After I Died My Alpha Mate Went Crazy Mga Nobela at Kwento

Alpha Ace was in a weakened state and he might not even be able to get up to fight. The boy ran off and I turned towards the stairs on my right. The attackers were still at the bottom floor, fighting and ravaging their way up. But it would still take a while before they got to the top floors. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, rushing towards the Alpha's quarters. I have heard of what the death of one's mate could do to someone. They say it could damage one's connection to their wolf, sometimes, eventually leading to the death of their wolf. It was diabolical and sad and I hope never to experience it.

No matter where I seek refuge, she will always find me. I couldn't wait for the misery to stop. Maybe I would find solace in death. Maybe it was better that way. But what about Alpha Kade? What would become of him when he finds his mate dead? He would be miserable for the rest of his life. Worse of all, he might die or turn rogue. Foolish of me to think he would become that after my demise. So foolish of me. Why would my death even hurt him when he treated me like I was trash?

"Alpha, you will need to address everyone through the mindlink and let them know that you have a mate. People already mourn you, thinking you are dead!" "Dead?? Why?" "From this morning your grief has lifted. We all feel significantly lighter and happier, and, well... " I try to find the words to say it without making him mad, but Amy beats me to it. She gasps and turns to him, realising what i was about to say. But Alpha Sebastian looks at both of us perplexed, but not as angry as i thought he would be.

Another sigh of relief from around the room but not from Alpha Oliver. “Mate….”He croaks out. “Oh no Alpha what happened to your mate?” I ask with concern in my voice that she died during the fight. Did we lose his mate, his Luna. I look around and the wolves in the room and everyone looks concerned or confused. Alpha well he looks heart broken.

My patience for his slow words had worn thin. I turned towards him, my gaze intense, and he instinctively lowered his head. "That I was what?" I demanded in a deep, stern voice, my anger noticeable. "I'm deeply sorry, Alpha Netayam. I didn't plan on disrespecting you," he stammered, taking a step back, clearly realising the extent of my fury. But who wouldn't be furious when their mate had been declared dead, shattering their hopes in the blink of an eye the second it was opened at dawn?

I muttered painfully. Derek chuckled, deriving satisfaction from my agonizing heartache, "When that fucking traitor helped you escape, she begged Alpha not to chase after you. She was crawling on her knees and crying like a worthless mongrel. When he refused, she challenged him and died miserably at Alpha's hands." Something cracked within me. How could he kill his own mate? What happened to their bond? I was certain that my mother had to suffer excruciating pain only because she chose to go against Randall D'Apolito, but he would have rather killed her than let me go…

weird 'According to Mimi and the stories my parents told me about him, he kind of disappeared after the death of his mate and my grand parents. So I would like to think that he acts weird cause his other half perished.' 'Well, surviving after a mate's death was unheard of until he made it through. You're right, his mental state can't be completely okay. ' He backed me up, pocketing his hands in his leather jacket. 'So Alpha, now that your parents are back.

"You must be feeling better now. May the Alpha live forever." I shuddered, letting out a choked cry that startled her. "Katana," her voice trembled. "What's going on?" I lowered myself to the floor, curling into a fetal position. "He…he…he didn't mark me," my voice broke, and "He wouldn't help me. I'm going to die." My mum's eyes bulged in terror, unable to blink. She let out a hoarse scream, gasping for air after I informed her that the Alpha was my mate.

It's my fault. The Alpha quickly lifts my mate's unconscious body, I refuse to accept that he's dead. No, he can't be. How am I alive if he's dead? But I can't hear his heartbeat. Another sob escapes from my lips as I clutch on the blanket tighter and give way for the Alpha to take my mate inside.

The greatest gift I could give my daughter would be to die. After I had fallen into darkness, I thought I was on the verge of death, and perhaps I was. In the distance stood a tall Alpha with broad shoulders and eyes that bore into my soul. This was my mate, who looked the same as he had when we first met. It was so silly of him to trip right at my feet. He was such a clutz. His silly antics brought a smile to my face, and I jumped into my mate's arms in response, wrapping my legs comfortably around his waist. Poor Guy looked relieved that I didn't reject him and our bond as mates.