Feminine Titles Novels & Stories

My chest swelled with a massive wave of possessive pride. In our world, "Luna" was the most sacred title a female could hold. It was the title of the supreme female leader of the pack, the mate of the Alpha. To call Vivian the "Battle Luna" meant our warriors no longer saw her as an outsider. They no longer saw her as a hostage we had brought from the enemy borders to keep her quiet. They looked at her and saw their queen. They saw a woman they wanted to follow into the deepest fire of war.

Posture straightened. Seraphine looked around once. "The Alpha." She kept her voice even. "Is he here?" "No, Lady Seraphine." One of the soldiers answered immediately. Lady Seraphine. She kept her face perfectly still. The title was not an insult. Technically. Lady was a respectable address for a woman of her standing, the Alpha's intended, the elders' chosen, the woman who was supposed to be Luna of the Bloodmoon Pack soon. Supposed to be. Not yet.

"How could I possibly make a mistake when I am the one that created you?" Beside me, I felt Fineon tense while a string of incomprehensible words escaped his lips. "Who exactly are you?" He asks slowly, while I remain frozen. "What is your name?" "I am Titiana." The woman confirms, sending me reeling. "Creator of all, including you children." "She’s crazy." Fineon mutters, pulling me even closer. "How in the hell could the moon goddess be standing right here in front of us?" "Are you doubting me, young one?" Titiana asks, fixing her deep gaze on Fineon. "How shall I prove to you that I mean what I say?"

She gave him a smile and answered, "Whore, slut, bitch, prostitute... how many names you have given me. But there is a new title you need to add...." She rose to her tiptoes and tilted her head to whisper in his ear. "Your Rival's Luna."

My hatred of The nonsense Concept-of-Women's-Happiness-bullshit sister Elise taught me once, two years ago. I remember she said, "--at the end, a woman's ultimate happiness was to fulfill her destiny. To do so, thou shalt be modest but charming, full of smiles, calm in her nature, smooth in her speech, forgiving, loyal and devoted to thy husband, never rejects the will of thy husband and thy attitude towards his wives has no prejudice; sincere and full of understanding--,"

She also learned about aleric cultures and tradition. “It is a bit of hard work for me Isolde,” Alexa said “It is your responsibility as the crowned princess and future queen of Aleris your majesty,” Isolde said “Could you stop calling me your majesty?” Alexa said “It is my protocol Alexa. We are not like we used to anymore. We have titles now and responsibilities,” Isolde said

Many were getting maimed or slaughtered by older, battle hardy males who were hoarding females. I was never worried about being hoarded by such males. Nobody wanted to square off with Remus. He had even frightened the two friends I had made into staying back. Kita would then speak to me through the woodline, under scrutinizing glare of Remus. Remus had never favored Kita, who was a rogue male. Kita was female crazy and eccentric. Too full of life and not enough of sense, Remus would say.