The forbidden alpha queen

A new name

VICTORIA’S POV

I woke up in a comfortable room and with bright lights. I could tell that I wasn’t alone in the room even though I hadn’t opened up my eyes yet. I hesitated to open my eyes because a part of me was scared that I would open my eyes only to be greeted by James and the elders. Maybe they had seen that I didn’t die and they sent someone to make sure I didn’t live to see another day. I was lying in bed having this conversation by myself in bed. I was going back and forth wondering what I would do if this turned out to be James and the elders discussing how they could just finish me off and make sure I didn’t keep coming back.

I could hear the male and the female voice as they discussed how I was doing and wondered how I had ended up in the situation that I had found myself in. Even though I couldn’t see where I was, I somehow felt very safe. I didn’t know who I was with or what their intentions with me where but I didn’t feel like my life was threatened. The scent that was in the room was all too familiar.

It felt as if I already knew this male wolf that was hear. I couldn’t feel my wolf stirring up from within me protectively and that’s how nice knew that this was my mate. It wasn’t the same that I had left back home, for some reason this was my second mate even though my first mate was still alive. I had never accepted the first mate so I thought maybe this was the moon goddess trying to give me another chance at love. Nit that I even needed another chance at love, my life was too messed up for me to even think about being in love or chasing some kind of love.

I finally decided to open my eyes and check who was in the room with me instead of all these assumptions that were driving me crazy.

The brightness of the room was making my eyes sting each time I opened them and my chest was burning. I was struggling to breathe and I wondered why it was taking this long for my body to heal. Was it because I was in this strange place or maybe I was too injured for my body to try to heal itself.

“oh, she is awake..” I heard a voice said and I wanted to see the person saying this but I realized that I had a stiff neck as I tried to turn my head.

“Relax…just breathe slowly” the guy standing next to me said. I couldn’t identify his scent. He didn’t smell like a wolf and he didn’t smell human either. Surprisingly he was the one who had the sweetest scent and smelled like my mate.

He moved closer to me and the closer he came to me the more I didn’t understand his scent. The more he came closer to me the more scared I got and the more I wanted to get away from him. The sweet scent that I had picked before was still there bur there was a note of danger that I picked as he came closer and closer to me.

I panicked and tried to get up but struggled. How could I tell relax when I didn’t even know what kind of a creature I was dealing with

He helped me lie back on the bed again and then checked my temperature.

“You need to relax, you are safe here” he said “do you remember what happened to you?” he asked me.

“do you remember how you ended up here?” he asked again, it seemed that they had all been waiting for me to wake up so that they can just around me with all these questions.

How could I not remember the betrayal? The betrayal I felt when I realized that my uncle had been planning this from the day my father died? How could I not remember the fact that my life was doomed from the moment I was born all because I was a girl? How could I forget the outdated customs that my kingdom followed? I couldn’t control my tears at that point and the doctor seemed like he didn’t know how to deal with my outburst.

“Please call the boss” he said to the nurse and I suddenly felt like I was in trouble.

What the hell was wrong with me? I was a wolf, I highly trained wolf and there was no way I could ever get in trouble with humans or whatever specie they were. If I wanted to, I could easily kill all of them and it wouldn’t be anything. But they had saved my life and I was grateful for that.

“oh…she is awake” I heard a man say as he walked in. I could tell that he was the man that had found me from the sound of his voice. I had been eager to see the face of the man who had saved me and how now that I was looking at him I couldn’t stop staring at him.

Now I could understand why I had lost track of the sweet scent that had filled my nose as soon as I woke up. I had been so convinced that one of these people in my room was my mate and was wondering why their scent was so weak but now I could understand. Their scent was so weak because they were not my mate, the scent as weak because the owner of the scent was not in the room when I woke up his his scent had lingered a little longer. He was also the wolf that I couldn’t rank of identify. He looked like he was the alpha of this place and yet he didn’t look like an alpha. He smelled strange but he certainly didn’t look like an alpha.

He was everything that any girl would as their night in shining Armour to be but at the same time he wasn’t what I had imagined him to be. He was a big muscular guy with tattoos that were covering both his arms. He was quiet tall and I was certain that if I was standing next to him I would be up to his shoulders. The wolf in me immediately started sizing him up and I couldn’t help wondering who would win if we were in a fight.

