Alpha Kings Mate Mga Nobela at Kwento

His eyes twinkled with a mysterious knowledge. I sucked in a sharp breath and held it. Invisible needles pricked my skin, causing me to lean back, just like him. He knew something, I didn’t. The doubt loomed once again. It was the worst feeling in the world. “ What are you implying, Alpha King? ” I managed to ask. “ I heard something interesting. ” He smiled softly. “ What? ” I gulped. My heartbeat drummed in my ears. “ The Rogue Alpha has a mate. ” Alpha King’s smile deepened, stealing the air from my lungs.

My hands were shaking slightly, and I folded them behind me so no one would notice. “How can this be?” Alpha Kingsley scoffed. “You… my mate?” A dark, mocking grin spread across his face. His eyes roamed over me slowly, cruelly, like he was looking at something unbelievable—something wrong. “Is the Moon Goddess bored?” he continued coldly. “Or does she need entertainment?” The words hit me hard. “To think that you would be bound to me,” he said with a short laugh. “For years, I never wanted a mate. I never even dreamed of one. And now fate gives me this.” He gestured vaguely in my direction, as if I were nothing more than an inconvenience.

Her heart thundered in her chest, but she refused to look away. “Death,” she said softly. “Unless we stop pretending that our enemies still bleed like us.” A heavy silence blanketed the chamber. And then, without warning, Alpha Magnus did something no one expected—he dropped to one knee and bowed his head. “To the one the moon marks,” he said. “The kingdoms may soon rise or fall at your feet.” The chamber exploded in chaos.

The air settled. Everyone stared at me. Then, slowly, the professor cleared his throat and dismissed the class—without a word about what just happened. Mira helped me gather my books with shaky hands. Most of the students left quickly, whispering among themselves, stealing glances back at me. But then, someone stayed behind. Footsteps. I looked up, and standing there was him—the third Alpha. The quiet one. The one Mira described as calm… and sweet. He had soft brown eyes, long lashes, and a warmth in his expression that didn’t match the deadly power we all knew he held.

Yet, still I hoped the con was working. This was truly the only play I had open to myself. The Alpha King watched me for a moment, then slowly stepped down from his throne. As he came closer, I felt a familiar tug, like I could trust him. How could that be, though, when the man very nearly had my mate killed? As he came nearer, under his breath, he cursed, “What manner of trickery is this? Is she truly a witch? Have I… too… fallen under her spell?”

The tears that were in my eyes fell freely as I sat on the floor with bleeding feet. Leon was about to say something else, but then stopped. He had a look on his face, and I knew that look very well. He was having a mind link. “It’s the Alpha King. He has sensed that his mate is inside this pack, and he’s coming to claim her in three days.” Nate’s POV It has been years, and my wolf has yearned deeply for a mate. For years, I have wanted a she-wolf to mark…to make her my own.

Ismena threw from the kitchen, pouring herself a glass of water and downing it instantly. Eline followed her to the kitchen, her brows knitted thoroughly in a thoughtful frown. "A human? Is that even possible? For a man like the Alpha King who doesn't have one beast-form but two?" "I have no idea what you're talking about." She poured herself another glass of water. Eline looked her straight in the eyes, "You truly do not know that you are the Alpha King's mate?" ***************** Wolfariane Daminor Throne said nothing, just watching all of them silently. His only reaction is his two fingers rubbing the gashes on his left cheek thoughtfully—gashes that have healed miraculously, by the way.

We both turned abruptly to look at who had entered the room so quietly that we hadn't noticed. It was him. The man that had murdered my entire family, my pack and everyone and everything I knew. He was standing by the door in a dark blue suit, simply looking at me. "Ye.......yes Alpha. Please forgive me Mistress." The maid bowed slightly towards me. "I wish to help the Mistress into bed and feed her." The Alpha turned to look at me again. I stared right back at him. "Please get into bed Charlotte so she can.........." "I will not." I answered sharply. He seemed taken aback by my statement. At first I wasn't so sure but it seemed he was pleased at something, he was smiling.

She helplessly watched him as he boasted of their future daughter. He didn’t shy away from telling everyone that they’ll be welcoming their first Alpha Queen. “If so, what would her partner be called?” It was a legitimate question as Luna King didn’t make sense and it sounded absurd. Who would want such a title? Alex turned to his mate to ask. “There are two options. Alpha Consort or Alpha King. The second one is a bit concerning, though, as it might overshadow the Alpha Queen’s authority.” “We’ll go with Alpha Consort, then.” He easily decided and made up his mind.

It was a somber moment and I never realized how much this pack had betted on my best friend becoming Queen. “What of this Mate she has supposedly found.” The Alpha King asked coldly, raising his eyes angrily and turning his attention to me, glaring furiously. Startled, I took a step back, my eyes wide with alarm. “Ahh, well, he’s an America. His name is Lucca Mariano.” I pulled out my phone and quickly Googled my friend’s mate. I chose the photo from Architectural Digest, the one of him standing in front of the castle, I had to admit, he was absolutely gorgeous. Strong, dark, and handsome, everything an Alpha should be. I handed my phone over to the Alpha King and watched him silently as he