Alpha Forbidden Mate

Stanley stood outside the opulent business complex. He held the documents in his hand, as his chest raced.He walked into the human world to get himself job opportunities. He left everything away—his house in the pack and title as the Alpha.Now, this is a new life for him. One away from the pack trouble and yearly rejection.He walked into the building and approached the female attendant.She gave him a smile as he walked closer to her. "You must be Stanley Wood—"He nodded."Okay, the MD has been expecting you." She walked out from her counter with a smile."Come with me."Her legs clicked against the tile floor, each step getting closer to the brown, 6'7 feet door.The door felt hard to get close to, for Stanley. He didn't know what hid behind those closed doors.The young lady knocked on the door. "Come in!" a voice said from the other side.The voice—cold and calm.It felt familiar to Stanley.The door swung open. A man sat backing the office entrance.Stanley walked in slowly, a

The morning sun crept in through the blinds.Stanley sat on the edge of Joshua’s bed, already dressed in yesterday’s clothes. His fingers nervously toyed with the hem of his shirt, heart heavy but… different.Not broken.Not numb.Grounded.Last night hadn’t magically fixed everything. But for once, Stanley felt like he could breathe without guilt choking him.Joshua stirred behind him, then sat up, rubbing his eyes. “You’re leaving?”Stanley turned slightly, offering a faint smile. “I have to go back home.”Joshua blinked. “why?” Stanley looked at the person he had a stand with. He took a deep breathe in and out. "My parents need me, but I hate them and what they stand for. They're evil and want me to become what I don't want..." Stanley looked at Joshua. Joshua sat there with something like pity laced with in his eyes. "I just have to obey them and act like a fool."" Sad for you, though." Joshua said. " I'm an orphan, so I can't really relate." Stanley have a light smile, tryi

Hello readers, we are back with an update. There will be a change in POV—from the author’s POV to the main character’s POV.Enjoy the read.---Stanley’s POV“Y’all,” my father’s voice echoed through the pack walls, dragging everyone's attention in the pack area. I stood beside him, my chest rising and falling rapidly.Anxiety was eating me up, second by second. The fear… I was a gay man in a world where everyone despised people like me.“My son, Stanley, is back to rule this pack and claim a mate.”My heart sank into my stomach at those words. I looked at my father and mother. Smiles lit up their faces, while I wanted to frown. But I had to fake it… play along.“Mira…”Not that same girl I hated more than anything. She wasn’t even fit to be called a friend, let alone my lavender bride.I sighed deeply. My chest tightened.“Are you okay?” my mom whispered.I gave a slight nod.Mira walked up to where my parents and I stood. She looked at me and smiled.“Excuse me!” I grabbed her hand

Stanley's POVI walked down the hill, trying to stay hidden—from my pack, from the outside world, and maybe even from myself.My wolf growled inside me. Loud. Angry. The pain was deep, sharp, like claws dragging across my soul.I clenched my jaw to stop the sound from coming out, but it was too much.I almost roared.Beside me, Frank’s eyes locked on mine. Worry clouded his face.“What’s happening to you?” he asked, voice soft but full of concern.I bent over, gripping my stomach as the pain twisted through me again. It was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. A burning in my chest. My bones trembled.“I—I don’t know,” I whispered through clenched teeth.This had never happened to me. Not like this. It was new. Scary.The pain hit my spine like lightning, and this time, I couldn’t hold back.I screamed.Then, I heard him.Killian—my wolf.His voice echoed from within me.“Mate bond can’t be shattered or broken. Distance is a barrier. And lack of communication… it only makes it worse.

Stanley POVMy father’s eyes locked on me, calm yet sharp—like daggers hidden in the silence. His expression faltered, going pale for a fleeting second. Something flickered in his gaze, something he didn’t want me to see. Fear? Shame? Regret? I couldn’t tell.It was as if the weight of his words clawed at his throat before he forced them out.“Son…” He paused, drawing in a sharp breath, the kind that stung with restraint. “At least make me proud. At least don’t let the pack mock me.”His voice wasn’t stern this time. It wasn’t the voice of the Alpha everyone feared. It was soft. Pleading. Almost broken. I had never heard my father sound like that before.And for a moment, just one brief moment, pity burned in my chest.But then it turned bitter.This was the same man who rejected me. The same father who spat on my truth, who tried to strangle it out of me. He couldn’t bear the thought that his son desired men, not women. That I longed for the strength of another man at my side, not th