After I Died My Alpha Mate Went Crazy Novels & Stories

Now, there was a third person here. I left the dining room and opened my contact list. To my father—the Alpha of the Moruna Pack—I sent a message: [Dad, I want to sever my mate bond and return home.]

Another case of Lydia being crazy with rage and going too far. I felt a little bad seeing his wolf lying on the floor and looking helpless, but there was nothing I could do to help him. I still had a mission to complete and just like the alpha had said earlier, it was either I killed someone or I got myself killed instead, and believe me, the last thing I wanted was to die such a shameful death. I still had far too many things to do, and dying wasn't on my to-do list.

Now, it all felt like a sick joke. He was Finn's real father, but he deliberately kept his distance, cruelly denying Finn his right to have one. Didn't he ever wake up in the middle of the night, tormented by the backlash of betraying our Mate Bond? For these five years, I'd ached over Kael's death countless times, but my love for him kept me going. Now, I felt it with chilling clarity: the Alpha who had shared my soul and body was truly dead to me. This betrayed Mate Bond needed to be severed for good.

I had no time for the banter, I was grateful Damian was my spokesman. It was six weeks since we returned from the Dark Moon pack. Marcel's remains were left behind to be eaten by worms, as he rightfully deserved. Marcel had come to me, years ago to seek refuge from the same Shaiza whom he had teamed up with to destroy me. I had given him my home, food, everything he wanted. My father when he was still the Alpha fought alongside him to recover his pack. I was beyond raged when I had gotten news afterwards that he had sworn allegiance with Shaiza, and fled my Palace. Shortly after my father was murdered.

"True, it's better to be on the right side of the battle." They both rinsed their hands and took one last glance at the mirror before exiting the bathroom. when I was sure they had left, I also hastily stepped out of the toilet and strode back to the reception hall. I sat down back still reminiscing of what I heard, was this how they saw Alpha Alexander since the tragic event; as an Alpha who could no longer lead his pack? "You took a long time to fix your makeup," he whispered," I almost thought you were going to leave me on our wedding night."

"...other than that, you're useless to me, and I'll likely make you an omega in my pack out of the kindness of my heart if you do your job well as my contract mate, that is." "I will never be your mate!" Natasha lashed out, her eyes burning with rage. "I'd rather die than be mated to you." Her anger had reached its peak, and she could no longer contain it. Alpha Jerome didn't immediately respond. He set down the glass of wine he held on the table and, with a calm voice, said, "You're a lot like her, you know—my mate. The same energy. But even she dared not defy me when I wanted something."

Alistair asked, looking at Elara and then at me. My breath caught in my throat. Crap! What am I going to do? My mate is Alpha Black. The one who kills for fun. I can't be mates with him. It must be someone else. Elara looked at me questioningly and put the puzzle pieces together. Her green eyes widened, but I silently pleaded with her not to say anything. She nodded at me, and I mouthed thank you to her. I cleared my throat and said, "No, sorry. I have no idea who Alpha Black's mate is." Those words felt wrong coming out of my mouth and felt forced. Alistair nodded and gave me a small smile. I smiled back.

​I scrambled across the glass, my hands tearing and bleeding, until I reached Kaelen. ​"Alpha," I gasped, grabbing his shoulders, hauling his heavy, motionless body into my lap. "Kaelen, it's done. He's dead. We won." ​I pressed my ear to his chest, right over the thick patch of blue ice that had spread across his skin. ​I held my breath. I waited for the heavy, rhythmic thud. I waited for the warmth of his Alpha fire to return. I waited to feel his soul pushing back against mine through the mate bond.

“Sienna changed. Not me.” The warrior shook his head. “That’s not enough. Words can twist. What is the truth?” Renna leaned close, her voice a breath against his ear. “She killed my mate.” The hall erupted. The warrior stumbled back, stunned. “Your mate? You mean the Alpha King?” Renna lowered her gaze, letting tears gather perfectly along her lashes. “She drove him into madness. Destroyed him with her selfishness. She broke him, and left him to die alone. Tell me, warrior… would you stay loyal to someone who murdered the man you loved?”

“She is my mate. The bond is complete. Touch her and every alpha here dies tonight.” I felt the power rise between us, electric and alive. Through the link I sent him one word. Now. We pushed together. Every warrior in the courtyard dropped to their knees. The alphas staggered but stayed standing, faces pale. The lead alpha snarled. “Silver will fix this.” He raised the chain. I reached through the bond and stopped his arm mid-air. He froze, eyes wide. Milrac’s hand tightened on mine. Again. We sent a second wave. The three alphas dropped to their knees with the rest. Chains clattered to the stone.