Alpha's Fake Or Fated Mate Novels & Stories

He has mismatched blue eyes at the right and black eyes at the left; a complex glint flickered past his eyes when our eyes became four. In that minute, Alpha Oswald and I knew we were fated mates. Even without touching him, pleasurable sparks were running through me, and I'm sure he must have been feeling the same thing. 'He's my mate. He's our mate,' Maia's words kept on resounding in my head until I finally understood the precarious situation I was in and I froze immediately. It turns out that Alpha Oswald, the current Alpha of the biggest pack, is my mate, and not only that he already has his Luna!

"You heard me. Alicia is not for you." "Why is that?" Alpha Henry clasps his hands together. "She’s someone else’s mate. Her destiny is to be with that man, and that man isn’t you, Alpha Alistair." Mate? This old man does not know, but Alicia is also my mate. The reason I'm so drawn to her is that she's my mate. I won’t even think about marriage if she isn’t the one for me. "She’s my mate," I retort. I don’t like negotiations, but they can’t be avoided. "Alicia Elrod is my mate," I repeat.

“What?” Selene’s gaze flicked to Damien, enjoying the fury in his eyes. “Didn’t he tell you? Your Alpha father already promised him to me. We’re to be married. A union of packs. A union of power.” “No,” Emilia whispered, her stomach dropping, the bond twisting painfully. She turned to Damien, desperate. “Tell me she’s lying.” Damien’s jaw clenched, his golden eyes burning with fury and shame. “Emilia—” Before he could finish, the forest shook with a deafening snarl.

What's even more tragic is that even though I clearly know that all of Hades's tenderness towards me is just a show, I’m still hopelessly obsessed with this fake bond and hopelessly in love with him. "At that time, Alpha was still with the daughter of the former Beta. What was her name, Alison? They were a perfect match and we all believed they were meant to be together. Who knew that fate would play such a big joke on them?" How they mention the name I least want to hear in my life.

His gaze dropped to my throat, something flashing in his eyes. I stiffened. Slowly, he reached out, fingers brushing against my skin as he pushed my hair back. I jerked away, but he caught my chin, tilting my head. His breath hitched his brows lifting in surprise for a slight moment before a slow grin stretched across his face. Abruptly he laughed out, I could only swallow the bile in my throat wondering what it meant. “So, it’s true.” His voice dripped with amusement. “The powerful Axel, the Almighty Alpha, God’s incarnate is mated to a fragile little human.” he mocked, satisfied with the outcome.

He had promised me that he would protect me, that I was his fated mate. "Is she your fated mate?" the wolf with the red eyes, the Alpha, demanded from Jason. His voice sounded strange though. Jason had told me that there would be a timbre in it, but this sounded like a very weird tinge. It sounded like there was so much more than just another timbre to it.

"The second is endurance. Alphas are not like other werewolves. Their strength, their stamina—it will be unlike anything you have ever known. You must be prepared." A lump formed in my throat, but I remained silent. "The third is desire." She paused, watching me closely. "If you do not please him, if you do not satisfy his instincts, he will reject you. And a rejected mate in Angentha is as good as dead." A heavy silence filled the room. I felt as though the walls were closing in, as though my fate had been carved into my skin with no hope of escape. Mistress Leovold flipped to another page. "You will study these texts. You will learn what pleases a man—what pleases an alpha." Her gaze sharp

He falls into a deep sleep, his fingers still loosely curled around mine as if terrified I might vanish. When he is stable again, his parents follow me to my office. The bodyguards wait outside. I sink into my chair, every part of me trembling from the emotional and physical toll of this endless night. My chest throbs with the lingering pain of Barid’s rejection. Mrs. Northcutt sits across from me, wiping her tears. Mr. Northcutt stands beside her, looking older and more fragile than I have ever seen an Alpha appear. “The name he called you… Nella,” Mrs. Northcutt says. “She is his true fated mate. She rejected him publicly not long ago. She is already planning to marry someone else.”

I was bound for death, and the child i was carrying, was fate after all. But things didn't add up. The curse needed an Alpha. It needed entanglement, a bond already forming, a man already being pulled toward her. Every woman in this book had triggered it the same way, without knowing, without meaning to, simply by existing near the wrong person at the wrong time.

" I'm sorry Alpha heir. I didn't have the chance to inform you of her arrival" Danika still suspected him because of his referring of Damon as Alpha heir. Damon wasn't her father's son and everyone in the pack knew that. His new wife had birthed him to her previous late husband before he took her in. So he wasn't referred to as the Alpha heir. She was because she was older than Lyra, her step sister and father's daughter. But that didn't matter right now. Instead this betrayal she walked up to was all that did. Her gaze faltered as she watched Nirvana pick her underwear from the floor and slip it beneath the loose red dress without shame.