A Mate To Three Alpha Heirs Novels & Stories

“It’s too late to regret it now.” “It’s never too late,” I said firmly, staring down the long path ahead. “I will keep looking for Thalia, and I will surely find her. She is my mate…” I paused, suddenly feeling a pain in my chest as I groaned. “Our mate…” I continued, “and I will not stop searching for her.” His jaw tightened. He looked away, his chest heaving as the anger in his posture melted, replaced by an uncomfortable stillness.

"I am thankful Maleficus, for my strength and for my mother but I don't have to be forever under my father's will." The old man inhaled sharply. " Sometimes your father's will are not all on his own, and if you are going to become alpha you have to know that an Alpha has to take a mate and to be an Alpha King you have to surpass the strength of other Alphas then produce an heir." He said it well, calmly, before he slowly push his chair backwards and stood up from his seat. The voice in my head suddenly froze and my eyes grew wide as I stare at my own empty glass. I was not aware how big is the role of a mate in an Alpha's life.

Something in me came alive. I let out a sigh then continued. “In three days, every Alpha within two territories will be here to celebrate the heir.” I watched her, awaiting a reaction; a slight movement in her expression that would fuel my suspicions yet there was none. I might as well be speaking to a fucking wall. Well, thankfully this wall had ears and knew better than to disobey. “You will be presented to them as my mate, proof of my strength and virility.” Her face paled, but she didn’t argue. She looked like she was about to crack, to fight back. I watched, eager for it, for any sign of the defiance she had shown before but she just stood there looking defeated.

I could feel the mate bond weakening little by little, like threads slowly tearing apart. Tears burned my eyes. But I forced them back immediately. No. I would never cry for Kael again. Because Kael Blackthorn made one terrible mistake. He thought he knew exactly who his mate was. But he had no idea the woman he planned to throw away was the hidden heir of the most powerful Alpha bloodline in the werewolf world. And if I helped build his empire… Then I could destroy it too. A few moments later, the conference room doors opened and workers began stepping into the hallway again. The cheerful atmosphere returned immediately.

he said, lacing his voice with pure unrestrained pride. "All three of you share one mate?" Queen Uria's brows lifted. She looked genuinely delighted by this information — like someone who had just been told the most interesting thing they'd heard all year. She stood and walked over, pulling me gently out of Rythan's grip and holding me at arm's length to look at me properly. "You are in very hot soup, my dear," she said, her mouth curving. "Mated to three Alpha brothers. May the Moon Goddess grant you extraordinary strength." The sarcasm was affectionate rather than cutting, and somehow that made it worse.

He went further directing his victorious gaze to them. "You're not doing the right thing Alpha Mateo, we don't even know her capabilities or if she's worthy of being your luna and now Alpha Alex claims her to be his mate." Elder rheghar said causing me to groan. This set up was only meant to break me I know it.

"He never mentioned mates." He paused, “I felt the bond snap into place with Lucious, and I told him that meant my sister should have happiness, but he laughed and said, ‘What’s one she-wolf's happiness to what it can do for the pack if she were mated to another.’ Who are her other mates?” The Luna's eyes widened at Tate's question. This was the first genuine curiosity he'd shown about his sister's well-being. "All six Alpha Heirs," she said softly, watching his reaction carefully. "A sixfold mate bond, Tate. One of the rarest connections our kind can form."

Their tongues swirling making him cry out. Thrift had pushed his third finger into his hole and he rocked back to expose himself more, angling his hips to present his ass to him. Drift clawed at his chest, drawing blood, the sight drove the Alphas crazy and they dipped in for a taste of their Mate. Three red lines filled their vision as they saw blood trail down their Mate's chest. Phoenix soon felt their tongues on his chest, taking his blood into their mouth and leaking the wounds shot.

His mate. She had told him, that first night in the cabin. Her mate kissed my cousin. He had filed it away without pulling on the thread underneath it, because pulling threads was not something he did when he was trying to stay controlled. But now it opened up: a mate claim. A Beta's mark on her, whether completed or not. The kind of thing that complicated everything. "You turned him away?" Cole said. "Yes, Alpha. He left. But he will come back." "He will," Cole agreed.

I’ve already found the thread I need— I pull out a scroll I’ve been poring over all night. “Pack Retrieval Laws. Section twenty-three, subsection four. Look here.” I tap sharply on the parchment, eyes scanning each elder in turn. “It’s explicit. If a former mate is carrying the heir of the Alpha, the pack has to recognize a formal claim. That heir becomes claimable if the current mate refuses to release the mate voluntarily.” A pause. The silence hangs thick, a low tension I savor.