Alpha Mates Novels & Stories

“So, I have a proposal. You know that mates need to be together to strengthen their bond. Especially for me, it is important as an Alpha. My mate will not only strengthens me but also takes my pack into a better mental balance” “And what's your suggestion, Alpha? My daughter is just a pup. The mating is only possible when she is eighteen," her mother now says with concern. Mercedes is a miniature of the woman sitting in front of me now, albeit with a conspicuous birthmark near one ear. She is probably of Alpha descent, from a different pack than Silver Moon. It is common for sisters of Alphas to mate with Betas on their own or from another pack.

Beta Marco placed Amari on her feet and commented about how much she had grown. "Don't be silly, Beta Marco. I'm the same." "Nah, there's something different about you. You're happy." "I'll agree with you there," Amari commented. Beta Marco and Amari heard a throat clear behind them. Amari turned around and rolled her eyes at the hardened look on her mate's face. "I'm sorry, Beta Marco. I've been rude. Let me personally introduce you to my mate, Alpha Alexander Beaumont." "We've met, but isn't Alpha Alexander Camilla's mate?"

“He has a very large wound that is going to expand, and if he doesn't—” “Alessandro D'Amato is the Alpha,” Valeria said, and I stopped talking immediately. "He's not just any fool; he's an Alpha, and you can't force him or defy him to stay home while he wages war. That's not something you think can happen. You have to understand that at this point." “But he—”

“And I’m here because I have a right to be. I’m your true mate.” The words hit Olivia like a physical blow. She froze, her heart pounding in her chest as the air seemed to grow thicker around her. True mate? How could that be? Ralph’s face darkened, his eyes narrowing as he stared at Cassandra. “That’s impossible,” he said firmly. “Olivia is my mate.” Cassandra’s smile didn’t falter. If anything, it grew more self-assured. “I don’t blame you for being confused, Alpha. This situation isn’t your fault. It’s hers.” She turned her piercing gaze to Olivia, who flinched under the intensity of it.

I snap. “What? You can’t take the sexual talk from me? Or you can’t handle me talking about your mates or dick?” Lena teases. “All of it,” I growl. “She’s onto something, though,” Damien chuckles. “DO we have any other mates? How many mates becomes too many?” “I don’t think my underage sister needs to be thinking or talking about mating anyone,” I snarl. “Okay, but in regards to us not her…think about it…the Alphas discovered their fourth mate later. How many mates are too many?”

A flicker runs through the mate bond, like a hand brushing softly against my thoughts. ‘They’re trying to separate the beast—the “Feral Alpha”—from the man, Dominicus Amadeus’, Dom’s voice murmurs smoothly in my mind. ‘The beast was a monster, a freak of nature. Of course they were no match. But Dominicus Amadeus is just a man. An Alpha like any of them. Yes, the old stories say the Amadeus Alpha is different from the others… but those Alphas died long before these ones were born. None of them ever met one.’ I keep my expression neutral, but inside I nod slightly.

’ Ember growls in my mind. “OK but that’s Goddess-given mates, not chosen mates.” I say. “But still… This is some news…” I trail off, my mind swirling from the bomb that was just dropped. Of all the things they could have said I wasn’t expecting a mating contract between Mars and Hazel! Alpha Mars is considered one of the most ruthless, bloodthirsty Alphas in the last few centuries. He isn’t known as the future Alpha King of War for nothing. Heck! He probably eats rogue werewolf casserole for dinner! ‘He’s probably part vampire since he loves blood and killing so much.’ Ember snorts.

Amalie I enter the temple for Easton’s memorial as Jericho’s mate. As soon as I do, the Davenport twins glare at me as if I shot their puppy or something, and I feel like the old Amalie. The slug. The useless curse. All I want to do is turn away and run. Jericho grips my hand tightly and says, "They are nothing," in my head. "You are an Alpha spirit, the Luna of the biggest pack in the world, and my mate. Hold your head high."

I ask stepping back. “I am a Luna, a queen. I will not let anyone step on me ever again. Even Jason will bow and scrap because I will demand it,” Amilee straightens her shoulders and crosses her arms. “You can support me or take a rejection. As I understand it, if an Alpha rejects a mate or gets rejected, he loses half his strength. What is your choice, Alpha?”

I said. "I am always well informed," she said, without any particular pride in it, just as fact. "Which is why I want to say what I'm about to say directly rather than dressing it up." She met my gaze. "If you invoke the Mate's Claim and take an Omega as your bonded mate and future co-leader of this pack, North-Crest will withdraw its alliance. Formally and completely. We will rescind the mutual defense agreement, close the trade routes, and recall our representatives from Silver Moon territory within thirty days." The map room was quiet. Outside, the pack grounds were doing their morning business, the sound of it filtering through the stone walls, ordinary and continuous.