Fated To My Enemy Alpha Novels & Stories

Worry lines creased his brow, and I wondered what exactly had happened with his fated mate, for he seemed to fear the topic so much. “Amelia was my fated mate. She’d been from another pack and we’d met just a few months after the insurgency and I’d been the alpha for a few months, almost a year.” “She’s dead?” I asked, noting his choice of words. “Yes, she is. A few months after I’d just become the alpha of my pack, I realized how bad the pack’s situation was. The tyrant Alpha had wasted the pack’s funds, leaving only the territory untouched.”

"But things will get much worse from here on, child. The burden of this entire pack will soon be on your shoulders. People will look to you to solve their blood feuds. The women and the children will expect you to protect them when the Alpha goes to war." She let out a short, bitter laugh. "And you will have more enemies than you can count. The Alpha's enemies will immediately become yours. From the exact moment you bleed on that stone today, you become a walking target. And Fenris Volkov is the most powerful Alpha this continent has seen in a hundred years. His enemies are terrifying." The room went completely silent. Only the crackle of the hearth fire filled the space.

Faye's Pov Our pack is struggling and what better way to save it than a marriage alliance. The Alpha's daughter is married off to another Alpha in hopes of building ties. The daughter, in this case, is me. I remember when my father told me about the marriage alliance. I screamed in his face and slammed the door. I hated him for trying to marry me off to a man I didn't know. I swore at him for trying to enslave me to a powerful pack in the name of marriage but that was until I realized who I was getting married to — Alpha Damon of the Crescent Moon Pack. The man who saved my life 5 years ago.

Astrid Lancetii is known as a multi billionaire CEO in London. As a vampire who saw her mother destroyed by a blood-bond, Astrid’s life is governed by one rule: Never depend on a single source. She keeps her hunger satisfied through casual, fleeting encounters, ensuring no one ever gets close enough to own her. Until she picks the wrong man for a snack. William Winchester isn’t just another high-society playboy. He is the Alpha of the disgraced Winchester Pack, a man who has spent years in the shadows planning to reclaim the legacy Astrid’s father stole from him. After a night of calculated passion, William reveals his trap: a high-definition recording of Astrid’s true nature. With the

“Tim is grown up.” “And we can still catch up here at home. Don’t worry. I’ll make you forget about that lowly Alpha.” “Oh. Thank you.” My throat dried up. Wrong Alpha. She was trying to make me forget about the wrong Alpha. The enemy was closer than she thought.

She wanted the mark, the bond, the tether that would make them unbreakable, even as it condemned her to his fate. Her hands rose to cradle his face, and she whispered against his mouth, “Then fight with me. Don’t fight me.” His golden eyes opened, molten and broken all at once. And for the first time since she had met him, Draven Kaelith—the feared Alpha, the killer of her father, the wolf who commanded armies—looked utterly undone. They broke only when his body gave way.

“That’s not possible.” “You of all people should know that nothing is impossible,” he narrated meaningfully. I pondered on it while looking back at the events of these past weeks. It was a roller coaster ride of heightened emotions, and I realized that Viggo was right. “Alpha Rowan made it clear that I am his enemy now. If we crossed paths again, we might have to kill each other.” Even though Viggo and I are friends, Alpha Rowan is still his alpha. He will follow his alpha’s command, even if his heart doesn’t want to.

then what was I? "Look," my voice was soft in the courtyard that was empty save for us. "I'm not going to say this again. But perhaps you need it to be explained to you like a child..." I took a step forward, but she didn't move, keeping her doe-eyes gaze on mine. "Stay away from my Alphas. They're MINE. You missed your chance," I smiled triumphantly. "And I don't take kindly to people who try to take what's mine."

But, in all honesty, neither James nor Mia seemed to have minded much. That was not how the evening was meant to play out. The Alpha Gathering had been preying on James’ mind for months. It was meant to be the night in which he would show off his wife with pride and joy. It was bad enough that he couldn’t come out and plainly state that Mia was so much more to him than just a wife. She was his fated mate. But knowing that he hadn’t even had the chance to tell her this bit of news, didn’t make it right for him to just throw it out to everyone else and basically blindside her.

“I want her taken. Quietly. No blood spilled in the packlands. No witnesses.” The tall one tilted his head. “Taken where?” I smiled. “Far.” Silence stretched. The fire cracked. One of them shifted, uneasy. “Kidnapping an Alpha’s mate is a death sentence.” “She is not their mate,” I snapped, the edge slipping into my voice before I could stop it. I inhaled, steadying myself. “Not truly. The bond is flawed. Twisted. I intend to correct it.” “And after she’s taken?” the woman asked. “What then?”