Alpha King Hybrid Mate Novels & Stories

mused Prince Jasper. “Yes, same here. Herthia and Eugenie are absolute no's, we all know that hybrids have no chance of mating with Royal Lycans,” sighed Andric. “If Harad celebrates his mating in a big way and the Alphas arrive with their daughters, we might find ours among them.”

Rowan’s pheromones were crushing him harder, and a cold sweat broke out on the back of his neck and forehead. “Understood?” Rowan’s deep blue eyes flashed brightly in the dim lighting of the morning. “I-I understand! You and Beta Voss saved me!” Tom repeated, flustered and evidently wishing to get away. “Yes, we did,” Rowan snarled, lifting his shoe from Tom’s chest, allowing his pheromones to choke him some more. Tom scrambled away without even glancing in Alicia’s direction and disappeared into the woods. Alicia looked back at Rowan, realising just how powerful her hybrid mate was. He was an Alpha werewolf, his bloodline the same as the Alpha Kings and a vampiress.

I try to speak, but nothing comes out! “What…?” I eventually respond with wide eyes. He peers down at his hands, then back up at me, and I notice the anguish in his eyes. “If you are to be my mate, you need to understand a bit more about our history. Our lineage is different from most werewolves, Caterina. The firstborn in the Volkov bloodline will always be the Alpha, but what they inherit is not solely the werewolf gene.” He says, swallowing hard. Something comes to mind as he says this and I whisper the word Hybrid. I assumed he didn’t hear me, but his eyes widened when I said it.

It finally dawned on me why I was chosen to be the breeder for the Alpha. As a rare hybrid, born to a witch mother and a werewolf father, I possessed untapped powers. My unique heritage made me an attractive choice for the Alpha's breeder, as my child would inherit extraordinary abilities. By producing an heir, I would ensure the Alpha's legacy surpassed his own strength, creating a potentially unstoppable successor. The Alpha sought me for my hybrid bloodline, hoping to create an heir with unmatched powers. My witch and werewolf heritage guaranteed exceptional abilities, making my child a valuable asset to solidify his pack's dominance.

Mikel said with a wide eye. “Mate? What the hell are they talking about?! How am I the mate to the Alpha King?! He is a fucking hybrid and I am a human! An object he detest the most in the world!” Kiara bantered internally. Her hands shook visibly, her heart beat accelerated and her head was banging like soldiers boots marching on solid grounds. Every eyes present in the room widened in shock. "This is impossible!" "The Alpha King can't be mated to a mere human!" Vins Bond repositioned himself as his eyes travelled over her body. Kiara couldn't comprehend what they were saying!

She remembered what her mother told her she was sixteen. Her mother told her that the more powerful an Alpha is, the more reliant they are to their mates. So it means that the more time they spend away from each other, the more he’ll miss her. And the more he'll miss her, the more he goes crazy. Meanwhile, Rynari won't be affected by the bond that much because she's only a hybrid. The Lycan King is a pure-blooded werewolf royalty. His blood is pure-blood for generations. It is also the first time for a Lycan Ruler to be mated to a hybrid.

I knew they’d be the first to challenge me. Alpha Henry was the first to stand, his voice tight with rage. “Supreme Alpha Lorenzo, with all due respect, this goes against everything we stand for as alphas. We can’t just open the floodgates and let rogues and hybrids into our packs. And forced mating...it’s how we survive!” “Survive?” I sneered, my eyes narrowing on him. “We survive by evolving, Henry, not by clinging to outdated traditions that cause more harm than good.”

Here she was, trying to patch things up between us by acting like a mother to me when she hadn’t done so for a long time. I watched her sigh, looking at me with sad eyes. “The kingdom needs an heir.” She carried on saying. “I was able to do a little bit of investigation here and there, and I think Alpha Demetrios, daughter of the shadow pack, will be a perfect fit for you. She is beautiful, with a nice, curvy body. She is also of high standard, and she has many suitors asking for her hand in marriage.”

“Maybe what Lyra needs is a perfect matchmaker. I know of a few strong alphas who would be more than happy to… help her with them in this pack." Alpha Damian crossed his arms, his face hard as stone and his eyes sending warnings. “Lyra, this is disgraceful of you. Look at what you’ve become. A future breeder of our bloodline, locked away in a cell like a rogue.” His voice was heavy with disappointment, the kind that stung more than any insult, and things was getting more strange at this I clenched my fists at my sides, trying not to let his words dig too deep. “I didn’t choose this,” I said quietly to his hearing. “It wasn’t my decision, it was all yours and your wicked wife.” anger led out

I was cut off when the door was flung open and the most gorgeous scent hit me again. "Mate" I whispered, he then lunged at Jackson but it was too late as he was already out the window. That's when I saw his face and freaked out because it's Alpha Jacob, the most feared Alpha is my mate!