A Secret Alpha Mate Novels & Stories

I explained. "Holy shiit ?. Have you felt all those features? No way." Astrid suddenly shouted. I wrinkled my forehead confused "what? tell me is that a big deal? "I feel anxious. "Ariana, have you met your mate there?" asked Astrid suddenly. I shook my head, confused. "A mate ?. What are you talking about. It's about me, my wolf. Not fucking Mate," I tried to remind the problem I was facing.

Always mine. "Always," I whispered back, the word echoing through the bond. Silas didn't stop. He began to move, his pace slow and deliberate, each stroke reinforcing the Seal he’d just placed on my soul. The boardroom, the traitors, and the "Terms" didn't matter anymore. In this sanctuary, under the light of a moon that was almost full, the Ice King and his Secretary were gone. There was only the Alpha and his Mate, finally home.

As I stood inside the elevator, I started to think about what to do, if I should quit the job and look for another, or endure the torture of being punished for a mistake. I sighed deeply at the thought of Layla. If only she wasn’t so over her mate and had come home, I would’ve discussed it with her. The elevator made a ding sound and opened to a small confined space where the coffee mixer stood. I picked a coffee cup and walked over to pour coffee into it when I overheard the conversation of the staff in the other room. "I heard the Alpha’s mate is a beautiful young lady," one of the ladies said proudly. "I also heard she’s from the Moon Pack."

For the first time, I could see him clearly: dark eyes framed by thick lashes, a straight nose, full lips faintly flushed, and a shadow of stubble along his jaw. He looked strikingly similar to the one who had grabbed my friend—but younger. Brothers, most likely. He offered a lazy smile and said, “Judging by that mysterious spray you used on my brother, you already know our world exists. Your friend—she’s the true mate of our Alpha.” Oh, wonderful. Maya had truly hit the jackpot this time. The Alpha himself. She would never be free of him now—not in a hundred years. Lost in my thoughts, I began mapping out possible escape routes—where we could run, how we could disappear.

"Totally, Lex, I got it. But why does he does that? You think werewolves are perhaps real?" "From my experience on the medical fields, I know that. . . Wolves exists, even werewolves may exist. . . And quote the word 'may' but werewolves who actually belongs to a particular pack that lives in human ways and shape shift? And search for mates so they could have sex with them and procreate?" "Hush, Lexy, I don't think it's appropriate to use "sex" for it. I think 'mate' is the accepted and mostly used word"

Her question gives me hope that Alexander will finally admit we’re married, but his next words drown any hope I could have had. “No,” Alexander says firmly. “Layla is my Delta. I have no Luna.” My heart plummets to my gut, sinking like a stone in water as disappointment fills me. I shouldn’t have expected anything else. Our marriage has been secret for so long. It’s only natural that he wouldn’t admit my identity in public, but it still hurts. “Oh, good,” the girl says. She looks up at me again with a smile and says, “It’s nice to meet you, Delta Layla. I’m Alexander’s fated mate.”

Once they’ve left the room I say, “If anyone attempts to do something like this again, I will not hesitate to banish you. I have already told Veronica that any other seduction attempts she makes will result in banishment. Do you all understand?” They chorus out, “Yes Alpha!” I nod and turn to leave until I hear Elder Samson say, “Alpha, how is the search for a mate going?” I think of my options. I could tell them nothing or I could say something that might buy me some extra time. I still don’t want to accept Amelia as my mate, but perhaps I can prolong this whole mate thing. I say, “Actually, I’ve found my second chance mate.” Gasps fill the room and Julian says, “That’s wonderful, Alpha! Wh

Above me towered Alpha Killian. He was lethal, legendary, and feared by every living creature in the territory. But something was dangerously wrong with him. A thick black silk blindfold was wrapped tightly across his eyes, shielding a secret no one outside this room was ever supposed to know: a dark curse of magic-induced blindness that left him trapped in absolute darkness. He was trembling, his muscular torso bare, his skin burning hot enough to blister mine through the thin fabric of my dress. He was in the middle of a lethal heat cycle—a rare, agonizing state where an Alpha's inner beast violently demands a mate to burn off the deadly fever.

His chest rumbled with a deep, territorial purr that vibrated straight through my heart. ​"I am the monster in the dark, Aria," Kaelen murmured, his breath hot against my ear, the velvet of his voice wrapping around me like a heavy chain. "I am the Alpha of the Thornwood pack. And you, my beautiful, fearless little bird..." ​He turned his head, his sharp fang lightly, agonizingly grazing the sensitive skin of my neck right over my frantically beating pulse. ​"...are my mate."

But he was still choosing duty over me. I kept reading, my heart pounding as I did. as A formal document from an old pack elder: 'In cases of double mate, the Alpha must strengthen the pack through the alliance mate while protecting the soul mate in secret. Publicly claiming the human would be seen as weakness.' “Secret,” I muttered bitterly. “It's always a secret.” I stuffed some papers into my dress pocket, needing more time to read them properly. My hands shook as I reached for another notebook. The door suddenly opened.