Alpha's Cute Mate Novels & Stories

"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."

In our history no Alpha has ever been mated to a male human before. "Mate" My Wolf screamed. He for sure he didn't care by his excitement he was pacing with joy chanting mate while I on the other hand I was in disbelieve that this is really our mate. There he stood my fucking mate who was way too thin and looked like he hadn't eaten enough for a long time his face was smooth I will tell you that and had a smile that brighten the whole room.He looked so innocent with curiosity in his sparkling eyes but everything else about him was wrong.

You can tell the Alpha is a clean freak when everything in his office of fucking white, and diamond in color, I walked to his huge working desk and there lies a photo of him and his brothers, you can tell who is the Alpha just by looking at their pictures, his Aura is so strong and undeniable, I also saw another picture of a pretty lady and a handsome man that looks like the old version of the Alpha and his brothers and just by looking at them you can tell it's their parents, I wanted to leave the table when I saw another picture of a pretty lady, she was smiling so brightly while the Alpha stared at her in that picture, it was just the both of them and the Alpha's eyes was filled with love,

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?

She pauses as she watches me. "Two what?" I blurted out. "Or you are his mate" Silence, total silence descends on us as we stare at each other Alice must be crazy. How can I be his mate? I pick a pillow from the bed and I throw it at her. "You are insane Alice did you think this is one of the fictional stories you have been reading cut it off babe I can never be a mate to an alpha I know nothing about them" I stand up from the bed not ready to listen to her stupid talk anymore.

We both turned abruptly to look at who had entered the room so quietly that we hadn't noticed. It was him. The man that had murdered my entire family, my pack and everyone and everything I knew. He was standing by the door in a dark blue suit, simply looking at me. "Ye.......yes Alpha. Please forgive me Mistress." The maid bowed slightly towards me. "I wish to help the Mistress into bed and feed her." The Alpha turned to look at me again. I stared right back at him. "Please get into bed Charlotte so she can.........." "I will not." I answered sharply. He seemed taken aback by my statement. At first I wasn't so sure but it seemed he was pleased at something, he was smiling.

Theresia began to get saturated, choosing to play on her cell phone. Elsewhere, a man was walking down the street. Letting rainwater wet his whole body. His handsome face with tanned skin, and curly hair. His gaze was as sharp as a razor but his face looked very sweet and cute. He is Ace Edgar, an Alpha Werewolf from the Alaska area pack. Ace's strength could no longer be doubted, and his handsome face made him almost perfect. But unfortunately until now, at the age of 27 years old. Ace hasn't found his mate either. "Don't I have a mate? Why haven't I met my mate until now," muttered Ace with his flagship flat face.

“You’re so afraid of being hurt that you’ve decided to never be loved.” His hand dropped from my face as if I’d bitten him. The mask of the smug Alpha slammed back into place instantly. “I’m an Alpha, Avelora. I don’t need love. I need loyalty and a mate who can run a mile without collapsing.” He checked his watch again. “Your five minutes were up three minutes ago. We’re running the long way back.” He was too good at changing the topic. “The long way?” I groaned, looking at the steep trail leading back into the dark woods. “You are a monster. A literal, actual monster.”

"You are welcome." I curtsied and turned to leave but he held me back. "Mate." He called out. This had to be a joke. I had two mates? I was still trying to wrap my head around the newest development when the other alpha who had held Alpha Lance back walked up to me and went on one knee. "I am Alpha Phineas of the Dark Wood Pack. You are my mate." He said.

he had smiled. “Speaking of mates, how many does your uncle currently have?” I had asked nonchalantly. “None that I know of…. None serious anyway…” he rubbed the back of his neck. Just as I had expected, Alpha Roam had intended to just add me to his collection. I was not cub making material and not suitable to be a proper mate to the Alpha. He only wanted me for a plaything. I had decided not to pry too much as my questions had started to make the beta uncomfortable. I had thanked him, cooked him and Lil a nice dinner/breakfast, and let them off early to have some alone time while I had finished last night’s shift out.