Beast King's Crippled Mate Novels & Stories

The Alpha chuckles walking down the last step of the pack house but due to his injury, much slower than usual. “You’re making one of the biggest mistakes of your life accepting her as your mate and Queen, she is nothing but a disrespectful, weak whore. She isn’t fit to lead herself let alone a Kingdom of people! I bet she hasn’t even spoken single word to you!” The Alpha continues to shout abuse in my direction, the already angry King who held tightly onto my hand seemed to tense that much more and turn his own head to look at the Alpha.

For some reason, he seemed awfully familiar. "As you all know, your Alpha is dead." His voice resounds through the forest. "I am sorry for the loss you have all encountered today, but I'm not here to make it any better." A few people gasped, murmuring among themselves at his words. "My name is Alpha Henry, but most people call me King." He introduce shortly, I frown. He was supposed to be Eloise's mate. He must be devastated. *

Her scent was off—it started to smell like blood. I looked beyond and what I saw didn’t make me happy. It made me angry, and Ragner began to surface at the sight before our eyes. Our mate was being beaten by three grown men. Just as a foot was about to make contact with my mate's face, Ragner let out a ferocious roar, stopping them dead in their tracks and shaking the entire palace. “GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY MATE!!!”

She had been told that for most people when they met their mates it was as though they were having a love at first sight encounter and yet it appeared almost as though he wanted nothing to do with her. But then she froze instinctively when she smelt something in the air. She sniffed loudly and she realized that there was a scent of another on him and it was almost as though she had been hit by a tum of beicke. He was the Alpha. He already had a mate. One who was heavily pregnant for that matter and one that she was supposed to be helping. It was almost ironic how her life always seemed to end up being like a series of unfortunate sistaters.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

His eyes were completely black with veins surrounding them. " let me go. " Vince roared as he nearly dislodge Elijah hold from his arm. " calm down Vince. " Jake said but Vince was past the point of hearing. " they called my mate a pet. " Vince gritted out word as the witches all shifted back with worry on their facial expressions. They knew better than to mess with a supernatural's mate. A mate is the weak point, strong point and breaking point of a supernatural. And they just went against the mate of the strongest vampire in existence.

"Star Soul Academy, no matter how powerful you are, I will not let go of anyone who dares to violate my brother!" The King of Beasts' eyes were filled with a trace of evil spirit as he roared in a deep voice... Two days later! Zephyr Khan, the King of Beasts and the Nine Netherbird set off again. Although this island was mysterious, Meat Bun were quite good at exploring treasures.

The other part of me was telling me to run while screaming danger! Rumors also spread that after his mate’s death, he could not control his beast and would shift uncontrollably, killing some servants in the process. I had no idea which was true, and which was not. King Elio looked up at the sky and let out a long howl as if he was in anguish. Using the chance, I turned my back on him. Wrong move. He pounced, and we held my hands in his chest in an attempt to shove him away, but I failed. He was too strong for me.

His mate knew what was going to happen next. Breaking his eye contact with Emmeline, Aric turned towards Amber. "Do it.." His voice was low but thick with emotions, his tone almost otherworldly. The King of the Beast was giving up on his mate bond~ To be continued...

He stayed buried in her, their bodies locked, sweat-slicked and panting. “I’ve damned you,” he whispered. She smiled against his shoulder. “Then damn me again tomorrow.” He kissed her collarbone. But beyond the cave, the forest stirred. And far away, something else, something with wings and ash felt the tremor of old magic rekindled in Ruellan’s bond. The Beast King had taken a mate and there would be a reckoning.