His Alpha Queen
Kristen Hanshaw · Completed · 175.7k Words
Introduction
Chapter 1
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Has your world ever just stopped spinning? Have you felt that everything that made you comfortable and happy just faded away and left you as an empty and emotional shell? If not, I have. I can assure you it is not a pleasant feeling. I was a happy child. I was considered the pack’s “princess.” My parents doted on me, I was always well-liked, I had plenty of friends, and I had siblings that I was close to. Just one day. That was all it took to turn my world upside down, to turn my outlook on life bleak.
My name is Kataleya Frost and I am the daughter of the Alpha for the White Fang pack. I am 18 years old and I had my first shift at the youngest reported age. Typically, wolves shift at the age of 16 and then we are able to “sniff” our mates when we reach the age of 20.
One of the requirements that my father has in place for our pack is that all wolves must attend training beginning at 16, once you hit the age of 19, you can choose to stop training if you do not want to train. At the age of 11, it is required to attend training, in a beginners format to help us with our transformation. It is said that it would not hurt as much if you condition your body for the training. Since I had shifted earlier than my peers, it hurt like a fucking bitch. When my friends shifted, they told me that it was mild discomfort, but I felt every single one of my bones trying to break simultaneously.
So, here I am now, on what I am going to remember as the worse day of my life, finishing training.
“Kataleya! Wait up!”
I turned around to see my best friend, Oliver, who is the future beta of the pack, running to catch up to me. I looked at him with a grin on my face. “What’s up, Ollie?” He gave me the biggest grin and asked me what my plans were for tonight. “No, no plans. What are you doing tonight?”
“A bunch of us were going to be going to the next pack over for a party they were having. I heard Michael talking about it and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me?”
I did not really want to go. I did not always enjoy the parties that happened with the wolves from the Crimson Sun pack. They were usually wild and ended up with someone getting into trouble, usually my brother, Michael and me. But I know that if I don’t go, then Ollie will go and get himself in trouble. It is only because I care about Ollie that I decided to go to this party.
“Yeah, I guess. I can go. If you promise that you won’t do anything stupid, I don’t need your parents and my parents mad at me.”
Even though Ollie and I are the same age, I am considered the “more responsible” out of the two of us, so whenever we get into trouble, both of our parents always come to me. As the daughter of the Alpha, I am more responsible, and I should know better. Michael and I are used to these lectures. It has gotten to the point where we could probably recite the lectures in our sleep.
“Of course! Of course! I promise we will get into no trouble and at the first sign of trouble we can go home! Is it alright if we just meet at the Crimson Sun pack? My father has some additional training that he wants me to attend, and I think I will be with him all day. Let’s meet at 8 under the big oak tree near the pack entrance to Crimson Sun.” Oliver hugs me, excited that I agreed to go with him to this party.
“ OK, go attend your training. I have some additional work that I have to complete. I have to maintain my 4.0.” Oliver laughed, “Of course. Goddess forbid you receive anything less than an A++ on an assignment.”
We both go our separate ways and I head to the packhouse to do my homework. Typically, the packhouse holds the rank members of the pack, my family doesn’t reside in the packhouse. My father decided when he met my mother that he didn’t want to raise his family in the packhouse, and he built us a house that was about a 10-minute walk from the packhouse. I usually do my schoolwork in the packhouse since I can get away from my brothers. I love my brothers, but they can get on my nerves at the drop of a hat.
I get lost in doing my homework when I check my phone and realize that it is already 7 and I should have been getting ready for the party. I rush to go take my shower and pick out an outfit. I decided on a black halter top, with a high-waisted skirt, and my favorite black heels. I rush around my room getting my make-up together and making my make-up very light. I usually don’t wear a lot of make-up and usually only did when I went to parties with Oliver. I checked the time again and realized that I was going to be late for the meeting with Ollie. I sent him a quick text to let him know I was about to leave my house, but I would be there late and to go ahead and go in without me and I would find him.
As I make my way through the woods, I finally leave my pack territory. I continue trekking through the woods, trying to rush as fast as possible. I don’t like travelling through this area. There is a small section of woods between my pack and the Crimson Sun pack that is considered “No Man’s Land,” otherwise known as rogue territory.
The hair on my skin starts to rise and I get this eerie feeling that I am being watched. I continue trying to rush as quickly as possible just in case there is something in the woods with me. Why did I decide to wear these heels? They are making it hard for me to get through the forest. I hear a twig snap and I whip around. I saw three males step out of the tree line. The smell coming from them was horrendous. Rogues. I don’t think I will be able to take on all three of them though, even with my wolf, it will be difficult.
“Look what we have here, boys. Someone came to play.” The tallest of the three stated.
I quickly looked at all three of them and then took off running. I ran as fast as I could, and I could hear my heart thumping in my ears. I’m not sure if I will be able to outrun the three of them, but I will die trying. The shortest of the three catches up to me and yanks my hair back, throwing me on the ground. “Now, be a good girl and give us what we crave,” he growls at me. One of them grabs my arms and holds them about my head as I continue thrashing and screaming, praying that I am close enough to the Crimson Sun pack for someone to hear me.
My shirt and skirt are ripped off me, leaving me in only my bra and black panties. The tallest man yanked my underwear off and roughly shoved his dick inside of me. I started screaming and yelling even louder, until my voice went hoarse.
“Look boys, we had ourselves a little virgin,” he growled as I continued to cry. They continued to take turns fucking me until they were content, each one pulling out as they finished, shooting their cum onto my stomach. I lay there, whimpering. I gave up. I had no more fight left in me. I wish they would just kill me and put me out of my misery.
I heard rustling coming from the other side of the woods and my three rapists took off running. I try to cry out and scream, but my voice is too hoarse. It comes out as little squeaks and whimpers of pain. I can feel the blood running down my thighs.
“Oh, my Goddess, Kataleya! What happened? Oliver, call my father and your father. Tell them that Kataleya has been injured and needs a pack doctor.”
I have been saved. As Michael goes to pick up my limp body, I can feel the fight leaving me, my adrenaline running out. My eyes start to close, and I am met with blackness.
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