Scarred Wolf Queen Novels & Stories

The wolves had lost the true reason for life and had lost their faith altogether, a recurring issue that had led to the unresolved issues that still plagued them. Adele Jones, as the Moons Oracle and mate of a High Alpha, was an extremely valued figure within Werewolf society. She delivered prophecies to juvenile Alpha’s full of hope and spread dread to the ones who soon discovered their reigns coming to an end. She was the one who found the new Alpha’s. The ones that had been born and not bred. She discovered the wolves who had risen of their own toil and trouble, who were born to lead. It was because of her gift that she had been killed.

Her warriors immediately rushed to her side, but they hesitated at the edge of the booby traps, growling in frustration. Scar stepped closer to me, his voice low but urgent. “Are you insane? You just attacked their queen. They’ll rip us apart.” I shook my head, my breathing ragged but steady. “No, they won’t. Not yet.” My gaze fixed on the Wolf Queen as she rose, brushing herself off like the fall was nothing. Her sharp eyes locked with mine, blazing with fury and pride.

“If they’re hunting the Adele’s blood, they’ll go for him next.” Bram nodded once and left down the stairs. The wind cut across the stone. The moment he kissed returned in full force making us alone in this wind, warm and dangerous. I could feel my wolf leaning toward him even while the rest of me tried to pull away. “You shouldn’t have done that,” I said. “The pack already calls me a witch. If the elders hear about this, they will use it against us.” “Let them.” Rowan’s voice was low. “I am already losing the kingdom. The army is at the pass. The mania is eating what’s left of my mind. The only thing that still feels real is this.”

"Could you give me a moment to rest? Do you believe I don't desire a Mate as well? However, do you know who our Mate is? Alpha Kian Santos is him. The scarred Alpha, the social outcast. Do you want us to be with him for the rest of our lives? I yelled as I turned off the water while banging on my tap. "He would kill us and bury us alive without caring. Mina, I don't want to die. We'll keep our pup safe and lead happy lives apart from him." I reassured her before encircling my body with a towel. I tried to come across as strong to Mina, but I was anything but. I also had him in mind. I imagined that I wouldn't be in the situation I was in if he were entirely a different guy. Things would have

Lucas stood up, not wanting to hear James' opinions. "I won't stand in your way, but know this. The second you mark her there will never be a chance for you to claim your real mate. You will also cause her excruciating pain and if you ever are lucky enough to meet, the two of you will know right away and you will both know what you did. We can only be bound to one wolf." "You're right. I don't have compassion or empathy. I'm an asshole. What makes you think a mate would change that?"

Charlotte is greeted with surprise when her beloved prince brings home a pregnant she-wolf, and worst of all a half-sister she never knew. The revelation, betrayal and oppressions sentenced her to death, not until life gave her a second chance when a small pack saved her. There she discovers her late mother’s birth pack and discovers her true identity. Five years later, her pack grew into a powerful force. Known as the mysterious Queen of Wolves and the only existing Alpha Female in the world. An invitation to the Moon Ball as her first public appearance and the chance to extract revenge against the royal wolves. It won’t be easy when the dangerous and unpredictable Alpha Alexios has his eye

They would overwhelm her and eventually kill her. A wolf with a jagged scar on his face crossed the space between them and grabbed her roughly like a man they thought she was. She was a warrior, so she had no hard time posing tough. “Who the hell are you?” He sniffed her body like an animal he was, as if he was suspicious about her. Freya swallowed and kept her voice flat, slightly lowering it to sound more masculine. “I’m just a stray. Got cut up in the mess.” “Son of a bitch!” One snapped and swaggered towards her but the wolf with the jagged scar raised a hand to stop him. Freya assumed the scarred wolf is a Gamma, while the others are just pack members.

She could easily guess he was an omega in his pack. He roared with bloodshot eyes as she laughed at him. Jackson had run Into a corner as the wolf in front of him was bigger and looked stronger than his. Their colleague was frightened to death and was about to dial the police through the phone on the counter. Lucia gave Jackson a sign and he immediately hit a large frying pan on the girl's head. She fell to the floor. The wolf roared again while he gathered his strength. Without warning, he launched at Lucia, biting hard on her shoulder.

The royal family demanded respect and that was exactly what they gave her. Halfway toward the dungeon, we noticed movement not far from us. Just within the trees surrounding the garden on this side. Various guards were yelling. Screaming for people to stop. On instinct, I pulled Farren close to me. Held her behind me. A large figure broke from the trees. Sped toward us until he shifted into his wolf form. Seeing Lysander, Farren broke free from me. She sprinted towards him. Her dress tangled beneath her feet. She stumbled. Lysander was there. Followed by two unknown wolves. One of darkest black and the other of the whitest white. Zaven and Kallik.

I had planned to pass on my role of Alpha to my brother, Hudson, to become a soldier for the Queen. She had awoken with a bit of a start. I had hoped she would rest longer, her ever-growing twins had to be taking a lot of energy from her. She is so tiny herself; I couldn’t imagine how tired she must be carrying the pups. I rubbed her back trying to help soothe her, I knew she was scared and had been through a lot. No one could have imagined the sheer brutality she had lived through, but I knew deep down, that it was a lot of terrible events that gave her the ability to love unconditionally. How she could be so pure, so strong, and so loving after suffering as much trauma as I could feel she