Fated To The Alpha Series Novels & Stories

I should have answered: Your death. Instead, the words tangled in my throat. I stepped closer, slowly. “Caelum,” I said at last, my voice low and slightly shaky. “Alpha of Bloodthorn.” Her breath hitched. She knew the name. I crouched, inches from her, close enough to see the blood on her lips, close enough to hear her heart struggling in her chest. My hand lifted, almost on its own, to brush the ash from her cheek. And then I stopped, trembling.

" He rolled his eyes. "Oh, okay, bet- I mean Riggs." "Well, Alice, yeah." He shrugged like it was nothing. "And no one told me? Alpha was so possessive and upset with you like he had some rights over me, I can't believe-" "She's his arranged mate, not his fated mate." "Wait, what does that mean?" "It means the woman fated to alpha is still out there somewhere, they have the mate connection, so we can still call it forced, that's why he seems to have so much control over who he likes, and how he wants to treat them."

"That, my dear, is a very long story." "Well, I'd like to hear it." So he told me about his life, while we sat on a fallen tree trunk. About how after he parted ways with me when his family had moved, they had travelled from place to place. Then how he had separated from his family to forge a life in his own. And had met a lot of people, including the Alpha Twins. They had become friends and eventually, they had made him their beta. "Wow," I said, once he was done. "What a wild ride you must have had."

He further warned me, if I go against the will of this Oracle, I have to give up my title as royal Alpha and my pack will abandon me. Alpha king was still an energetic Alpha, it was not even his time to abdicate his throne but why is he in such a hurry? But I dare not ask that. So for my pack's future, I must be responsible. If it is Oracle's prophecy and the moon goddess's will, then I must follow it with my whole heart. Not as a Marcus Anderson but as an heir and the next Alpha king to Dragon forest. Day after coronation Ceremony,

We were not merely two wolves brought together by circumstance, but rather a fated pair destined to confront the forces that threatened our pack. The forgotten past revealed a prophecy, whispered in hushed tones through the ages. It spoke of an Alpha and a chosen one, bound by a sacred bond and destined to face a formidable adversary. The true nature of the rogues that had captured Alpha Damien was far more sinister than we had ever imagined. They were not mere outcasts but a malevolent force seeking to shatter the delicate balance between light and darkness.

Cade barely acknowledged his brothers departure, embracing his mate, trying to calm his wolf, they needed all their wits about them, needed to be alert until the threat was taken care of, his mind still going back to the threatening note… Flashback: Reject your mate or her death will be on you. She will not be accepted, she is weak, she is unworthy to be our Alpha. She is the scum of the earth, beneath our kind, a weakling. Reject her or we will do it for you. We will wipe the stench of her scent from this world for the survival of the pack. You have been warned! End of flashback.

With that alone, they will know a new Alpha by scent and the internal instinct that presented itself in that moment, even if they've never met. If Katrina has a mate somewhere out there in the world, he will feel it too, the bond that already exists between them like a thin thread, thickening and pulsating, drawing them together. The top two duties of an Alpha are to rule and to procreate. That's the instinct that will draw her mate to her. That's the only reason I know for sure I'm not her mate. Not like I didn't know before, no matter how much I tell myself, I wish I were. I’m not the one she comes home to at night, curls up against in bed and fucks until we're both howling at the moon

**** On May 22, the moon will be out and it would shine so bright as it has ever had, the alpha would be awakened, and there would be no choice but to let fate be fulfilled. You couldn’t run from it. No matter how long or how far you run, you’ll meet again. And when you met there’s no turning back. Because it’s has begun from birth. The cursed lived, the killer would live too. And on May 22, the Alpha would rise.

Daniel approached me cautiously, taking deliberate steps to avoid frightening me further, his eyes gentle yet intense. "I'm not just any wolf, Sarah," he said calmly. "I'm the Alpha, and you are my fated mate. That means we're destined to be together, bound by a connection that surpasses ordinary understanding." "What is an Alpha?" I asked. Daniel finally closed the distance between us and sat down in front of me. "An Alpha is the leader of a group of werewolves. The Alpha's role is to protect, guide, lead the pack and so much more. When it comes down to love. every wolf has a soulmate, someone destined to be theirs. You recognize your fated mate by the electric touch whenever your skin make

Four Alphas sat in silence, cloaked in power and impatience. Alpha Tim of the North Wing—arrogant and aged, his eyes cold with calculation. Alpha Maelis of the East Wing—slender, sharp, with a smile that never reached his eyes. Alpha Silas of the West—young, ambitious, always the first to sniff out weakness. And Lady Maerina, representing the South. The only one not an Alpha, but bold enough to sit like one. Elder Galen stood by the head of the table, like a spider waiting in its web.