After I Died My Alpha Mate Went Crazy Novels & Stories

It made me release some of the breath I did not know I’ve been holding. “She caught a whiff of her mate’s scent and went around looking for him and he turned out to be the alpha.” “The man who found her?” Troy sat up and his eyes were so wide I was scared they would fall out of their sockets. “No, dummy. That alpha is dead. His son is the correct alpha.” “Ohhh,” he relaxed back on the greet trunk, “Yeah, I remember. He died because he lost his mate during the Great War and he could not live with her. I thought this was going to be like those plot twist in novels,”

Stella sobbed, shrinking back. Everything inside me seemed to wither and die in that moment. The hope I’d been clinging to, the warmth of the mindlink—it all turned to ash. Franco’s roar filled the tiny room, a sound of pure, unadulterated agony and fury. Our Alpha was gone. My mate was in the hands of the monsters who wanted us extinct. The door burst open, but I didn't even look up. I just sat there in the wreckage of the news, listening to the sound of my world falling apart.

I said, giggling so hard I almost dropped my basket, “You’re dramatic Vera, utterly ridiculous.” She swept her tangled hair like it was spun gold. “I deserve the drama, pup. Because I am the drama.” I rolled my eyes, still smiling. “Yeah, yeah. Keep telling yourself that.” Her laughter faded, though her eyes still glimmered with mischief and in that moment, I remembered the very first time I’d seen her. The memory hit me like an arrow. ______ Snow. Blood and Pain. I had been lying in it, my breath shallow and my body broken. Caelum’s blade still burned through my chest. I had closed my eyes, certain my last breath had left me. The world was dark. My parents gone. My mate…my mate…had killed m

She’s not breathing. “Fuck!” I cry, titling her face. She’s dead. “Yen!” Turning around I see a huge man running into the room he flings me aside picking up the lady carefully sobbing uncontrollably. He must be the Alpha I step back shivering not knowing what to do. The Alpha looks at me, his eyes red and stares gravely at me. “You killed her” He accuses. “No no” I try to explain but he stands up and the look on his face tells me, deciphering will be futile.

Unlike before, the door was now wide open. Perhaps out of guilt for killing my pup with his own hands, Owen had replaced everything in the room with things related to me. But this act of remorse just made me sick. I gathered up everything in the study and carried it to the garden, then set it all on fire. With that fire, I burned away everything from the past three years. … Owen's POV I was still with poor Ashley when suddenly, a searing pain tore through my chest. My wolf howled in anguish. The sensation was the unmistakable sensation of the mate bond being broken.

Ryan and Shadow told them what had happened to them before Ryan was killed. “I can’t believe it. My own sister killed me. I adored her so much.” Jasmin said in a heartbroken tone. “She died, so she must be here.” Ryan told them, but Lucas shook his head. “Evil people are sent to hell. They aren’t given a second chance to live.” He told him. Just like that, the hate between the two alphas died down. They didn’t become friends right away, but at least they weren’t at each other’s throats.

Throwing my head back, through the sobs, I cry, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I should have believed you. I'm sorry. You were right, and now he's dead. He tried to kill me and now he's dead. I killed him." The next month goes by in a blur, and so does the one after that and the one after that. The pack's reaction to their Alpha being killed was as expected, full of sorrow and promises to find the one who did it. Guards came to my house the morning after the incident had happened and questioned me as I had been seen with the Alpha a few times. I told them I was home sick and that I had not seen him in weeks, and they left, and I sunk back into the house. It cannot be that easy. Alpha Grant had two s

he says. All the breath goes out of him, then. His body is cold and limp in my arms. I finally let out the wracking, shaking, screaming sob that’s been building inside my chest. Caleb, my mate, my love, my Alpha, is dead.

“I love you too, Dylan—my mate, my alpha." -END-

Maybe today was the day l was going to die . With my eyes on the large creature , l tried to not let my weak legs fall down . With it near me , l now regretted why the hell l didn't get a taxi . It was damn near my height and l was fucking one step from peeing in my pants . Baffled l inhaled shakily as l watched it's fur bristle slightly and settle down . It was fully black and scary .