All Chapters of A Queen Among Alphas: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Vitali and Tyson are ahead of me trying to outdo each other but I’m keeping a steady pace. It’s a marathon, not a sprint. There’s no prize for first place but I still save my energy for the final lap, unlike these two. Running isn’t just about staying fit; it’s about understanding and increasing our stamina; learning how to preserve our energy and when to tap into it. Every exercise we do has a purpose, but most don’t seem to get that. “Good morning, sweetheart,” comes my father’s voice through the pack-link. “Good morning dad,” I say cheerfully. “How’s training this morning?” “So far so good, I’m on my tenth lap,” I tell him. “Keep it up. After training, come to my office, we need to talk about your Alpha ceremony,” he tells me, and I detect an edge to his voice. “Is everything okay?” “Just some matters we need to be prepared for. Also, your mother wants to go over some party details with you.” “Don’t you want to help her with that?” I ask slyly. “That’s not funny, Amelia. I

We cross a few more T’s dot a few I’s and I rush out of the office taking my empty plate with me. I run the plate to the kitchen – vowing to return for more food soon – run all the way to my suite, dash into my room and jump in the shower. Once I’m clean I run into my closet and get dressed opting for black skinny jeans, Vans, and a white turtleneck. I leave my hair down to dry and race down to the Delta suite on the third floor. Days like today I am grateful for wolf speed, although you really can’t rush a shower. Well, maybe if you’re Superman or the Flash. I ring the buzzer and wait. A moment later Chris is answering the door with a relieved look on his face. “That was quick,” he smiles. “You know I hate to keep people waiting,” I say stepping in. He nods in agreement shutting the door behind me. The suites are all relatively the same with the main entrance of the suites being communal areas. In this one, the door is on the far right side of the room and stepping in the first t

Returning to the packhouse Zara’s appearance gets a lot of notice. People nod in respect, some look concerned while others are smirking. Vitali bounds over to us with a big smile on his face.“Good morning birthday ladies. Want me to hose you down?” he asks jovially. Zara just snorts, though I can tell she is very tempted by the offer of playing with a hose. Sometimes she’s like a giant puppy dog.“I heard that! How very dare you?!” she exclaims making me chuckle. Zara pushes herself back and pushes me forward as I take over the shift and with a quick burst of heat I’m back on two legs and throwing my clothes back on.“So what did you find for her this time?” he asks curiously.“A moose, a huge one,” I grin proudly as his eyes widen.“Not that I’m surprised, but way to go, Zara,” he applauds making Zara preen inside my head. The moment is interrupted by a s

You ever have those moments in life that feel like the calm before the storm? That’s what I’m realising yesterday was. Yesterday was filled with joy and celebration, but ever since I woke up this morning I’ve felt the clouds of impending doom lingering over me. Bad things are coming. Call it wolf senses, women’s intuition or whatever you like, but I can feel in my very bones that trouble is waiting for me just around the corner. The day has been another round of festivities. The outdoor rave was dismantled in record time and replaced by a good old fashioned barbeque. Picnic tables with the classic red and white checkered cloths have been set up around the back of the packhouse and a small stage has been erected. I’m dressed in a simple white satin blouse and a full length ruffled white skirt with white sandals. Casual but classy. This should be a positive setting, but unlike the excited energy, I felt yesterday, today everyone feels apprehensive and it has me on edge

This past week has been hectic as hell. After getting challenged; killing two people I was practically raised by and getting my nose fixed, I got started on my Alpha duties. The following day we had a ceremony officially making Vitali, Tyson and Chris my Beta, Gamma, and Delta. It went off without a hitch and the transition process for the most part has been pretty smooth. We then had a small funeral for Beta Declan and Saree, to which very few showed up to. Since then we’ve been in meetings each day going over pack paperwork and evaluating the current state of the pack and discussing what changes – If any – we’d like to make. Tyson has begun implementing his new training regime which everyone seems to be loving so far. As the Gamma, his job is to oversee the training of pack members, our warriors and handle overall pack security. His father wasn’t thrilled about him making changes to the training routine of the pack, but once he saw it in action, the pride was all o