Alpha Mate Romance Books Novels & Stories

"Do you have to stand and watch like a statue get the hell outta here Alpha Jason muttered groaning in deep pain?" He doesn't want to hurt her, the demon in him won't let him be, the demon takes over him, his face was dark and bloody, the monster you wouldn't look into his face. Loud thuds, Jane couldn't bring herself to leave him alone, she was staying behind. She wanted to comfort him and make him feel better. She doesn't know why she felt this way toward the man that hated her so much. The looks on her face and how she felt when he touched her she couldn't fathom it. She was startled by the desire to help him but he's an Alpha he doesn't want the help of his slave. She doesn't wanna go in

"My name is Ryan Mitchell, and I am—was—the Alpha of Crimson Ridge Pack." The viewer count climbed rapidly as word spread. "All these years, I betrayed the most precious thing in my life. My mate, Mia." His voice cracked on my name. "I'm nothing but scum. Lower than dirt. If I could trade my life to bring her back, I would do it without hesitation." Comments flooded the screen, most of them vicious and unforgiving. "To atone for my sins, I'm donating every single asset I own to charities supporting abused women. My company, my properties, my investments—everything."

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she asked eagerly. My heart dropped. How could I tell her the truth? That my mate was Alpha Dorian—the cold, ruthless man who had kissed another woman right in front of me. She would be devastated. “No,” I lied with a sad smile. “So it’s not Kale,” she whispered to herself as her expression fell. But then she quickly lifted her chin, masking her disappointment, and cupped my face with her cold hands. “Don’t worry, my sweet girl. You’re still young. I’m sure your mate will be kind, gentle… someone who loves you the way you deserve.”

He roars in my face, the force of it making me jump. “ You can't lie to the bond,” he says, eyes blazing with anger. “You felt it. The way our hearts.. syncs,” Even with him standing this close, our hearts try to beat in tandem. I force myself to meet his gaze, not anger but pure unfiltered disgust. “That's the problem with Alphas like you.” He finches so slightly that if it were not me, I would not have noticed it. “You're so desperate for a fated and mate story to justify your instability that you invent miracles in your head to make yourselves believe you deserve a mate.” His breath stutters.

“Answer me, Alexa. The blood pact says I can’t harm those you protect, but you never said I can’t hurt you. Answer me before my jealousy ruins you.” “Yes, Alpha Romero is also my potential mate.” Alexa closed her eyes, trying to suppress her anger as she answered me. “And so is Alpha Alastair?” My hand tightened around her neck. “Yes, so is Alpha Alastair.” Her voice was tense, as if she had just admitted to infidelity. “Don’t tell me you’ve already had sex with each of them?” My eyes narrowed with suspicion. My heart pounded painfully. The tips of my fingers ached as sharp claws grew, grazing her pale neck. I tightened my grip on her waist, restraining myself from howling in uncontrollable

Maybe I had to follow her path but first, I had to figure out what book this might be. “Hey,” I called the wolf in my head, “what is the Alpha’s name?” I asked because the male protagonist was always an Alpha. Always. “Liam,” she responded and I could not pretend to be surprised. It was the most common name for Alphas in werewolf romances. Liam, Lucas, names like that. The abused omega mates were named Lily or Aria or even after the goddess Selene – like me. The plots were similar, the names uncreative so how would I figure out which book this was? All of them blurred into one in my head!

He moved like a god who'd grown bored with worship and now wanted to destroy. Matteo's voice dropped into something hard. "You're not touching her." "She's already heating," Lucas said. "I can smell it." I was tensed. "No, I'm not," I snapped, stepping out from behind Matteo. "And even if I was..." Lucas's eyes pinned me in place. "You are... Your body knows what your mind won't accept yet." Heat surged up my neck. "Stop talking like I'm some animal." "You're not an animal, Annalyn," he said, taking another slow step forward, his eyes never leaving mine. "You're the storm, and you were made for alphas like us."

The Alpha’s fingers had gone down to my cleavage. “Alpha.” He growled again. “Mine!” Then his lips crashed into mine. His hands got needy and desperately rough. Peeling off my dress in seconds as his tongue dominated my mouth. My heart soared. My mate wanted me. He had accepted the bond. Though his hands were rough on my skin, it nonetheless left a burning sensation in their wake. I tried to match his energy. To level with him in the urgent, demanding kisses, but even as I attempted to, I was no match for him. He was overpowering, uncontrollably ravaging. He was like a beast eager to tear his prey. He was an Alpha marking his mate.

That's rare among wolves. "Mate! Mate!" Angeline shouted. I was surprised, but then I smiled at him. I said to him, "Hi." In the blink of an eye, he's in front of me. He dropped down on one knee to level himself with me. I cupped one of his cheeks. He closed his eyes and welcomed the warmth of my hand as I welcomed the little sparks in my body. He sat beside me and we looked at the flowers. "I'm Alpha Erik Smith." My eyes widened in surprise. He's the alpha of the Silver Growlers. I smiled, "I'm Clara Lee." When he heard my name, he tensed.