Feminine Titles Novels & Stories

“Alpha’s orders. You are not to leave his chambers without his permission.” Heat flooded my cheeks. “I’m not trying to leave the fortress,” I argued. “Just to… to stretch my legs.” His expression didn’t soften. “I’m sorry, my lady. The Alpha was very clear.” My lady. The title still felt foreign, ill-fitting, like a borrowed cloak that didn’t belong to me. I wasn’t a lady. I was an omega, wolfless and fragile. A pawn passed between powerful men. “Fine,” I muttered, retreating a step.

I said and waited for her reaction. But she paused her lips nervously “ The Queen had instructed all of us to address you like that, my Lady.” “And also you’re the wife of Alpha Arden so I can not address you by your name else I won't live to see the next day.” She explained Please call me Isabella, I'm not really familiar with this new title.She shook her head in denial and still bowed her head in respect I noticed she wasn't at ease and I tried starting a small chat so she could feel free “What is your name?”

“Of course you know my father and mother, this is concubine Tiffany and concubine Megan” Princess Mitchel raise her face up to have a look at them and the women smile at her, she gave a smile back and was taken aback by their title “Concubine?” That is a forbidden word in Aither, only women of ignoble women are given that title and the King being the noblest man isn’t allow to have a contact with such women. “That’s Erica my older sister, Elizabeth and Penelope, my younger sisters and Dave my brother-in-law, then my little brother Neil”

“You are exactly what Corvin needs right now, Luna.” Elle stopped and looked at her, confused. “Luna? My name is Elle. I told you that.” Arya sighed. “Luna is the title of the feminine leader of our family. It is a title, not a name, spoken with great respect. When you marry Corvin tonight, you take that place.” Elle considered her conversation with her mom earlier that night. “So, I will be the queen?” She asked Arya for confirmation. Arya giggled, covering her mouth. “Something like it. You will be able to dress like one and shop like one. But there is something even better. I prefer to think of it more like ‘mother,’ so welcome to the family.” Arya hugged her.

Her voice wavered, but I couldn't tell if it was from horror, humor, or something else entirely. "Aren't there any...pretty names for it?" I asked softly. Drace chuckled, shot Ari an apologetic glance. "Kitty, cookie, tutu, Lady V, bits, Lady Jane. Non-Na." I shook my head. Those weren't any better and I could hear the bellowing laughter of my men if I dared utter one of those words. I sighed. "I guess pussy and cunt it is. Men have so many more options that sound better."

“You know they are right.” Athena sighed. “Yeah, I suppose all those examples they gave are convincing. I know you are not going to be like that, though.” The council had cited examples of queens’ husbands who had been mistakenly referred to as kings. Most of them had become power-drunk and had often undermined their wives by believing they had the same authority. “That is all that matters, the fact that you know it. I don't care about the title anyway. Just as it doesn't matter that you couldn't officially be called a Boone because of your other titles. I know you are Mrs Boone, whether it is written or not.”

I planned to take the back exit, but even before I slipped past the big staircase, I heard someone calling my name. “Mindy…” It was so soft, and it made me smile. Her voice was still as sweet as before. “Lady Catherine…” I bowed down in respect and waited as she slowly descended the stairs. “Just Catherine.” “I don’t think that’s appropriate.” “Oh, you still haven’t changed. You know I would rather you call me Catherine without any title. Besides, we are both Beta Females, so we can drop that lady, or I will be forced to address you as Beta Mindy.”

Tsk! "What is the difference between personal assistant and hand mm ...?" I felt the word was belittling thus didn't want to complete it. "Maid! my lady." Kuti chirped. "Yes! whatever 'who even says maid in these modern times? Where on earth is this place?' and why do you especially and the others keep calling me "My lady, Priestess and all that?" "Because you are our all powerful spiritual mother! Our leader, as such the befitting title."

I clamped my mouth shut and nodded. “Your outfit will be sent to you, and of course, I also prepared one for your lady in waiting-,,” I release a sigh. “She’s not my lady in waiting...I’m not a princess nor a queen. I want to call her as my attendant,” “I didn’t realize that titles matter to you,”

My mother was of the same title as a maid and any servant of the castle, a Baron none less. In the fictional children's stories, Barons are known as Omegas, yet Isabella kept on acting as if she were a Queen. A Luna, if you would, the titles were easy to comprehend: a King was one's Alpha, a Duke was one's Beta, a Marquess was one’s Gamma, and a knight was one's many Delta. And the warriors were the guards of our people. “Isabella, you will help place the gown on the young queen. Mark my words, the child. The king will lash you if you disobey once more,” the maid said.