Alpha's Broken Mate Novels & Stories

' he said. 'I doubt that. You are my mate and if I feel that you need me, then that is the way it is', I said. 'The so - called bond is broken. So what are you talking about?' he asked. 'Please go away, I want to be alone!' 'That's where you are wrong', I said. 'You are an Alpha and should know that a mate bond cannot completely be broken if one of the parties haven't accepted the rejection of the other', I said, pausing for it to sink in. 'And I will never accept your rejection!'

I think she took away all my pain. But I’ll be here for Ian, and I had to prepare myself and him because today he was gonna learn that his Mommylú was leaving tomorrow. I shook my head to come out of all these thoughts circling my mind. ~ “The broken mate cure? Luna Patricia asked in disbelief. “Yes.” The Alpha replied. “How could you? Your own mate?” Tears started trickling from her eyes. The Alpha didn’t answer. He was just looking at her. He was devastated. His mate was leaving tomorrow. I wouldn’t want to be in his position. To have a mate and be thousands of kilometers away. It sucked.

"But I fear it's not something that can be forgiven even though he claims he has forgiven me" "Did you cheat on him?" I laughed despite my mood. "Of course not" "Then did you kill someone?" I shook my head and his frown deepened. "So what could you have done that is so unforgivable?" "I entered into his dead mate's tutoring room" he paused. "Just going in?" "He was trying to preserve her scent. He didn't go in there himself and I did, I ruined the memory he was trying to preserve" "First of all, I didn't know the alpha once had a mate" I frowned.

I smiled pulling my handsome mate in for a kiss, which he happily accepted holding me in his arms of protection and love, a force that not a single person could break. I had found my forever and no longer would I be, The Alpha King’s Broken mate. ~The End~

Probability. And none of them supported my mother’s certainty. “Our pack has gone decades without confirmed mates,” I said evenly. “Triplet Alphas disrupt balance. The Moon would not bind us easily.” She studied me with that knowing look that had undone council elders twice her size. “You confuse difficulty with impossibility.” I exhaled slowly. “If fate wished to reveal a mate, she would already be among our people.” “Or hidden,” my mother countered. “Protected. Waiting.” Silas shifted against the obsidian pillar, silent as ever, his presence pressing against my awareness like shadowed steel.

A stage has been put up tons of lights are flickering around the stage and the many tables and flowers in white and different shades of blue colors, the darkest looking almost black. The Alpha is standing on the stage, and when he sees us he calls to get silent. “Moonstone Pack. Thank you everyone to join us here with such short notice." Everyone cheers and waits for what their Alpha is going to say now. “I have an announcement, but before I say what I want to tell a short story. The oldest of you in this pack, remembers the Wolf who was supposed to become my Beta but found just mate and decided to go to her pack and create an alliance between our packs. We all know how we one day found him

"Right on schedule." The change in Callum is instantaneous, eyes blazing pure amber, his claws extending fully as if he realizes the full extent of what's happening before him. The mate bond between us shudders with the force of his rage and heartbreak. For the first time since we met, my inner wolf recoils from its mate, recognizing the primal furor of an Alpha betrayed.

"And you grabbed me, said my name, called me mate. I didn't do anything to you. You did this." Silence stretches, thin and brittle. Then he laughs, short, bark-like, designed to shrink me down. "Mate." He repeats it like a diagnosis, something clinical and repulsive. "An Alpha knows his mate on sight. The bond is unmistakable." His eyes rake over me, hair a mess, feet bare, everything exposed and inadequate. "I feel nothing when I look at you. Nothing."

It was actually the mate bond etched into his very bloodline—an Alpha's instinctive drive to protect the mate he had once bonded with. However, he had destroyed it with his own stupidity and arrogance. He soon found me in the southwest. After several months apart, the Alpha scent on him had become chaotic and unstable. His former confidence and vigor were gone, leaving only haggardness and exhaustion behind. He stood at the door of my dorm room and said in a hoarse voice, "Sasha, I've never thought about breaking the mate bond. I—" "But I have," I interrupted without hesitation. My gaze was calm and still, like a frozen pond, as I continued, "I wanted to break it."

"Listen, I am your mate, and mates choose each other no matter what." I took my hands from him, then took a step backwards to raise my hand between us. "Stop, just stop it. You broke the mate bond, and whatever is broken cannot be fixed without leaving a crack behind. This is the crack I have to deal with." "So, the crack is to want to keep two alphas for yourself?" "No, the crack is that you, my alpha, owe me a regret. Right now, I am not seeing you regretting as you should, rather, you're turning back to be evil."