Alpha Fated Encounter Novels & Stories

I spotted Raccoon immediately and my chest tightened. He wasn’t the same Beta I knew. His face was grim, jaw dried. He looked older somehow. Colder. “Come,” he said. I obeyed without question, feet heavy as if the ground itself fought against me. We descended deeper, through a narrow tunnel. My heartbeat thundered louder with every step. Until I saw it. Until I saw him. My scream caught in my throat. My legs gave out, and I collapsed to my knees. “Alpha,” I called. He lay still on a slab, shirtless and pale. His body was marred with deep punctures and burns. Blackened veins crawled like roots from a three bullet wounds on his chest. His lips were parted, colorless. Lifeless.

But I did not falter. I walked beside Ryker with measured grace, my chin lifted and my steps steady. I would not shrink. Not today. Not ever again. Ryker took his place at the head of the chamber, his presence commanding instant silence. “You requested this assembly,” he said. “Speak. An elder rose—a tall, silver-bearded man with sharp, calculating eyes. “Alpha Ryker,” he began. “We have heard troubling reports. Is it true that this woman is your fated mate?”

I liked to listen to her. Once she told me that when she was little, she met a very peculiar couple; they were an Alpha and a Beta. She told me that they met at school, and it was like love at first sight. They had to fight for their love because it was not well seen, a relationship between an Alpha and a Beta; it had to be Alpha "Omega" and Beta "Beta." They were singled out and tried to separate them many times, but they always said that their wolves called each other and needed each other, that they were predestined. In the end, they had to escape because the Beta girl got pregnant, and they got to live their love, and fate can not only be between an Alpha "Omega" and a Beta "Beta." It ca

The queen had approached Alyssa to inquire if Alyssa had found her fated mate. Alyssa did not tell the queen, but she had found her fated mate. Her fated mate had been just a warrior from their pack. Nothing special, no title, no strong line, nothing. Her lip curled as she stood, collected her bag, and made her way out of the restaurant. She hoped the stupid cow that had been their waitress appreciated the tip that Nolan left her. How dare he treat the waitress nicer than he treated her. He even had the audacity to smile at the waitress, but he never showed a single inclination of smiling at anything that she said or did. Alyssa decided that she would make sure to speak to the owner later ab

Alpha Calvin, paced around his room again. he'd been doing that alot since his mate got kidnapped. he was meant to be happy now that she was found, but he felt uneasy. what did his dirtbag of a brother do to her? why couldn't she remember him? he was about to go to the beta's domain to meet his brother because the omega wolf he sent to him never came back. but before he could do that, he already heard the news of Alexis, his mate's return.

"Don't be of an angered heart. An alpha must always be gentle-minded and slow to anger. When you grow up you will understand this. The alpha before your dad did the same thing out of anger, and the enemy used it against him." "There was an alpha before my father?" "There has always been." "What's the name of this Alpha?" "You'll know when the time is near," Wahika said. With a jolt in her mind, Wahika realised that she wanted to ask Nicholas some questions. Suddenly feeling like an intruder, she stared at Nicholas - Nicholas stared at her. For some reason, Wahika felt a surge of energy arising from her body. "How did you meet the girl that came out of the tomb with you?"

VICTOR I was convinced I had the shittiest fate. There was no wolf out there who was dealt a shittier hand than me. As if finding out my mate was a human wasn't bad enough, she was both a scientist and had a boyfriend. She was in a relationship with someone I assumed she loved, or she wouldn't have been with him. I had been through this once and wasn't about to go through it again. The last time, it was my fault. Sydney, the Alpha of Alphas, had her fated mate but I still chose to pursue her. That ended badly for me.

"But we'll figure something out. We have to." "We are here," Arlo solemnly said as they passed through the dilapidated gated entrance of the Feral Glen pack territory, while taking the barrier down that he was still holding up to avoid Lex's mind link. The Alpha's voice boomed into the Beta's head, filled with anger and disappointment. "How can you be such a failure! You are so dead, Arlo—you and that woman who apparently is human now. Get ready to meet the Fates! Let me tell you—the only thing that can save you right now is the boy on a silver platter."

This had to work. The last I’d heard of the yellow wolf’s bane, it was being used by a pack of wolves known as the Red dawn who were based out in the Borderlands. They were however, not a very welcoming lot. Shit! This was going to be difficult. I wasn’t looking forward to meeting the mad doctor they called an Alpha. Her reputation of sadism and diabolical experiments were well known in these parts. Rumor even had it that she was hideously deformed, looking more beast than woman. Even her betas were said to possess the strength and speed of two werewolves combined into one.

With a simple gesture, I signaled them to sit. “To whom do I owe this unexpected meeting?” I asked, scanning the room, eyes studying each elder’s face, reading the tension in their expressions. Elder Galen stood first. Of course. The old man had always been a thorn in my side—opposing nearly every decision I made. I’d long stopped caring. “Alpha, it’s about the increasing rogue attacks,” he said, his voice heavy, his expression like stone—focused on me, as always. “And?” I replied, already bored. My mind wandered. Was Ayla done eating? Was she resting? Awake?