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Claimed By The Alpha Queen

Claimed By The Alpha Queen

ABEL "I will personally inform his majesty King Roderick that the Princess of Silvermere bought the slave as a gift for her father," Sir Bowman says, bowing in front of the young future alpha queen of Silvermere. She is enticingly beautiful just as the stories say. But why is she buying me? There are many more stronger slaves she could have picked. "We would have loved to clean him up for you if you weren't in such a hurry to-" "Is that the actual illegitimate Prince?" she cuts off the guard, her powerful but mesmerizing voice resonating with authority. "Yes your highness. This is the bastard son of his majesty's banished wife," Sir Bowman affirms, stepping aside to give the lady an unobstructed view. * * * * * * Abel Everhart was falsely declared an illegitimate son of King Roderick when the alpha king wanted to get rid of his human mother for being a commoner. After his mother was falsely accused of infidelity and banished from the palace, Abel was turned into a slave of their kingdom. He has lived in service of his father's new wives and their prestigious sons who got everything they wanted. But now the ancient crown of Elowen has awakened and about to choose it's new heir. As a human slave Abel only looks forward to seeing the famous and beautiful Princess and future alpha queen of Silvermere, Rowena, during the ceremony. He is however unaware that he is the crown's chosen heir until Rowena offers a thousand gold coins to buy him as her slave before anyone else can realize his worth. ROWENA I am not your typical Princess, or ever a damsel in distress. I am a rebel spirit waiting to be alpha queen. I know how to claim what I want, but saving a Prince in distress wasn't exactly my goal. More so when he is of King Roderick's selfish bloodline. But my mind changed as soon as I saw my human slave, Abel Everhart. There was an attractive fire in his eyes even as he knelt in front of me. He may be the heir to the mightiest crown, but right now he is my property. And I will do with him as I please.
Stabbed in silver: his blade, her blood

Stabbed in silver: his blade, her blood

Please, please, Moon Goddess grant me a second chance", She pleads. These were the cries of Trisha Crescent as she watched her only daughter being slaughtered before her eyes. A once powerful Luna of the Moonstone pack, was betrayed by her own pack.The one meant to protect her. Her mate was the one who drove a silver blade through her heart, drawing her last breath. Betrayed. Slaughtered. Murdered. Death was supposed to be the end but the moon Goddess answered. She was reincarnated 100 years later, in a different timeline. In this life she was not a Luna. She was human. Until a few weeks to her eightieth birthday when strange things started happening to her. Dreams of a wolf haunting her, the dead body of her aunt and the return of his long lost father. It didn't end there. She felt the pull for the first time, the awakening of her wolf and her past memories. The Moon Goddess blesses but this is more like a curse. Because in this life, she finds him again. Alpha Crimson Stark. Her mate. The man who slaughtered her was also reincarnated. And yet still they are mated to each other in this timeline. Their bonds, fragile yet undeniable. Will history repeat itself? Or will she write her own story? Will their love conquer the betrayal of the past? As Trisha embarks on this journey, she unravels hidden truth. The truth that questions everything she thought she knew. The truth that will shatter the lives of her and those around her including Crimson Stark. Her mate.
The Secret Mistress: Poisoning The Alpha's Unborn Heir

The Secret Mistress: Poisoning The Alpha's Unborn Heir

On my wedding night, I waited for the fated spark. Instead, I found a fresh tattoo on my Alpha husband's chest. Beneath the ink lay a jagged bite mark. Jameson had marked Caren, the wolf-less Omega, just hours before our ceremony. When I confronted him, he called me paranoid. But the betrayal didn't stop at infidelity. On my birthday, Caren brought me "fertility tea." I smelled the metallic tang of Wolfsbane immediately—a poison deadly to our kind. I refused to touch it, but Jameson’s eyes flashed with dominance. "Drink it. That is an order." He used the Alpha Voice to force the poison down my throat. As my throat seized and I clawed at the carpet, dying, he didn't help me. When I reached for the antidote, he shoved me into the wall to protect Caren, accusing me of trying to attack her. I woke up in the hospital to the devastating news: the poison had killed our unborn pup. Yet, Jameson still shielded his mistress, baring his fangs at his own mother to keep Caren safe. He thought he could fix it. He thought he still owned me. "Sit! I command you to stay!" He roared the Alpha Command, expecting me to kneel. But his authority shattered along with my heart. I didn't just sign the divorce papers. I walked out to the parking lot under the full moon and rejected the bond, watching him collapse in agony. Then, the "broken" wolf he despised finally shifted. I rose as the legendary White Wolf, and left him howling in the dirt.