Alpha Second Mate Novels & Stories

“Do you recognize him?” She could hear murmurs from the gathering. Amelia's heart skipped a beat as she met his eyes, their gaze stiffened on each other. In the essence of intimidation, he was bigger. Amelia, hoping to find warmth in his arms and acceptance in his sight, met with something that shook all of the pack members "I, Alpha Marcus, of the Midnight Moon, pack, hereby reject Amelia as my mate," he declared, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. “What!?”

"Alpha Dante, my name is Gerald." I sucked in a deep breath. "Gerald, I will give you a chance to prove your loyalty. Tonight, you will come with me on this mission. If you betray me or try to escape, I will kill you on the spot." My voice was thick with authority. He bowed his head. "Yes Alpha." Alex removed his cuffs and he quickly shifted into his thin, shaggy-grey wolf. "Mya, Khai, Raya, Daphne, James, Cole, Evander...and Nathan," I called out, "all of you will come with me."

I attended the morning member training punctually, and years of training have molded me into an exceptional female warrior. Just now, I forced back my sorrow and turned down my second mate. This truly is a laughable and tragic story. My first mate was a playboy named Gray Norman. Gray was the Beta of the Maple pack, renowned as a virgin hunter. He rejected me, citing that he hadn't had enough fun yet. After losing the first chance, I told myself to be strong. He was merely a Beta playboy, someone who had been with multiple she-wolves. Being rejected by such a person was not worth my sadness. With the company of family and friends, I quickly pulled myself together.

He answered. “Okay! What’s your alpha’s name and the name of his pack?” I asked and pulled out my phone for a quick research. “Alpha Draven King, and our pack name is Redvale Pack.” He answered without hesitation. I quickly typed his name, but my eyes widened in shock after reading the first report. “Y-your alpha is cursed… and killed his first mate?” It was more of a statement than a question. I looked at his face through the rear-view mirror, and he noticed my fear. He nodded in answer, and my grip tightened around my phone.

Chapter 59 "My mate here.." He placed his hands on her side of the table, then turned back to me. "..is my second mate" He said and I gasped audibly. "And, your first mate?" I asked and his left brow raised involuntarily and he leaned back against his seat. "Dead." His jaw clenched. My eyes widened. "I'm sorry, I didn't.." "It's nothing." He said. "So?.. how did she.." "Well, My great great grandfather was the first descendant alpha to have multiple mates, they brushed it off, it was nothing. My great grandfather became alpha, and nothing, no second mate. Then my grandfather became alpha, he happened to find a second mate.

I looked between both of them, ignoring the exchange, I walked into the room for my bath were Maya was waiting. “Have I done something wrong?” I asked her, peeling the clothes from my body. Maya sighed, “no You haven’t, Megan has always been like that, nasty and annoying.” “What did she mean by, if I survive the night with the Alpha.?” A worried look crossed her Maya’s face, as she poured cold water into the bathtub, constantly checking the temperature. “Tonight, you’ll meet Alpha Kael, he……he is different.” She said, avoiding my eye.

He looked different, more authoritative—an Alpha, unmistakably. Rosco turned toward me and flashed a subtle smile, his gaze unwavering as he spoke with confidence. "I am Rosco Convera, Alpha of the Eastern Sea Pack." He inclined his head, his eyes briefly meeting mine before he turned back to the table. That smile—it sent a shiver down my spine. I hadn’t known he held such a powerful position.

The moment I felt Tracy's heart rate spike, I placed a firm hand on her shoulder without hesitation. ‘Be just as blunt and fearless with him as you are when you're yelling at me,’ I linked her, pushing straight through her mind block as a towering figure stepped out into the light. My eyes narrowed as he materialized before us. But before he could even open his mouth to address us, a woman stepped out from behind his shoulder, her eyes locking onto mine with wide, frantic intensity. "Mate!" the woman gasped out loud, taking an eager, trembling step forward. My grip on Tracy's shoulder tightened violently, my claws almost piercing her jacket as my gaze locked onto the woman . "You're my mate,

“The kind of man who is nothing like my first mate.” Again, it’s a statement. “I am no Alpha. I am only a warrior,” I say, humbly. I guess if she wants to reject me, it’s better to do it now than wait until Eve might need me again. Another step. “You say that as if it’s a bad thing. My first mate was an Alpha, and he was a horrible man who had no respect for women and would put his own pride and arrogance ahead of his mate and child every day,” she says.

I felt my smile slip and dug my fingernails into her arm. Elara's voice was barely audible: "I don't know." I laughed, trying to sound amused. "Elara is too kind to speak ill of anyone," I said, glancing at the Alpha. "But I assure you, my first mate was no angel." The Alpha's heavy gaze was on Elara, not me. He said nothing. I was starting to feel like I was drowning. The Alpha turned back to face me, his face as impassive as ever. "If your pack is doing so well," he asked, "why are you here?"