Alpha Mates Novels & Stories

Calm down. Could they not see the rubbish picture she was painting?! “Forgive me Amber, I didn’t know the goddess would give us the same mate,” “Don’t be ridiculous!” Mina finally spoke out, her shock gotten over as she stepped out of the crowd. “He said you’re NOT his mate! What more do you want? Huh?! He’s already Amber’s mate! The Alpha cannot be yours too!” “But Amber has two mates,” Luna Gwen slyly slipped in.

I am feeling the exact way Mom said I would feel. The realization forms slowly but clearly. The feeling is strong, stronger than anything I have ever felt before. It connects me to someone I never expected, someone I only know as the no-nonsense Alpha of the Moonlight pack. My breath catches, and I struggle to stay steady. Alpha Bran is my mate? Really? Is Selene playing games now?

Alpha Mason has searched for his life mate for ten years since he turned eighteen before growing weary of the search and deciding to settle. Like every Alpha who has come of age, he travelled to other packs, meeting, greeting and forming bonds in hopes of finding his life mate. When an Alpha finds their life mate, they become even stronger. A mate is both their strength and their weakness. So when Alpha Mason did not find his life mate, he settled to marry the Beta’s daughter, Emily Henderson; who is also Melissa’s best friend and mistress. And today is their engagement party. It was there in the crowd he first saw her, the beautiful girl with eyes that glowed green like emeralds. Her long d

Alistair asked, looking at Elara and then at me. My breath caught in my throat. Crap! What am I going to do? My mate is Alpha Black. The one who kills for fun. I can't be mates with him. It must be someone else. Elara looked at me questioningly and put the puzzle pieces together. Her green eyes widened, but I silently pleaded with her not to say anything. She nodded at me, and I mouthed thank you to her. I cleared my throat and said, "No, sorry. I have no idea who Alpha Black's mate is." Those words felt wrong coming out of my mouth and felt forced. Alistair nodded and gave me a small smile. I smiled back.

Finn said. “What’s a fucking Aleph?” Henrik wrinkled his nose. “The Madonie Alpha André D’Amore is gay. His mate Darren Delaney, formerly of Bloodmoon, uses the title Aleph since he’s not a Luna.” Clarence explained, pinching the bridge of his nose. “D’Amore? Why does that name sound familiar?” I frowned in thought. “The Mad Alpha of Incubi. That ring a bell?” Finn folded his arms. “Oh, right. So, it’s his Beta coming?” I nodded.

"I had some help translating some of this, but as far as we can tell, this could explain what has happened with you and Rose" Quickly lifting his eyes to look at his friend, Sebestian felt his mouth go dry "What does it say?" Making a face as he looked at the symbols on the page and not at Sebestian, Damon reached up and scratched his chin. "It talks about children born from Alpha parent, it's a little unclear but this" he pointed at the some of the old words "talks about a split soul, which we think may mean a twin soul? Possibly what we now refer to as a perfect mate".

She was relieved that Amanda had decided to come with her mate. Mate bond does wonders, doesn't it? "Made for each other." Athena spat out with a roll of her eyes as well and sent a thankful prayer to the moon goddess that she didn't pair those to any other partner otherwise they would have destroyed them. "Now tell us, what do you know about their plan?" Dominic asked in a serious tone while looking at Amanda, using his alpha aura. They didn't have any more time to waste on such stupid conversation.

"Then, after seeing and talking to your daughters, I knew we needed this time to complete our full mate bond so I could focus on the family bond when we go home. My new home." "I just didn't want to cause you any more trauma, and it was so hard to hold back. You play dirty!" Amelie pinches my side. "Ouch." "I might be small, but I come from a long line of Alphas. I'm not as weak as I look." She's not wrong. What was this little tornado, my little storm going to do to my life?

Because we are not sure whether we have enough time to fight back. Matt POV I look outside of my window, looking at my ex-mate who was drunk. I could not fucking believe that she was mate because she was so damn useless and ugly. I mind link my beta. "Kill that fucking ex-mate of mine when no one is around her. She is no use to me anymore, she has done her part for me." His mind links me. "Yes, Alpha." I'm so fucking glad that I reject that bitch because she is such a whore. I wonder how Alpha Blake even liked her in the first place. Anyway, I'm coming straight to her after I kill that boyfriend of hers and his pack.

As the door closed on the lingering silhouette of our secret exchange, a new realm of contemplation unfurled before me. “Alpha Haden,” I whispered faintly, an ode to the uncharted pathways that intertwined my fate with his. The tangled threads of fate that bound me to him prompted a chaotic series of questions. “Why did the Moon Goddess choose Alpha Haden as my mate?” I pondered, my voice tinted with a subtle shade of rage as I manoeuvred amidst the bars forged by circumstance. As the seconds ebbed away, a potential shift in my plans emerged, surging through the war-torn landscape of my emotions.