Once Forsaken, Now the Wolf Queen
READING AGE 16+
"Kaelen, you coward!" I shouted, my voice slicing through the wind. "Come out and face me like a man!"
Moments later, his ranks began to part.
"Selene, my love," he said with a faint smile. "Am I to assume this is your... ill-fated attempt at surrender?"
I met his smile with one of my own. "Oh, darling, no. I simply wanted you to take a long, hard look at my face. I want the privilege of looking you in the eyes when I say this: this will be the last face you ever see."
With that, I turned my horse and rode back behind my banners.
"Prepare the lines," I called, my voice resolute. "Let the war begin."
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On the night Selene was to be crowned Luna, her fated mate, the Alpha she had loved since childhood, publicly chose another.
Before the entire pack, he marked a foreign princess, casting Selene aside as “unworthy.”
Betrayed, humiliated and stripped of her son, Selene swore she would avenge.
When a rival Alpha, Draven of the Shadowfangs, offers her his hand, Selene accepts... not for love, but for revenge. Their union is dangerous, defiant, and forbidden… yet the fire between them is undeniable.
Now Selene is no longer the abandoned mate. She's a rising queen, torn between a cursed bond to the man who betrayed her and the intoxicating passion of the enemy who would burn the world for her.
But war is coming. The mate bond aches, the Moon Goddess herself schemes against her, and her son is trapped in the hands of her ruthless ex.
To survive, Selene must shatter destiny itself… even if it means defying gods, breaking bonds, and destroying the Alpha who once claimed her.
This isn’t fate. This is war.
Unfold
Selene
The stone hall of Shadowfang was colder than the storm outside, its high walls lined with torches that flickered against carved wolf sigils. I stood at the center, flanked by Veyra, and Thorne, while the pack crowded the benches, murmuring.
Draven stood close, his bandaged arm stiff at his side, but his warmth didn’t reach me. Last night’s promise in the temple felt fragile now, silent since we left the courtyard. Torren leaned against a pillar with his arms crossed, his face was unreadable, his eyes burning when they flicked my way. Elara’s death was a wound we all carried, but...
At this moment, Selena thought that Carter was moved, he finally recognized the truth and loved her again. But the more she expected, the more she was disappointed.
Then, he said to her, "I love your sister, I will never love you!" and sent her to prison cruelly.
Five years later, Selena came back.
He suddenly became nice to her, and even kissed her in front of everyone. I’m sorry and I will spend the rest of my life to compensate you. Will you forgive me?"
Selena laughed coldly, "Forgive you? I won’t forgive you until you’re dead!"
Everything changed when I turned eighteen. The love I had for him turned into something strange I couldn't control. I began to crave things I shouldn't get from him.
For years, I craved to have him, but the forbidden relationship couldn't let me cross the line.
I came home for a few weeks school break and found him more attractive. The first night back f, I woke to my mother’s moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the house.
I shouldn’t have listened. I definitely shouldn’t have touched myself. But I ended up fingering myself while thinking of him devouring me. As forbidden as it was, I wished I was the one he was fucking.
The next morning, my mother announced we were moving into my stepdad’s new house.
After packing our stuff, only one seat was left in the car. So I ended up sitting on my stepdad's lap while my mom drove.
In the backseat, while my mother focused on the road, strange movements were made, and I ended up crossing the line I've been holding for years. And after we arrived home, I was still NOT satisfied.
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EXCERPTS...
I could feel the warmth of her pussy on my cock and I realized there was only a thin layer of her green panties separating my still hard cock from her wet pussy. She noticed me looking and she looked down too. She gave a slow humping motion and grinded her pussy over my hard cock. We both moaned, looking down. She humped again. This time I grinded back and made her hips tremble. She closed her eyes and we both slowly grinded each other for a moment. Going slower with each rock of our hips. She lifted her head quickly, flipping her strawberry blonde hair back and opening her blue eyes. She took a real deep breath in and let it out loud.
"Ahhh..." she sighed. Looking down at me, she smiled and raised one eyebrow as if I was meant to say something.
I pointed my finger towards my temple, "You still got some in your hair."
Daniel Walker has been part of my life since I was ten.
For twelve years, he was simply the man I called my stepdad—the man who attended my graduation, supported my dreams, and treated me like the daughter he never had.
Then I turned twenty-one.
My mother left for Europe.
And Daniel moved into my penthouse.
Suddenly, I was seeing the man behind the role I had always known.
The powerful businessman came home exhausted and barefoot.
The man who always wore expensive suits started wandering around the kitchen at midnight in nothing but sweatpants.
The stepfather who once lectured me about boys started watching every man who looked my way.
And the closer we became, the harder it became to remember that we were supposed to be family.
Then Ethan moved into the penthouse next door.
He was young.
Single.
Available.
And determined to have me.
Daniel hated him from the beginning.
At first, I thought it was because Daniel was protective.
Then I realized the truth.
He wasn't acting like my stepfather.
He was acting like a man who was terrified another man might take away the woman he wanted.
I should have walked away.
Instead, I pushed him.
I tested him.
And eventually, behind the locked doors of our penthouse, we crossed a line neither of us could uncross.
Now we're living a double life.
In public, he's my stepfather.
Behind closed doors, he's the man I can't stop craving.
But our six months alone are almost over.
My mother is coming home.
And someone has discovered our secret.
Soon, the entire world will know what happened behind our penthouse doors.
And when the truth comes out, I will have to choose between the family I was born into...
And the forbidden man I was never supposed to love.
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You think you know what you're getting into? You don't have a freaking clue.
This isn't some tasteful romance where the camera pans away. This is the raw, uncut NC-17 version of your filthiest 3 am fantasies...the ones you would never admit to anyone, not even yourself.
We're talking Daddies who don't ask for permission because you already gave it with those desperate eyes. Men old enough to be completely off limits but experienced enough to make you forget your own name. They'll bend you over their desk, fuck you silent at family dinners and make you call them Daddy, while reminding you how young and tight you are.
Trigger warnings? Everything here is designed to trigger you. Age gaps that'll get you disowned. Rough hands leaving fingerprints bruises on your hips. Choking that blurs your vision while he calls you his perfect little slut. Public sex in places around because one man didn't enough.
These men don't make love...they fuck, claim, own. They'll use every hole like it belongs to them, because it does. Degrade and worship you on the same breath. Call you their dirty girl while balls deep making you scream.
If you need gentle romance, respectful heroes, and fade to black scenes...run. this might traumatize you.
But if you're still here, thighs clenched, heartbeat racing, knowing exactly what you want and unafraid to take it....
Be a good girl, turn that page and let Daddy show you what you've been missing.
The next day, during an Argentina match, with the excuse that I was too panicked to sit on the floor because of rat, he invited me to sit on his lap. Right there on the couch, with my oblivious mom standing mere inches behind us, we did the impossible.