Novels by QueenC

Charlie’s P.O.VEverything hurt like a bitch. Every single ragged breath felt like knifes scraping against my poor lungs, and my whole body was pulsing with a hot furious pain. I was damp with a mixture of sweat, tears, blood, and even some fucking urine. As damn shameful as that was.My jaw ached worse of all, and the lingering taste of cum and sweat made me want to fucking puke. I was so thankful to have been blessed with a vagina, cause I was sure f I was that if I had been a male omega, it wouldn't have stopped at oral sex. Not that I particularly enjoyed taking guy's dicks down the throat, but I'd rather not get pregnant like Ty did.My wolf whimpered sadly at his name, deeply missing the mouthy idiot. I couldn't blame her. I missed him too. To almost a creepy level actually, I've saved a lock of his hair under my pillow. It wasn't for anything weird, I'm not gonna make like a voodoo doll or something.It's just that I found sleeping har

I woke up back in my human form. Which was unsettling. It wasn't that I particularly had a problem with people seeing me naked, nudity was quiet common in the werewolf world. It was more that I was naked, while passed out, completely vulnerable. I didn't feel any soreness down there, so it was probably fine. Still, I needed to be on guard. I couldn't go around sleeping in front of a bunch of strangers.But since I seemed fine, in fact better than fine, I decided to let it go.Instead I focused on the positive. My pain was almost non existent. It was still there but felt dulled and muffled, like it's been smothered in pillows. Even as I moved and sat up, spiking it a little, itremained surprisingly tolerable. I gave a small huff, as I adjusted myself, my body still feeling exhausted after all I put it through. Once I got myself in a semi comfortable spot, I started to examine my surrounding.The room was clean. Almost blinding clean. A bright white, with an almost sickly clean scent

I collapsed the moment I crossed the border. Everywhere fucking hurt. My tail, knee, neck, and side, were pulsing with pain; and the rest of me ached with it. I was exhausted, and the dulling of my pack link wasn't helping. I could feel the strands tying me to them snapping off one by one, and while it wasn't exactly a strong bond, it still was unpleasant. It wasn't safe to just lie there in unmarked territory, especially so close to my old pack. They could easily come and get me here, but it was clear I wasn't moving anytime soon. My body was the equivalent to a sack of bricks thrown into the ocean, and I had no strength to pull it back to the surface. I laid there, panting, and whimpering, because even breathing hurt at this point.I don't know how long I stayed there, it was at least a few hours. Long enough for the sun to slowly rise over me.I just watched it lazily, my mind reeling over what the fuck just happened. I did it. Like I actually escaped, even after our dumbass p

"I can't believe you're actually cutting it," Charlie said as she carefully pulled half my hair into a long braid. The other half already braided and resting over my shoulder."Yeah, I can't even remover the last time it was short," I said as I played with one of the braids. I felt a bit nervous to cut my hair off. The feature I held the most pride in, but I felt it necessary. My hair was carried with it painful memories of rough fingertips and harsh yanks. It also carried my pride, and Charlie's light brushes, but I had a new pride now, and a new love to focus on.Not only that, but if this plan was successful, then hopefully none of the pack would realize my hair had been chopped. So, when they started to send out descriptions of me, they'd be wrong. "Same. Hope you won't look to ugly," Charlie hummed. I rolled my eyes, but didn't reply, allowing a heavy silence as she finished the braid. Wordlessly she grabbed the scissors, and gave me one last look in the mirror. I nodded at her

I was sore the next day. Alpha Xavier had been more then pleased to see me without my cast, and made quick work of bending me over the bed and destroying my ass anew. His scent now clings to me like a disgusting cloud of smoke, along with the stinging stench of sex and pain. I grimaced, a shower was in order, especially given the disaster that was my hair. I couldn't even comp my fingers through a centimeter of long locks, without getting caught in a giant tangle. It was so bad, I thought of cutting some of it off. I wasn't sure if combing out all these blasted knots would be worth it. Trying would probably leave me bald.I hesitated at the thought though. My hair was about all I had left. It was the only thing I could truly call mine. Alpha Xavier now owned my body and my soul, I was forever bound to him, with no escape. And escape, was highly improbable, given how I wasn't allowed to leave this stupid room. My trip to get my cast off was the exception. Which basically meant one thi

Isoon found my self naked on the alpha's bed. His heavy body pinning my own, resting painfully on my casted leg. My throat was rubbed raw from screaming, my nails coated in dried sticky blood, and my chest heaving with excursion. Alpha Xavier was littered in scratch marks ripped across his face and chest, and yet the dick didn't even have the decency to act hurt."Fuck you," I growled at him, as he just continued to smirk down at me before leaning in attaching his mouth to my neck. I shivered feeling his sharp canines rest against my skin, as his giant hand encased my dick. My body has long since betrayed me, going hard in my front and leaking from my back. It felt good physically, which just made it feel so much worse psychologically. I shouldn't enjoy this."You are such a little slut aren't you," he whispered evilly against my ear, as he moved his attack there. I tried to weekly shove him off, but I was drained.