How Does Alpha'S Regret End For The True Mate?

My mate, Alpha Alex, had a wolf cursed at birth by a witch—unable to catch the scent of any she-wolf, doomed never to find his true mate. He spent five long years searching for her, only to be met with nothing but disappointment. In the end, broken and exhausted, he gave up. That was when he claimed me. On the night of our bonding, he told me the truth. "Fiona," he said quietly, "I had no choice. If the pack knew their Alpha couldn't even find his true mate, I'd become a disgrace in their eyes. So I chose you. You are my selected mate—but I swear, no one will ever take your title. You are my Luna. Even if I one day find my true mate… that will never change." But then he added, his voice distant and heavy: "Even though I'm cursed… I must still try to find her. I need to search every corner of the pack." From that night onward, she-wolves began appearing at our den one after another—every day, without fail. Some were shy, some bold. Some came bearing gifts, others with longing in their eyes. But all of them came for one reason: to see if they were his mate. And I? I could only watch in silence—his Luna in name, but never truly in heart. Because I knew there was nothing I could do to change his behavior. I had lost count of how many times I cried and begged him to stop—but still, every night, he brought different young she-wolves into our den. I once thought he'd eventually grow tired of it, that he would stop one day. Until he brought home three young she-wolves from the werewolf club. He paid far more than other alphas for their first night. Why? Because a witch told him that only sharing a night with more than two virgin she-wolves from the same bloodline could awaken his wolf's dormant sense—and help him find his true mate. I let out a bitter smile because what he didn't know was— The true mate he had searched for all these years… was me. But I would never return to him again. And by the time he finally found out the truth— It was already too late.

"You're not just a part of my world, Lila. You are my world," Ethan confesses, taking a step closer to her, his voice filled with raw emotion. "And what if l'm not ready for that world?" Lila's heart pounded as she stepped back, uncertainty flickering in her eyes. "Then I'll wait,"he said, taking a step closer to her, closing the distance between them. Taking her hand gently. "But know this without you, none of it matters." Lila Stone is a normal human girl. She never knew that werewolf actually existed. As a veterinarian, she has always loved animals and fascinated the mysteries of the woods, but nothing actually prepared her for the truth. A mysterious illness spreads across Silverwood, where she works as a veterinarian. The mysterious illness only affected the animals and wildlife. Wanting to solve the mystery of the illness, she wasn’t actually prepared for the truth, but her getting involved pushed her into the world she never knew existed. She found out werewolves were real, and she was the true mate of Ethan Blackwood. The powerful Alpha of the Silverwood Pack and that her own lineage was somehow connected to the supernatural world. Was it going to be easy for her to accept her destiny?. Lila and Ethan must work together to defeat a rival ruthless Alpha who would stop at nothing to take control of the supernatural world even if it means using forbidden powers. Lila must decide whether she will stand by Ethan’s side as his true mate, accepting her destiny or let the darkness consume them all. "THE ALPHA'S TRUE MATE" where love is like a weapon and enemies lurking in the shadows, powers, and destiny collide in an epic tale of survival and passion.

Grace Anderson is a striking young lady with a no-nonsense and inimical attitude. She barely smiles or laughs, the feeling of pure happiness has been rare to her. She has acquired so many scars and life has thought her a very valuable lesson about trust. Dean Ryan is a good looking young man with a sanguine personality. He always has a smile on his face and never fails to spread his cheerful spirit. On Grace's first day of college, the two meet in an unusual way when Dean almost runs her over with his car in front of an ice cream stand. Although the two are opposites, a friendship forms between them and as time passes by and they begin to learn a lot about each other, Grace finds herself indeed trusting him. Dean was in love with her. He loved everything about her. Every. Single. Flaw. He loved the way she always bit her lip. He loved the way his name rolled out of her mouth. He loved the way her hand fit in his like they were made for each other. He loved how much she loved ice cream. He loved how passionate she was about poetry. One could say he was obsessed. But love has to have a little bit of obsession to it, right? It wasn't all smiles and roses with both of them but the love they had for one another was reason enough to see past anything. But as every love story has a beginning, so it does an ending.

She tasted like heaven. "Touch me please," she moaned into my ears as I kissed her earlobe. "Patient my sweet," I said to her. "Only good things comes to those who wait." **** Samara. She was not his. Though he had a mate, he still desperately hungered for her. What was in her that drew him? What was it that called him to her? And though he was a man who commanded people and power in abundance, Samara was an existence that he would never understand. **** Michael. He was not hers and he could never be. She was a cursed werewolf, bearing a four century old curse. Why on earth did he want her? He was the supreme Alpha and he had a very beautiful mate. Who was she that he hankered for her? Who was she that he sought her time and time again for his bed? And who was she to be able to resist the charm and elegance that was his?

“True love stories never have endings.” Dean said softly. “Richard Bach.” I nodded. “You taught me that quote the night I kissed you for the first time.” He continued, his fingers weaving through loose hair around my face. “And I held on to that every day since.”

Austin is the Beta of a thriving pack currently in a growth phase. He is about to turn 26 years old and still hasn't found his second chance mate so he will soon start looking for a love match. After being crushed on his 18th birthday by the rejection of his first mate he has continued to save himself in hopes that he will be one of the lucky few to get a second chance. Andrew is lower then an Omega. He is the lowest ranking wolf in a pack that they don't even have a term for them. All pack members are important but as his rank never moves up he never expected to have a mate nor aim for anything more then what he was. He knew young he was gay and after his stupid cousin rejected Beta Austin as his mate 8 years ago, killing Xavier instantly, his parents aren't as homophobic but he can't wait to know for sure he doesn't have a mate so he can get away from here. He just wants to find a nice man to settle down with away from his crazy family and pretend he isn't even a werewolf. No wolf would want a useless runt like him anyways.