Queen Wasp Wof Novels & Stories

“Anything you want, and I will do it for you.” We kiss and kiss, and he begins to move his hands on my body. ‘What?" He bursts out roaring. ‘Why are you disrupting my peace?’ It’s Josh mind-linking. I can hear him. ‘I am sorry, my king.’ ‘I’m sorry, my ass,’ he yells. He is furious. ‘Whatever you have to say must be sensible, or you will be punished.’ ‘It’s the werewolf king,’ he says. “He’s here to see the queen.’ I instantly get up after hearing what Josy says. They’ve come. My grandparents have come to see me.

Screaming loudly, Madam Queenie Qamra fell off onto the wood wand she’d dropped on the garden ground before. There was a sharp pointing part from the wood wand, and it pierced into Madam Queenie Qamra’s back once she fell onto it. Madam Queenie Qamra squealed and howled throughout the whole mansion. The neighbors began to gather together at the front and the right sides of the big mansion after they heard some screaming and shouting inside the big mansion. They gathered together in their great panic.

"Now that I found out about it, I will keep an eye on them." Their conversation was interrupted when someone knocked on the door. Prince Arthur walked towards the door and opened it. Queen Veronica appeared in front of him, and she looked agitated. "Mother, what is the problem? Is there something going on right now?" asked Prince Arthur. "Yes, my son... this is regarding the werewolves!" she said worriedly. King Bartholomeo stood up, and his face was twisted with nervousness as he walked towards the door. "What about them? Is that news come from the spy I sent on King Solomon's kingdom?"

After all, when the beast awakens, it is the father or another strong werewolf who is dosed and pulls out the second essence easily and painlessly. Six months later we left that village, and a year later my she-wolf wanted to go for a walk. It was such a shame on her part! I sat in the apartment, afraid to even open the window, not to go out into the street, because, according to my mother, she-wolf pheromones pulled from me a mile away, it was good at least it was winter!

Hehe. "Those are another respected Weres. They are the Unions of the Were-councils. They take part in concluding the decision makings, made by the Alpha king, deem fit supposed punishment to offenders, advise the Alpha king and such jobs." The people she pointed to do not notice us. They are three. A she-wolf, and two Werewolves. I don't even bother to ask any other information about them. They, too, as most of the other Werewolves and She-wolves are sparkling handsome creatures.

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

So I asked again. "Who is she? The Queen of what?" He gave me a look of disbelief before he started explaining. "Contrary to what most of us believe, the one who first united the seven werewolf packs and ruled the werewolf kingdom as one was not a man. She was a woman—the Queen of werewolves. She was the one who built the palace where we're going to live with our pups. She lived in that palace for about seven hundred years with her lover, Andrew. Andrew was also known as the first man to become a wolf..."

The werewolf warned Leah. "Wait a minute! What's your name?" interrupted Leah. She held the man back for a moment. The man turned his head as Leah's hand grabbed him. Oops! Leah hurriedly released her grip. She didn't want him to misunderstand her. "Jack," the man told Leah. "Jack, nice name too," Leah replied with a murmur. "By the way, is your leader a werewolf too?" she asked curiously. Jack glanced at Leah somewhat irritated by her stupid question. "Alpha is our leader here. Including the king in our kingdom. Do you understand?"

Their worry permeated the air, but it was not for him or the little human girl that was left behind. It was for themselves. The Conduit was dead and now there was no one to protect them. About the Author Charly Clark is a designer and a writer. Wolf Queen is her debut novel. She has been writing for as long as she remembers and her works are spread over a variety of genres. She works from her home in Slough, Berkshire and splits her time between writing and her business Cheeky Charly’s. She has both Bachelor’s degree as well as a Master’s degree in interior designing. She has also founded her own small sewing business called Cheeky Charly’s.