Novel & Cerita Triple-s Beast Queen: Taming The Alpha Legion

The Queen is pregnant and she's conceiving their first breed. He took her out from the Canary palace while the Rogue's slipped in without their guard. They sneaked in without being noticed by Lucian's Zeta. They're a group of wolves trained to become a warriors. They all got drunk after the little party in the Kingdom. Alpha King Lucian, with his ten packs, travelled alongside the forest to haunt and looked for their foods. He's the one who took the lead beacuse he wanted to impressed his Luna Cena and he let his Beta Amir to guard his wife. At first Amir opposed but he couldn't break the Alpha's decision so he had to follow his instructions without a second thought. -------------

"Wait a minute... Did you just say your mates?" "Yes" I added shrugging my shoulders. At that moment, her eyes flashed with intensity and her face became completely shocked. "Vanessa, don't tell me that means... Fuck!" she said with a booming scream. At that moment Camila places a hand over her mouth and lets out a loud sigh. "Shit...shit!" she mutters over and over again. "Yes, my mates are the alpha triplets" I said not knowing what expression to use. Camila was dumbfounded and exclaimed, "That's impossible! But what about the Goddess in the Moon, what will you do?".

“Oh, you finally made it here, Alpha Obie. Where are the remaining two Alphas?” “… well, that hurt my feelings, I’m the strongest among us three.” The Beast being boasted, covered in white fur that wavered down his head to his tail and almost covering the whole hands, feet and face, not a cloth worn; behind his back hung a golden cudgel and a golden circlet that faintly shows around his hairy head. “So the two alone can govern the Beast kingdom when I’m away.” He looked around. “Where’s Queen Aegle? I heard from many mouths here and there that she’s getting more and more younger by the day, I need some advice on how to make my old face younger.” Alpha Obie picked his ear as he spoke. “Where’

Marcus, Caleb's Beta, went to his knee. Vera, the senior council member, went to hers. Caleb stood. He was the only one who remained standing, which was correct because he was the Alpha of the receiving pack and standing was his protocol, and also because he appeared to be using every available resource to simply remain upright, which Aria recognized and noted without making anything of it. Alexander's hand remained at her back. The morning was clear and still around all of it. Aria looked at the kneeling wolves of Silver Fang and she thought about eighteen years of cold hallways and borrowed dresses and a basement room with a broken heating vent and a mirror propped against the wall for lac

When Tora’s head slowly looked in my direction, I could see yellow and orangish flecks swirling in her eyes. “Maggie. We haven’t had the chance to properly meet. I am Alida or Cheyenne, whatever you want to call me. I am the Queen Alpha for all the wolves and lycans species. I promise you, I mean no harm to Tora. She is my friend, as I hope you will be some day too.” I said as calm as I could with a soft smile on my face. Maggie let out a huff and a little grey smoke came out of Tora’s little button nose. That’s when Jax put his hand on her shoulder causing her to turn towards him.

One by one, voices lifted until the night sky rang with a sound that shook the very stones beneath their feet. It was not a battle cry. It was not defiance. It was something older, something sacred. The recognition of a bond no wolf alive could deny. The world had changed. There would be no going back. Four Alphas. Four packs. And at the center of it all—one Queen Luna, bound in blood and storm, uniting them in ways none of them had ever believed possible.

“I didn’t come to take your crown, Garron. I came to offer you a choice. Stand with me against Lucian, or watch him burn your lands next.” The Alpha shifted back, breathing hard, his chest smeared with blood. He studied her for a long moment, then laughed—a deep, booming sound that carried through the trees. “You’ve got fangs after all,” he said, voice grudgingly respectful. “Fine. Ironfang stands with the Silver Queen. But if you fall, we fall only for ourselves. Understand?” Lyra nodded, the tension in her shoulders easing. “Understood.” The Ironfang wolves howled again, this time not with mockery but in salute.

Kurt roared, charging forward with fierce resolve. ********** The triplets arrived at Malta's residence like a force of nature, their forms shifting seamlessly between human and beast as they blurred into motion. Their eyes blazed with a fierce determination, their movements fluid and precise as they swiftly dispatched Malta's men, a horde of over fifty werewolves and vampires who stood guard around the Alpha King's stronghold. Tricc led the charge, his tiger form a whirlwind of claws and teeth as he tore through the enemy ranks with primal savagery. His roars echoed through the night, a symphony of wrath that struck fear into the hearts of Malta's minions.

He filled me with his hot, thick release, a deep, pulsing wave that left us both trembling violently. I arched off the furs, my own climax hitting me like a physical blow, my walls pulsing tightly around him as the final thread of the old bond snapped, cementing my place as the true, undisputed Luna of the territory. Slowly, the heavy, chaotic panting slowed. Braham collapsed his heavy weight over me, his face still buried in the bloody, marking wound on my shoulder, his breathing a low, protective purr against my skin. Surrounded by the scent of musk, blood, and the heavy, undeniable power of the alpha bond, I closed my eyes, knowing that the girl who had arrived at this territory was compl

Alpha Gali Blackmoor POV “Tarquin, the exact second our ears heard little Malek Thorncrest was under the weather and admitted to the Silverclaw Chamber, our boots braved the mountain snow to see his wolf,” Aunt Allegra says, her face full of giant displeasure as she leads the pack elders down the corridor. “A ‘thank you’ is the absolute least our bloodline expects from your mouth. Now your armor is not thanking our arrival but barring the wooden door. What is the true meaning of this, Alpha?”