Alpha's Hybrid Mate Novels & Stories

"Guys settle down. I have an important announcement to make. Tomorrow is the marking ceremony and you all know that your future Luna is in danger. I want two werewolves with her at all times. I don't want you to mention any of this to your Luna. As you all know she is pregnant. If she were to worry she might lose the baby. So you need to be casual about it. The Alpha of the rouges has declared war when he tried to take my mate so I want you to be ready at all times. I wished I could be with her at all times but I need to try and sort this mess out." "Yes alpha," they replied in unison and left the office. Only Andrew and Edward stayed behind. They look worried and I don't blame them. If an A

A pack without a Luna remains just as weak as a pack without an alpha, it takes two to make the pack stronger. Kaden needs his mate before he can attain that position which he is greedy forz he would have no choice than to resort into having his mate and by now I'm pretty sure he knows who nova is or at most the connection which they both share. He would need her to be his mate or at least act as Luna,from there I can keep close tabs on him. Although nova is an hybrid and that would nti tell food news or would it pass across good information to the wolves.

Her cheeks started to flush under the moonlight, and Alpha Bastion couldn't tear his gaze away from her angelic face. "I feel drawn to you, possessive, jealous... You are my mate, Mira." Mira didn't know what to say. She too felt drawn to him, but an Alpha being her mate was a little out the gate for her. How could she, a hybrid and rogue be fated to an Alpha? It didn't make sense to her as she was wolfless, but she also believed that she was so much more than just a wolfless hybrid. She licked her lips, glancing over her shoulder and her gaze met the Alpha Kings. He looked just as confused as she did, and she knew the Alpha King could hear them.

I have always been treated as an outcast by my father and even the lowest ranking members of my pack. My name is Skylar, I am from the Crescent pack and my father is the Alpha. I have never shifted before and this has been a major stigma in my life. People see me as weak, shameful and unworthy to be a member of my pack, and even more on worthy to be the Alpha’s daughter. I keep trying my best to prove myself but it’s never good enough. When it seems like things couldn’t get worse for me, everything spiral’s out of my control, not like I had any control over my life anyway. After a masked one night stand with the Alpha of a rival pack, who is known for being ruthless, things become more t

"That was why I asked you to reject her and mark Sophie as your mate. We need a wolf like Sophie to finally get back the pure white wolf of the pack, not a weak human." Alex stood up from the chair. He knew that his mother was definitely up to something. "It seems that you don't understand what I told you the last time. I'm the Alpha, and I can never reject my fated mate, no matter what anyone says." He said with a frustrated sigh before continuing. "You can organize any ceremony you want for Sophie, but remember she's not my mate, which makes that human girl the rightful Luna." He said and walked out of the house without waiting for his mother to talk.

My eyes met the ice-blue eyes of the man across from us on the other side of the gazebo, and I felt frozen in place. “Mate.” He mouthed what I was saying softly. I instantly recognized him! I had seen him hanging out with my brother at the alpha events. I wondered if he was an alpha yet or if his parents were holding back his title, as we both made our way through the crowd towards each other. We didn’t break eye contact once. When he pulled me into his arms and his lips slowly and softly touched mine, I felt as though I was finally home! My mate was a wolf! My mate was an alpha!

“Stop,’’ I say firmly, standing up straight and taking a step closer to the table. “Why?’’ The wolf answers back, startling me. “You are nothing to me but a way to get back at your Alpha.’’ I freeze for a second, my hand inches away from the blade. “I don’t understand what you’re talking about. I don’t follow any Alpha.’’ For some reason, my voice seems off-tone, as if I am no longer the one speaking. The wolf growls and I can almost hear its muscles contract under its skin. “Then like your not Alpha says, filthy loners without a pack like us don’t even deserve to be alive.’’ My mind is racing and, before I can reach out and pick up the steak knife, the large creature jumps towards me, its p

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.

a voice asked. A tall man with a scar running down his cheek stepped forward. Xavier. I had heard of him. Blake’s most ruthless enforcer. "She's human," Xavier spat, looking at me like I was a diseased animal. "Alpha, you can't be serious. You’re bringing a human into the inner sanctum? After everything we've worked for?" "She's the mate, Xavier," Rector said, stepping in behind us. "The bond is real."

Carlos highlighted as he stepped further with his swords and arrows. Before I could take a step forward, Xavier dragged me to himself. "I can never share her with anyone since she is my mate. How dare you come into my territory and trespass? Do you have a death wish?" Xavier bellowed at Carlos, his voice booming and reverberating through the hall. "I am Alpha Carlos, Goldmoonpack's newest king. You might have your way, claiming mates from various werewolf packs, but I am unlike my father who did nothing but lounge in the shadows,"