Novel & Cerita Werewolf Queen

– asks the king in disbelief. - I will not support you if your decisions do not deserve my support, but above all, I will no longer remain in the shadows, and I will genuinely play my role. I am not your servant, Aethelwulf, I am the queen of the werewolves. I'm the Luna of this pack, and you know better than anyone what that represents. As Luna, I'm the mother of the pack. As queen, I am the mother of our entire species. Above all, I'm your equal. I'm not less than you, even though I've acted as if I were all my life, so you have no power over my decisions, any more than I have over yours, but… - Aethelwulf was getting very red. - However, as you are my mate and because you are the love of

The last one I had sent, Hanson, tried to betray me and take over the Realm on his own but ended up being killed by the half-witch, half-werewolf that was supposed to help us take over. "It seems the witch that told us of the prophecy failed to give us all the information we needed. We didn't only need the Half Witch Half Werewolf. There are also two other females we need to take over Earth's Realm. One of them is a she-wolf who will be the most powerful leader." "That must be the Werewolf Queen. She is the only female that was born first to a Royal," I said "I agree," Marcus said "And what about the third?" I asked

“I never thought I could love anyone as much as I love your mother. I was wrong.” Ingrid smiles seeing her mate admire their daughter. “Marya Ingrid Conrad, the next Queen of all werewolves,” Bär announces to the room. “Perfect name,” Ingrid tells him. “I love you,” Bär tells her. Next door is very different.

In her place sat the queen of an empire my brother had built, with a man feared throughout the packs by my side. Roland is now free from his curse. His handsome face now always greets anytime and anyone he meets. And apparently, as the Black Moon Pack, the Blue Star Pack, and Rose Sky Pack no longer have Alphas with them, it all now belongs to me. I am Farrah Sewell, the newly crowned Alpha Queen, the Queen of all werewolves, blessed by the Moon Goddess—and Roland is my beastly mate who was once a cursed troll. THE END

"After her come the Senior Wolves, the elders of our kind. They've existed for millions of years, powerful beings who grant us our abilities. They can also strip us of those powers. They are immortal, like wandering souls." "Then there's the King, the most powerful of all werewolves, the Alpha of every Alpha. His word is law. He protects us from threats and enemies." "And then there's the Queen, the King's mate. She takes care of the kingdom, as powerful as the King himself. She's like a mother to every werewolf, the Luna of Lunas." The word 'Luna' struck a chord within me, but I kept quiet, deciding to ask about it later.

Fuck, this was nothing of this earth. "I did not invite you in," A voice boomed, both young and old. New and broken. Shivers dug their way up my legs, rattling my knees slightly. "I never thought I would see the Killer Queen tremble this much." A mocking laughed followed. Katharine's teeth were warped, like she had tried prying them from her mouth. Faint outlines of shadow created the illusion of antlers from her head. "What are you?" I mumbled, unable to fully catch my breath. The thing smiled back cruelly and I could hear many civilizations wither and die within each word it spoke afterwards.

Fear flashes through her eyes the moment my fangs begin to grow. She swallows hard but nods obediently, exposing her neck carefully. I step closer. The scent of blood immediately fills my senses. Warm. Tempting. I grip her waist lightly and lean closer to her throat. Then “Can I have a word with you?” I freeze instantly. Lila. I pull away from the maiden with irritation already rising inside me. “I am busy,” I reply lazily. I turn back toward the girl again. But Lila speaks once more. “It is about Queen Kiana.”

After all, our priests had always used it in purification rituals for the pack. The islanders began breeding Reveira Frogs and cultivating Valerian Octornia. They were busier than ever, but their smiles were brighter, their laughter more frequent. I purchased another island, setting up a company and factories under my human identity. Orders flooded in from every corner of the world, and the wealth in my hands multiplied. With it, the werewolf pack flourished. I bought more islands. Built schools. Developed infrastructure. Improved the quality of life for our people.

A powerful snarl rumbled from his chest. He had transformed. A werewolf. And then he spoke, his voice low and commanding. “I am the King of the Moonbound Werewolves. Eryx Bloodban.” he said. And that’s when everything went black.

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from