Triple-s Beast Queen: Taming The Alpha Legion の小説・ストーリー

Nash informed. “What is happening?” the voice asked. “I did what you asked, now touch me and let me touch you,” the man growled. “I will be anything for you, Luna…” “Sure, I will touch you, after all, a promise is a promise, but I didn’t promise where I will touch you,” I spoke as I walked up to him, “And I am not Luna…” I growled as I extended my claws and pressed them right where he was pushing a blade on my mate’s throat. “I am a Queen… I am the Alpha Queen…”

Lifted. My feet left the ground. She slammed me against the wall, hard enough my vision sparked. Her claws pricked my skin, not deep, but enough to promise they could go deeper. She pulled me close, her face inches from mine. Her scent—jasmine and cold stone—filled my air. “I. Am. Your. Alpha. Queen.” Each word was a hissed bullet. “You do not raise your voice to me. You do not demand answers. You breathe because I allow it.”

But they'd forgotten what it felt like to stretch in a smile. Her name was Jerika Krester - the powerful Alpha Queen that was a terror to many.

I replied, looking at each of the alphas present. My words were enough to make many lower their heads, but others continued to fight my order. “With your permission, Your Majesty. But we are mere alphas, and you are our king. How can you break the most sacred rule and name a beast as queen?” “That's right. Beasts aren't even loyal, they just destroy everything they find. That woman will lead us to ruin!” announced another alpha. Damn it, all these bastards were squeezing every last drop of tolerance out of me and turning it into pure rage and a desire to kill them.

Kael stepped forward, taking my hand. "The twin throne is dead," Kael announced. "From this day forward, we rule as three. One Alpha. One King. One Man. A Triple Crown to unite the packs." The High Priest looked at the evidence, then at the three of us. He saw the Rowan wolves. He saw the Lycan soldiers nodding in approval. He knew the wind had shifted. He turned to Cassandra and reached for her crown. "No!" she screamed, slapping his hand away. "I am the Luna! I am the—"

"This is Silver Wolf Valley. From this day forward, this is our territory. No one enters without my permission. No one goes hungry. And no one—ever—is called an Omega." Silas looked at me, his eyes bright with hope. "What are the rules, Alpha? How do we serve you?" "I am not your Alpha," I reminded him, my voice firm but kind. "I am your Queen. And in this pack, we have only three rules. First: We protect the weak. Second: We share what we have; no one eats until the children and the elders are full. Third: Loyalty is earned, not commanded. If you don't like how I lead, you are free to leave."

He proceeded to inform her about the hierarchy of their beasts which had to do with the colour of their beast's eyes. Ilena took everything in but clench her fist as everything sunk in. Her beast eyes were emerald meaning that she was just one rank above the lowest. It made her uneasy. “Being a gamma beast....i-is that a bad thing?....” waves of nervousness rolled off her. Dreg pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear in a sense of comfort. “It’s an archaic law which I’m not fond of but....the law states that a female has to be either a beta beast or an Alpha beast to be the Northern Queen.”

he asked firmly staring Gunner down, “You knowingly endangered the Triple Goddess” Gunner growled, “Listen here boy, I have known you since you were a pup. Our packs have been allies since long before you were born. You want to stand here and accuse me of betraying our alliance, of endangering the Triple Goddess? Because if that is the avenue you wish to take, I suggest you rethink your strategy. You may be the Alpha now, but you are still a greenhorn. Watch yourself young one and don’t test me” Alpha Ambrose spoke firmly and with authority. I wanted to clap my hands at his speech. Gunner dropped his hands and stood quietly glaring at the Lua Chei Alpha.

For Betas and Alphas, it's after a week. The High Priestess goes to stand beside me and with her hands, she gently but urgently helps me stand to my feet. However, my legs won’t work properly, and my core is still pulsing with need and want for my mates. “She must be taken to the sacred chambers,” the High Priestess announces. “Before this escalates again.” “She’s mine—” “She belongs to us—” “Touch her again and I’ll rip your throat out!” The triplets’ voices overlap, in both desire and rage but Alpha Lord Theron doesn't bother arguing with them this time.

“Are you the Alpha Queen of the midnight mirage pack? It's like the dust has settled on my soul, allowing my voice to ring clear and true." I noticed her lips twitch, and a realization dawned on me. Her reaction tells it all. I don’t need to probe further. She was the Alpha Queen of the Midnight Mirage Pack. This is Beta Andrian, Alpha Tristan’s beta. It was obvious; there was nothing more to ask. But how? I could feel my heart skip a beat, and then I heaved a sigh. "I see..." was the only word I could mutter under my breath.