Kneel Before The Werewolf Queen Novels & Stories

“Do you swear before the moon goddess and all present to bear the burden of duty as queen, mate, and Luna to the werewolf kingdom and your husband, His Majesty, King Adolph Raymond?” Laurel smiled, “I do.” “By her grace, I present King Adolph Raymond and Luna Laurel Raymond.” The clapping and excitement filled the air as Adolf pulled Laurel close. “You may kiss your luna.” Adolf dipped his head to press their lips together, careful and tender before a prickle of awareness shot through her. Adolf pulled her aside as an arrow narrowly missed them and buried itself in the ground nearby. A scream of shock went through the air as bodies descended on the congregation with a ferocious growl.

As soon as I felt the crown on my head, I stopped breathing. “I pronounce to you, Queen Estelle! Queen of Werewolves,” aunt yelled, and there was a loud uproar. I opened my eyes, breathing out heavily. I am now the queen. Queen of werewolves. I stood up and I faced the subjects. The cheer increased as I did a brief bow. I looked up, and I smiled into the crowd.

were her last words before she was completely led away. Yeah, she went a bit too far. Everywhere was silent before Elder Simon spoke again. "We'll now crown the new Alpha King and Luna Queen of the werewolf world", he said and cheers erupted in the crowd. Jayden and Rose stepped forward and hush descended over the garden. The moon shone brightly, almost like the Moon goddess was giving her blessings too. A different dagger was brought forward and I groaned internally. Adrian must have noticed my facial expression because he seemed to be holding in his laughter. Mate of the year.

She caught my eye as she passed, grinning with unabashed excitement before taking her seat in the front row. My heart quickened. If Lily was here, then Amelia waited just outside those doors, prepared to walk the path that would formalise her transformation from servant to Queen. High Priest Edmundson stepped forward, raising his hands for silence. The murmur of conversation died immediately. "Honoured guests," his voice carried effortlessly through the vast chamber, "we gather today to witness the coronation of Alpha Queen Amelia Volkov, claimed mate of Alpha King Lukas Volkov, ruler of all werewolf kind."

His touch was enough. He dipped his head and whispered in my ear from behind. “Don’t be afraid. Remember, you are the queen and I’m right here.” As soon as he said that the big door opened revealing the scenery of inside. So the ‘somewhere’ was a royal hall where hundreds of werewolf were waiting patiently for their new queen to arrive so they could meet their queen for the first time. It was a formal event specially organized to inform pack about me. No wonder I was asked to dress elegantly for this formal event. I felt sudden rage at Xavier for not informing about it. Maybe he did that because he knew I would never agree to it which was true.

"We the elders with all due respect are honoured to have you here. Now without much adieu , we will like to crown you ,our Queen." "For this rightful position." Vera's grip on Logan's hand tightens and he rubs circles on her hand. Trying to calm her. The elders nod and a person steps forward, offering the elders the crown of a princess. The crowd cheers as the crown is finally claimed by the most deserving and she couldn't help smile, waving her hand at everyone,with her other hand held by her mate. "Presenting before you! Our coronated Queen of werewolves!" "Queen....."

On the right side, Elphaba stood in all her glory in her green-colored clothes. Elphaba started doing the rituals as Lenora came. A rare smile etched on her face as she saw Lenora in her glory as a queen. Andrea would be proud to see her like this. Yet… she was not completely happy. There is that old bastard who was ready to sink his fangs in her. Soon, the trumpets rang announcing it was time for them to start the rituals. She started praying for the moon goddess and the deity, who was the founder of the first werewolf in werewolf history.

I smiled at the girl in the mirror and she smiled back. Tears glistened my eyes, but I had to hold it in, or else Elsie would go ballistic on me. ‘Don’t you dare ruin your make up’ she’d warned countless times. I laughed childishly as her eyes pried into mine through the mirror, the warning very evident in them. I can’t believe this is happening. I am just a few minutes away from being crowned the werewolf queen. Clad in the royal attire, and adorned with the most expensive jewelries, I looked nothing short of a Queen. Nora, Sadie, Rose and Layla had just exited the room to join the crowd outside.

Damon then dropped a surprise bombshell, saying, "I was thinking we should have our ceremony later tonight. Announce that you are the queen and anoint you as such." This announcement caught me off guard, and I gulped down my food, not expecting things to progress so rapidly. "Okay," I replied nervously. Damon tried to reassure me, saying, "There's no need to be nervous. My pack has been waiting for their queen for decades now, and they will be very excited to know that you've been found." I couldn't help but mutter under my breath, "The girls won't be so excited." Damon, with his heightened werewolf hearing, heard my comment and responded, "The girls will get over it, and if anyone makes tro

Anger began to lace the air as Nate’s words infuriated those before him, the natural protective instincts of a wolf had started to kick in for each student and warrior listening. Nate chuckled as he observed the fury build amongst the crowd. “Before you all start causing a riot, I can confirm that as of yesterday, Skylar is dead. Your future Queen defeated her and saved each and every one of us.” Nate gleamed with pride as he cast his eyes upon me once more. “Long live the Queen!” A voice shouted out. “Long live the Queen!” Another voiced. “Long live the Queen!” Everyone shouted in unison. My heart warmed as I watched each werewolf bow their heads before me, promising to serve me as their Qu