Fated And Claimed By Four Alphas Novels & Stories

Mateo, his beta, had talked him into pulling his hair back this morning since they had a meeting to attend later this afternoon. Wolves are stronger once they find and claim their mates, but chosen mates can be beneficial too. A chosen mate can help with establishing allies, settling feuds, and if they are of a strong line they can help increase your strength and possibly status. A fated mate is what most hope to find though. With your fated mate not only does the bond make each of you stronger, but that is also the other half of you. They were created for you by the Moon Goddess herself.

but he couldn't rescue her yet because she had been kidnapped by his jealous elder brother who was the beta of the Bayero pack. It had been four days now, since Alexis, the love of his life was kidnapped. he remembered how she was before she left the Alpha's domain. she was with him, she sat on his lap while he cracked jokes and she laughed. Then, she decided to leave the Alpha's domain and take a stroll with a few omegas. His turf, the Alpha's domain was highly guarded by sentinel wolves. it was the highest place anyone could ever be in the world. no one could penetrate or leave without his knowledge.

I'm sure Zed was spewing nonsense about us being mates, and then Erebus too. “How can I be mated to three men at once?” I asked only to see him , reaching his fingers to graze my pips. “I'm not sure about that either, but I had seen the look in my brother's eyes and that of the Alpha Kings as well; they longed for you. Did you know they had beaten each other to a pulp when you left? I'm certain they want to be with you as well... But I won't let them take you away from me,“ He complained.

“Because she’s not just anyone. Her blood is older than any Alpha’s reign. Older than the mate bond that ties her to him. And there are those who would kill to taste it.” His hand drifted toward the bottle, but he didn’t drink. Ayla. His Ayla. The woman he was going to marry. She had returned changed—stronger, more distant, cloaked in something wild. Something ancient. And worst of all… she was claimed by him. Maybe helping Sera would make Ayla see what she’d thrown away. Maybe betrayal was the only thing he had left. Maybe. Just Maybe. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

“But highly unusual and usually within families of High Alphas? Yes. Did you suddenly become a High Alpha?” I shifted, uncomfortably. Here I went again with the lies. “Some non-High Alphas have had two fated mates,” I said, quietly. “I read the tomb on wolves with multiple fated mates. It’s not having two fated mates that’s bad, it’s bad when you don’t do anything about them.” Kairos threw a bag of supplies down and gave me a pointed look. He crossed his arms over his chest. “I thought I was clear when I said I don’t. Share.”

A raw, elemental, unquestionable claim. Rhea gasped, her body arching into his. She felt her connection to Ash, to Zane, to Kai, to Blaze, a powerful, shielding armor that was being forged in the flame of his claim. She felt their power, merged, their strength, their love. She was no longer just Rhea. She was Rhea Mooncrest, the Omega of four fated alphas. She was their queen. Ash drew back, his lips smeared with her blood. He gazed at her, his eyes blazing with a wild, possessive victory. "She is marked. She is claimed. She is ours. And anyone who tries to touch her… will incur the wrath of a fated Alpha."

Together, they delved into the depths of the tapestry, studying its ancient symbols and deciphering its hidden messages. As Isabella immersed herself in her studies, she stumbled upon a forgotten prophecy that had been concealed within the tapestry for centuries. It spoke of a great cosmic alignment, a convergence of destinies that would bring forth a new era of supernatural beings. According to the prophecy, two powerful Alphas would rise, each destined to play a pivotal role in shaping the future of the supernatural world. One would be the Alpha King, chosen by the Lycan prince who had long awaited his mate. The other would be the Alpha Queen, the fated mate of Phoenix, the prospective Alp

I pressed back against the stone wall, wishing I could disappear into it. "Let me tell you a story," he said, crouching down so we were eye level. This close, I could see scars on his neck and arms, old ones that had healed badly. "Once upon a time, there were four Alpha brothers. The strongest, most powerful wolves in the northern territories." My breath caught. "Four?" "Four," he confirmed. "Rowan, Damon, Riven, and me. We ruled together, shared everything. Including the right to claim the next Luna when she appeared."

Let him claim us. But I wasn’t ready. He pulled back, shaking, his breath ragged, his Alpha’s dominance suffocating yet protective. His hand cupped my jaw as he pressed his forehead to mine. “I would wait forever for you,” he vowed. “But my wolf… he already knows you’re ours.” And I knew then, this wasn’t just desire. It was inevitable, fated and final. ALE’S POV The next morning, I could barely keep the grin off my face as I drove to the Rossi villa. After years of betrayal, after Elisabetta, after the scars my father left, I finally found her. My luna. My mate.

I whispered, my heart shattering. Marcus marched forward and gripped my chin tightly, his eyes burning bright golden, "How fucking dare you disrespect me?! I'm the alpha of this pack. You're on MY TERRITORY. How dare you, a human fucking whore!" I grasped his wrist, trying to wrench it off me. He seethed, "You stood on my ground and lied to me? This is why you kept denying being my girlfriend, right? Of course. How can a slut get tied down to just one man."