Romans & histoires After I Died My Alpha Mate Went Crazy

Hearing the panicked words, Leo froze. I studied his expression carefully, hoping he might grieve for me. But he reacted as if he'd heard a bad joke, brow furrowing. "What did you say? Catherine's dead?" The subordinate, still shaken by the horror he'd seen in the dungeon, lowered his head: "Alpha, you'd better go see for yourself." Leo tried to reach me through the mind-link, but received only dead silence. His expression went cold despite itself.

“Tell anyone who asks that you fell down the stairs. Clumsy guards are embarrassing, but not worth investigating.” As they struggled to their feet, supporting each other’s injuries, I added one final warning. “And if either of you goes near her again, if you even look at her wrong, just know your heads will be surgically severed from your head. Understood?” “Yes, Alpha,” they whispered in unison. I watched them limp away, already planning my next moves. Soon, I would have all the information I needed about my mate’s situation. And then, the real reckoning would begin.

The air in the room didn't just turn cold this time; it died. Alpha Zade moved so fast I didn't see him cross the floor. One minute, he was at the center of the room and several meters away; the next, his hands were wrapped around Marrok's throat, lifting him from the ground like he weighed nothing. “You speak of laws in my territory?” Zade's voice was barely a whisper, but sharp. “On my lands, the only law is my word.” “She…a wolf-less omega…your mate?” Marrok wheezed. “It can't…she was rejected…by her true mate…a few hours ago!”

I paced back and forth in my room, thinking about everything that had happened over the last few days. I was in a state of bewilderment and anxiety after the abrupt and terrible death of the Alpha, which rocked the Sunshine pack. Who could have committed such a horrible deed, I couldn't help but ponder.

I think he has been holding on until he could see his pack safely taken care of. I’m surprised he made it as long as he did after his mate died. Many don’t. The pain from the loss of your mate is supposed to be the worst kind of torture imaginable. Many die from a broken heart or just go mad and have to be eliminated for everyone’s safety. I have dispatched many alpha’s for that alone.

"Behold, everyone, your beloved Alpha is trying to save Red!" On second thought, I'm going to lose my goddamn patience now because he likes to challenge me. "What the fuck was I supposed to do? She's my mate, and you know it, moron! If she dies, I die too- have you forgotten that? Or should I let her die and follow her days later? Is that what you want?" I scream at the top of my lungs, loud enough for everyone to hear me. The crowd erupts in gasps and whispers. Yeah, right, like no one here had any idea she could be my mate. Everyone around me figured that out long before I accepted the idea myself. They shouldn't pretend to be surprised by the news.

"Let her go. This is between you and me. She’s nothing to me." "She’s your mate. She’s not my daughter anymore," Alpha Wesley said before he shot his daughter in the head. Her lifeless body fell to the floor, and he aimed his gun at me again. "You did this," he said, before aiming his gun at me and pulling the trigger. And I let him. I didn’t even move out of the way. He had shot my mate. My true love, right before my eyes before I could even claim her as mine. Thankfully, Alpha Wesley had run out of bullets, and the gun just clicked before I was brought back to my senses. Seeing the lifeless body of my mate on the floor, blood pouring out of her head, made me lose my mind, and I jumped towa

What was wrong with me? The corners of his mouth turned upward. “Yes, that’s true.” “Do you want to be the alpha?” I asked. “I don’t really have much of a choice, but I heard you can get some prime pussy as an alpha.” He smirked. I couldn’t believe how vulgarly he was speaking. I glared at him and responded, “I guess that means you’re not saving yourself for your mate.” He suddenly had a pained expression on his face and looked at me very seriously. “My mate’s dead.”

They always fought over the most unnecessary things and later, they would say women were the more dramatic ones. “Tell them I wouldn't want them to fight if I were still alive,” The voice came again, momentarily scaring me because I had forgotten I could now communicate with my mate, whose voice constantly penetrated my mind without warning. It sounded like a warning. I had still not gotten used to any of this. “The Alpha said…I mean, our dear Alpha wouldn't have wanted anyone fighting if he were still with us,” I said and slightly choked on the last word to make them believe I was so broken by his death.

Matteo and I didn't go further on the day after my dad's funeral and since then I try but I was never in luck. It was hard to do so even Alera was running out of her own tricks. I can't believe that wolf of mine made me watch horrible stuff to gain experience. Only in the end Matteo and his wolf were able to control themselves around us. "Luna" "Get lost" I retort with no interest to whatever Jay is going to say. "Have you seen Alpha?" he asks again making me filled with annoyance "already dead" I deadpan. "I must have said that hurts" Matteo came from behind and sat next to me. I ignored him and look to the other side