Alpha Mate Romance Novels & Stories

I swallowed. “There were countless times she called me,” Valentino continued, “telling me you were coming over.” His expression darkened. “She would tell me she was going to hurt you. But you were so oblivious… so unaware of why she hated you, that she couldn’t bring herself to do it.” He sighed. “But then she found her salvation.” My heart skipped. “You,” Valentino said, pointing at me again, “were being shipped off to the most ruthless Alpha anyone knew.” He gestured toward Demarion. “Alpha Demarion Jones. Who just so happened to be your mate.” His smirk returned.

"How dare you steal her away from me? I'll make you pay for this!" Those words sounded so absurd coming from him. Not too long ago, he wouldn't even deign to look at me. Now that I'd left, why was he suddenly acting like he couldn't live without me—as if he actually cared about me? I knew he didn't. He was selfish and unfaithful, and the only one he would ever love was himself. "Cassandra has nothing to do with you anymore," Damian said before stepping closer and releasing his Alpha presence that made the atmosphere rather suffocating. "If you want to take her, you'll have to go through me first."

She trembled in anger as she glanced at her soiled clothes and messy hair. “What are you waiting for?” The guards remained fixed to their position with Lyra staring defiantly at her. “You, who are you? I will report this to the Alpha and all of you will be fired” She pointed at the guards crazily as she whined like a child. Lyra's eyes dimmed in suspicion as she intently stared at the woman's confidence. “What makes you think the Alpha would listen to you?” “Because I am his mate!” “What!? Then how come I have never heard of you?”

Looking at the not too familiar features up close knocked fucking breath out of my lungs. His beautifully sculpted chiseled jawline, lashes that could compete with mine and his dark hair that fell to his eyes, making my fingers itch to touch them. I could study his entire build for days and never get tired but the cocky smirk that curled up his lips and the mate scent that hit my nose threw me right back to reality. ‘Mate!’ my no-name wolf growled again, more possessively and a sob threatened to escape my lips. Alpha Alexander was my mate? No! This was probably some sick joke the moon goddess was playing with me because just how cruel will that ‘bitch’ be?

According to him, you possess a revolutionary soul, you’ll bring the biggest unexpected and unaccepted change in the history of wolves and vampires. Yes, you have read it right. He didn’t say anything specific about the kind of change, I think he kept something hidden from us too, but it’ll going to be something neither them nor we can accept. Moreover, he said that your mate will bore the print of your paw on her left arm and only the girl with that sign will be your mate. Every other girl you choose will have a fate confronting death. Your mother, my son, will advise you to not ruin the life of any other girl knowing the truth. Instead, put your feet in your shoes and get out in search of

the sweet, melodic voice of our Alpha says. He stands no more than ten feet in front of me looking out into the crowd of people with the most beautiful, proud, smile on his face I'd ever seen. Nothing could be more perfect. He is just so... so...wonderful. I just want to touch him. Oh no. What's wrong with me? Why am I thinking about Alpha Logan that way? It's not right. He has a girlfriend and he is way out of my league. "Today I'd like to announce my wedding and mating to the most beautiful girl I've ever met, Josephine Langford."

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.

"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."

He looked like a masterpiece, each detail carved with precision and beauty. I had never imagined I would be here, in the arms of a man I once disliked, a man I used to see only as a business partner in this arranged marriage. Maybe our mate bond connected us so quickly, making us develop these feelings. But now… everything felt so different. “I hope you’ll always live in happiness, Damian. You’re such a good man. To most people, you may seem cold and intimidating, but to me, you’re an Alpha with such a warm heart. You’re my Alpha, and I love you so much,” I whispered softly, our faces so close together.

Usually, I would teleport, but because Alex did not have that ability, we had to go through the pain of driving through traffic. The moment we arrived, we headed straight to Alpha Wildbreed's apartment. We found Luna Michelle and her mate making out. It was sad to break their love scene. Michelle adjusted herself and came to hug me. Ever since her mate had started paying attention to her and her needs, she has been radiant and happy. I could swear she looked younger. She no longer looked like the bitter old hag she once was. There was still a bit of friction between us because of the past, but I tried hard to make her comfortable around me.