Even though I was a girl and I was now living as one I still had the tendencies and habits that I used to have when I was supposed to be a boy.

“Did she tell you what her name is?” he asked cutting through my thoughts and that is when I remembered that I never had a girl name. My father refused to give me a girl name because he always thought that would make me attached to an identity that I couldn’t never assume. My mind started racing as I tried to figure out what name I could give him but I had nothing.

He didn’t even seem to be affected or to care about the fact that I was his mate. This wasn’t what I was expecting, as a matter of fact I was beginning to believe that I had been lied to when it came to mates. I had been told that it would be magical when you first tour mate and yet it hadn’t been that for me even when I met my first mate. My first mate was even worse because he had watched then try to kill me and did nothing. I had been told that a mate would risk his own life to protect and keep you safe yet the mates I had been cursed with didn’t see to have a care I the world about my wellbeing.

I couldn’t even believe how I was upsetting myself over a wolf I knew nothing about. A wolf that couldn’t be identified and was clearly way below my standard. But what standard did I have now that I had been banished and turned into a royal rogue wolf?

“No she didn’t tell us, she was struggling to get any words now but I think she is fine now” the doctor said.

“What is your name?” he demanded, his voice roaring with authority. I was an alpha wolf but his voice made me want to somehow recoil and bow down to him. There was something authoritative about his voice. It was contrary to the way he smelled. If I had ever questioned why any of these wolves would follow him I could understand now.

“my name is…. I don’t remember” I instantly lied. I wasn’t about to tell him what my name is because that was embarrassing. I couldn’t introduce myself as Wyatt because I didn’t intent to continue living my life as Wyatt. Introducing myself as Wyatt meant that I would gave to follow-up with an explanation as to why I had a boy name. Then I would have to tell him and everyone else my life story giving them a chance to make fun of me and that was just something I wasn’t going to allow to happen to me right now.

“Oh that is normal… it is to be expected especially after what she has been through” the doctor said.

“Well that just won’t do, how long will this stage last?” the bossy guy asked. He seemed impatient and I assumed that was because he wanted to know more about me and how I ended up here. He probably wanted to know who wanted to kill me and if I was some kind of wanted criminal. That gave me hope because if that was what he thought then it meant he hadn’t figured out that I was a royal wolf and that meant that what James and Verena had done to keep me hidden all those years ago had worked.

“it could be a few days but that depends on what she went through prior to almost drowning” he said.

“Then we need to give her a name, how will I speak to someone who doesn’t have a name?” he asked seemingly annoyed by the fact that I didn’t know my own name. I had to keep reminding myself that I wasn’t an alpha wolf here, I couldn’t even identify the kind of creatures I was surrounded by and not only did I have to act like one of them to fit in but I also had to learn how to act like them.

“I can’t go around referring her as the girl, she needs to be named because regaining her memory may take longer than just a few days” he said.

“well I think I will leave that decision to you” the doctor said.

“Victoria.. she looks like a Victoria. That is probably her name anyway. Did you see the clothes she was wearing? What kind of young beautiful woman dresses like that?” he asked and I wondered what was wrong with the way I was dressed. I wanted to be offended by what she was saying but at the same time I was distracted by his icy blue eyes. They made me wonder what kind of person he was and why he seemed like he wanted to keep me here.

“I think Victoria is a perfect name for her” the doctor said looking at me as if he was expecting me to disagree with him or say that I didn’t like the name. I actually like the name because it was no where near to being similar to the name that I had been using my whole life.

I wanted to distance myself from my old life as much as I could but at the same time I didn’t want to just give up on kingdom. Everyone back home probably felt betrayed and hated me for the betrayal but I was also a victim. James had inly told them half the story and he hand stole them that he had contributed to this whole situation.

I was going to stay here Intel I gained back my strength and until I had a solid plan on what to do and how to get back what was rightfully mine. There was no way that I was going to allow James to get away with everything that he had done to me and all that he was stolen to me. I was going to punish him the way thieves deserved to be punished. He was no better than a thief because what he had done was thieving and I was going to cut off his hands after taking back what he stole from me.