted? Really? I pulled at the chains hard, just in case but nothing.. not even a small give. “Stop struggling, Princess,” the broken-tooth man said with an almost bored tone. “These chains were forged with silver. Even your wolf can’t break out of ’em.” My stomach dropped. “Princess..” one of them repeated dramatically, bowing at me with exaggerated flourish. “We know exactly who you are, Princess Aurielle Draqueen. Last heir of the Lycana bloodline.”

"I am sorry, Alpha—my lady. I didn't mean to be in your way. I started early. The floor is clean, I promise it is clean! Please don't punish me. If I missed a spot, I will scrub it again." Martha froze in her tracks, her breath catching in her throat. As the Head Omega, she had managed dozens of young wolves over the decades. She knew what submission looked like; it was a natural, respectful bending of the knee to a higher rank. But this... this wasn't submission. This was the broken, deeply ingrained trauma of a creature that expected to be struck or executed for merely existing. This was the girl Alpha Torin had brought home yesterday. The enemy "princess" the entire packhouse had been whi

However, fate had a different plan in store for her. As the dreaded lycan prince, Adrian Caleb, arrived at the pack estate, Alessia's life took an unexpected turn. Adrian was captivated by her beauty and spirit, and he took her away from the pack to be his personal maid and live with him. Alessia, although initially hesitant, found solace in Adrian's presence. With time, their bond deepened, and Adrian realized that Alessia was the girl he had been waiting for to assume the throne as the Alpha King.

This was someone playing a much deeper game. "She played us all," I muttered. "Or she learned how to play fast," Fenric corrected, rubbing the back of his neck. "She foiled her father, she rejected the Alpha, she took her inheritance, and she secured a safe, isolated home. All in less than twenty-four hours. That's a rebirth if I ever saw one." Rebirth. The word echoed in my mind. It felt like that. The woman in the hallway had been a stranger wearing Calla’s face.

“Who is reborn, Lyra? What? was on the other side of the crack?” Her fingernails drilled into his leather. A tear from pure, dark blood from her left eye. “The one who was before the symbiosis. The mother of the pack. The Revenge of the Alpha queen.’ An ice-cold shower chased through the room so real that the flames of the oil lamps flickered and almost suffocated. Raven spanned the jaw. The Alpha queen was not a myth that the junk collectors told each other at the campfire. She was first hybrid, the most cruel experiment of consortium – a being that does not

The Anita girl asked fortunately now as I had been wondering the same thing. “Well, my love. Abasha Caiv is a graceful female from the most prominent Pack in the Southern Reigns, the Evony Pack.” The Alpha Queen explained and then I could hear the elation in her voice as she said the next couple of words. “She will be the future Alpha Queen of the Reigns and your brother’s permanent wife.” She said and my gaze stretched with shock.

He had grown tired of the whispers and the judgment, longing for a chance to break free from the confines of his predetermined fate. But amidst this darkness, a flicker of hope had emerged. Malta had encountered the witches. They revealed to him a tantalizing possibility—a chance to transform from a rogue to a true Alpha King. They spoke of the Recessive Lion Pride, a mythical Were that held the power to lift the curse of his rogue status and unlock his true potential as the Alpha King. It was a path that offered him the love and acceptance he had yearned for all his life.