Wof Queens Novels & Stories

“The light that touched us—” “Belonged to a child,” the Queen interrupted, crouching. Her fingertips brushed the stone floor, reverent and possessive. “A pure White Wolf. Born tonight. A male.” A ripple of dread passed through the coven. “One I can breed,” the Queen added calmly. “No prophecy speaks of a White Wolf returning,” one witch whispered, shaking. “That line died centuries ago.” The Queen smiled—without warmth. “Apparently, their Goddess disagrees.” She rose, cloaks swirling around her legs like living shadows.

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

"Start over with what?" "Building your own kingdom," Victoria said, turning to me, a fire of ambition in her eyes. "One that doesn't depend on any man, that isn't controlled by anyone. A kingdom that only you can destroy." I looked at this powerful woman—my mother—and suddenly, I understood. Maybe we were both fools once. But the age of fools was over. It was our turn to be queens.

I said, “As I heard, the queen is really sick,” Levi responded while taking my sword to check. “At least she didn’t call Kate, too.” “Yes.. I mean no, there is nothing about Kate, I have no problem with Kate becoming the next Queen.” My elder sister Kate. She had been my sister and companion since childhood. Our mother, the greatest Alpha Queen, was always consumed by her duties, leaving Kate and the servants to care for me. Unlike me, Kate had short black hair, she was always sharp and confident. Our mother adored her, nurturing her in ways I could only watch from afar. I may have looked like my mother, but I rarely saw her, and the distance between us had always been clear.

Queen gave her last warning and looked at everyone for the last time got up from the gathering and went out of there. And a day came when the power of the Queen doubled. Because the Queen got not one, not two but five mates. This was the biggest and most pleasant shock of her life for Queen. Those four mates were strong male alphas from different packs. Queen's fifth mate was a girl who was Alpha's daughter. Along with Queen, other mates also did not want to leave their pack.

He smiles, taking a breath before speaking "You're an Alpha Queen, my love." Excuse me? Me, someone who has barely learned how to be a Luna? "I'm-I'm a what now?" I stutter "England and Australia both have Alpha Kings, you're the Alpha of Alpha's technically. You can command any werewolf, and you'll end up making all the other Alphas submit to you and your rule." Max cuts in I say nothing, now that I can avoid. Motherhood will come first. It's debatable on which one will be scarier, but I have no desire to deal with that Alpha Queen business for the time being.

After breakfast, Darina reported for her training, and the queen greeted her with a bitter smile, ready to humiliate her. "My dear, I see Royal etiquette has already overwhelmed you since you’ve started dining only at the pack house." "Not at all, Your Majesty. I simply want to understand the pack better." "Very well," the queen said through gritted teeth. "Surely you didn’t manage to read all the books I sent you." "I read them all." "Great," the queen said, clearly surprised but unconvinced. "Then I hope you don’t mind a little quiz. What was the name of the first werewolf queen?" "Gaia."

"Do not oppress the humans in a show of strength or superiority. They are under our protection, not our slaves. Each of you must train a small group of elite wolves who will rotate and patrol the woods every night until I return. Is that clear?" A chorus of "Yes, Alpha Valen" rang out. Then, one of them raised a hand. It was Alpha Forrest. "I have a question, your majesty." "Speak," I said. "I think the issue of the Queen is important," Forrest said, shifting his weight. "That’s another thing causing unrest. Members of the packs have been speculating amongst themselves who will complete the mating with the Omega. They worry that if it’s not you, you might go... pardon me, mad."

“So you're the queen? It's Daphne I've heard so much about.” “Why are you doing this? Wasn't what you did to the werewolf kingdom after the war enough?” Daphne sniffed, trying to speak clearly. “Why do all of this?” Osborne laughed, “How cute. You think that would satisfy me. You know nothing of revenge.” Daphne shook her head, “They didn’t–” “Is there a child of the Royal family still alive?” Osborn asked with a sneer. Owen tensed just slightly and tightened his grip on her a little bit. “Does the werewolf kingdom still exist? Do they still feel safe?”

music started playing announcing the queen then the queen walked in. She looked around 18 years old, and she was the one that smelled amazing. As soon as I looked in her eyes my wolf was running around shouting MATE!! MATE!! MATE!! I gasped she didn’t even have her wolf yet not to mention she thinks she’s HUMAN I screamed at my wolf. When it was my chief turn to speak to the queen, I stood behind him and looked at the queen. I was shocked to see she had blonde hair and blue eyes that were the traits only the werewolf royalty could have. I noticed she was staring at me as well. I guess it was because of the mate bond even though she didn’t have her wolf, yet she would next week on her 19th b