Werewolf Queen Novels & Stories

You're saying that my she-wolf's mate is you, the three thousands years old more incubus? [Why not, my queen?! It's not like you've found your mate when you were a twenty five years old she-wolf?] Well, he wasn't wrong thus I sighed. [Yes, doc. I couldn't find my mate because I was busy doing my duty as the last descendant of a great Werewolf clan. I made sure everyone got his or her portion of meals and duties. I could've been the Luna if there was an Alpha born in my generation line. But before that happened, I had been cursed by a Tribrid. Thus I am today a vampire queen can't walk in the daylight losing my she-wolf. The other males born as humans because when the time I was cursed, my wh

She ran her fingers through her hair as she started pacing again, "First Werewolves and now Vampires. Has she started recruiting Humans now to?" "That's not what bothers me." Amira finally spoke up, pausing mid stitch, "She specifically mentioned the Werewolf Queen, but why?" She sat back in the chair, her hands covered in his blood. "Because that's what she is." Aiden said, "She's the Queen." He spoke with disdain on his lips. "A Werewolf though?" She asked him, raising a brow questioningly. "Well, no. She's Human as far as I know." He glanced away, "Is that really what's important here?"

QUEEN VICTORIA'S POV:- The cart finally came to a halt in front of the werewolf palace. I stepped out of the cart. I straightened up my clothes and dusted them if there was any dust on my dress. "Queen Victoria, the Queen of all vampires. I, King Zeus, welcome you to the werewolf kingdom. It is an honour for me to have such an amazing, beautiful and strong lady as a guest at my palace." I heard a deep and raspy voice that made me look up.

She began. "My name is Elara Sterling. Until three years ago I was known as a human businesswoman, an heiress, and then a divorced woman starting over with nothing. Those things are all still true." She paused. "I am also a werewolf. Specifically, I am the Alpha Queen of the supernatural community in North America. Those things are also true. I'm not going to ask you to choose which version of me to believe. They're the same person." The room was very quiet. The kind of quiet that meant everyone in it was paying full attention.

Alona’s eyes widened slightly. “King and Queen?” Cindy giggled. “Maybe you forgot that too. King Shane and Queen Amelia are the rulers of all werewolf packs. They live in the kingdom of Westoria. Red Moon Pack is one of the packs they govern, and Alpha Jake, their son, is the leader here. He is also the future King of the werewolves.” Alona nodded slowly, taking in the information. Cindy turned her to the mirror and smiled. “Perfect. You’re ready.”

This news sent chills down my spine as I know how cruel and unhinged this King can be. She turns out to be the mate of the strongest king of werewolves making her the werewolf's queen. It is an immediate decision for me to send my wolves to spy on them. They come back with the news that she is indeed alive and well and has joined the pack as their new queen. I couldn't believe it. She has done the impossible. I know she is powerful, but this is beyond anything I have ever seen. "My King, the werewolf king has killed one of our spies, and his head is hung on their borders," says one of my strongest rogues.

Warmth instantly filled the room, along with a light that cast deep shadows. "Sit." Karmina gestured to the loveseat as she sat across from it. Chelsea seemed to hesitate until Nol rested a hand on her arm and guided her to the loveseat himself. He, not so kindly, sat her down onto it and returned to Karmina's side silently. "I should commend you." "Why would you do that?" Chelsea asked as she glared at the straightfaced Nol. "Few Werewolves call out to me anymore." Karmina said with a slight pout. "Not since their Queen awakened." The mention of the Werewolf Queen twisted Chelsea's expression of being hateful and regret. "Does it bother you?"

Nodding, he stepped forward again. "I believe you all know her wolf is that of a Lycan," Kaelen said calmly. "From everything we’ve discovered, she is of our lineage, our blood, and is destined to be our queen. We’ve come to take her home with us." A stunned silence followed. The words struck the room like a lightning bolt. Leo sat frozen, his mouth slightly open in shock. “That’s impossible,” he said. “She’s lived with us since she was a child. When has she ever lived with you? What proof do you have?”

Flaring my eyes at the surprise package that these werewolves have coming, I see lots of werewolves racing out of the woods to attack the vampires. The fight is surely going to be bloody, but I wasn't privileged to see it, and I didn't even want to, as Luna took me into the woods. In my mind, I am confused at how she is a queen and doesn't even act like one, like they do in the movies. You know, in most supernatural movies I have watched, the queen is usually the one to be protected by members of her clan, while the king and the rest of their men would be the ones to go to the fight.

The mantle of Luna Queen is not just a title-it is my destiny, to shepherd my family and protect the sanctity of the werewolf world from the encroaching darkness. An owl hoots from the branches above, its call a solemn ode to the night. I tilt my head back, allowing the cool air to caress my face, a momentary reprieve from the intensity that simmers within. There is a balance to maintain, a delicate dance between the ferocity of the wolf and the rationality of the queen. It is a balance I must master if I am to lead with both compassion and conviction.