I Become Alpha's Queen Novels & Stories

She kept her eyes fixed on the elders and alphas in front of her, her mother and aunt on either side. “Does anyone dare challenge me?” she asked, her voice reverberating through the courtyard. One at a time, I watched as the elders lowered their eyes. The alphas followed. No one was going to challenge her. No one dared. “I am the Alpha Queen,” Selene declared. “And this is my throne.” She was. She really was. Selene was the Alpha Queen. And so... I was the first one to step forward and kneel before her as I uttered the words.

Ikea hissed through her teeth as she completed her sentence. The letter was an invitation for all Alphas. They called us to converge in the Alpha King’s Palace to tell us about how they would go about anointing a new Alpha King. Why would they need to find a way to anoint a new Alpha King? It was clear that the seat was mine! There was nothing to be certain of again. It fell to me —a right by blood! “They want to take the throne away from you and I bet it is only because they scorn the idea of being told what to do by a woman!” Ikea expressed disgust at the idea of her words and spat on the floor, “Foolish sexist old men!”

“Mark my words, she-wolf! Before the next Blood Moon, you will submit!” I pushed against the weight of his Alpha timbre, the weight of his voice crushing me, telling me to submit, but I pushed with all my might, standing my ground. “I will never submit to any Alpha... including you,” I said in my mind, straining against his hold. “I am a Princess of the—” “You were,” he cut me off, “but now, you are my Queen.”

He smiles, taking a breath before speaking “You’re an Alpha Queen, my love.” Excuse me? Me, someone who has barely learned how to be a Luna? “I’m-I’m a what now?” I stutter “England and Australia both have Alpha Kings, you’re the Alpha of Alpha’s technically. You can command any werewolf, and you’ll end up making all the other Alphas submit to you and your rule.” Aston cuts in I say nothing, now that I can avoid. Motherhood will come first. It’s debatable on which one will be scarier, but I have no desire to deal with that Alpha Queen business for the time being.

He praised as I pruned hard. My head shook, not believing it, not believing what was happening. I smiled even brighter, how could I not. “ I present to you, her majesty, the Alpha Queen, Queen Raven!” A voice shot through and I turned, staring at Brum as he finished his line with him immediately bending a knee and after him all people all around went down on their knee.

Her hair is disheveled and she looked untidy. She bowed her head. She didn't know this is what would befall her when Joe Bidder sent an emissary to her with the promise of helping her become the first female alpha of the Middleton pack. He told her that his spy in the kingdom had informed him that she was punished and sent to the Ravens cage. He implored her to revenge and he was willing to help do it. He had planned with her that her part was to capture the Royal parents and have them abducted. He would send enough soldiers to help her declared herself as the alpha.

I watched as my mate took his place. “Alright, the moment we have all been waiting for,” a dramatic drumroll began. “Do you, our esteemed Alpha, our fearless leader, the woman who kicks all of our butts and keeps us in line, accept your mate, the mate fated to you by the Moon Goddess herself, Alpha Reiner!” The crowd went crazy. Barrett was having way too much fun with this. He brought the mic over, sticking it in my face. “Alright folks, settle down, I know you are all excited, but we need to know the answer. Alpha Myla, what is your answer?”

he snapped, stubbornly denying it—even as his body moved of its own accord, standing up and yanking open the carriage door. He took long strides through the crumpled dead leaves and broken branches on the ground, stepping slowly until he stood before the weathered wooden door of the cottage. The cottage door was shut tight. Through the cracks in the window, he could see the faint, dancing flicker of firelight inside. Kaelen stood on the doorstep, his hand raised to knock, only to freeze mid-motion. He was the Wolf King of Black Rock, the strongest Alpha on the entire continent. When had he ever been reduced to hesitating outside a woman’s door? All he needed to do was kick this flimsy door i

“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