Her Revenge The Alpha Kings Mate Novels & Stories

Athena whispered, stepping closer to me, her usual bravado melting into unease. “Hello there, you two.” A voice, smooth as velvet but laced with danger, cutting through the silence like a blade. Athena gasped and, in an instant, darted behind me, her trembling hands clutching my arm. “Who are—” I began, but my words caught in my throat. My heart stuttered as the person stepped forward revealing himself to be the Lycan king, the Alpha of all Alpha's and instincts screamed both danger and something… deeper.

I understood the potential for further devastation, the lives that would be affected by this choice. But my desire for revenge, for redemption, clouded my judgment. The memory of Lucian's superior strength, his mocking smirk, resurfaced with renewed intensity. It fueled my determination to restore my honor, to reclaim my position as the dominant alpha. Yet, even as I gave the order, a nagging doubt tugged at the edges of my consciousness. Was this truly the path I wanted to tread? Was there not another way, a way to find resolution without further bloodshed? The conflict within me intensified, battling against the unyielding drive for vengeance.

"But do you believe my papa?" "No, but someone did start all this. Someone framed my parents wrongly." A sliver of the blood alpha he truly was crossed his features, flames of dark fury blazing behind his frosty silvers. "I only need to find out who," he clipped, the promise of immense pain and agony behind his cold voice sent a chill down my back. I could only imagine all the ways he'd seize his revenge once he got his hands on that man, and it wouldn't be anything near pretty.

“I don’t know what he saw in a puny human like you. There is nothing about you that would ever make me betray my pack and abandon my plan of revenge. You deserve to die for your father’s crimes and I assure you that I will bring justice to all of us. I will make your father regret not having hunted us down better. You will cry in pain. You will cry so loudly that he will hear you wherever he is buried and twist and turn in his grave at the sound of your wails! You will be butchered as we were. Dragged through the mud. And when we’ve taken everything there is to take from you, when we’ve left you empty and drained, only then will we take your life. You will suffer miserably and we’ll never le

Saying no might alert him that I know something. I want him completely clueless. It would make my revenge more sweeter. I run my hand through his soft brown hair, the noise he makes encourages me. “I love you,” he mumbles against my lips, cupping my breasts. His words ring hollow and I realize there’s no feeling behind it. My anger starts to rise but I close my eyes and push into him hard. He matches my pace passionately. The air sings with the heat of our bodies rubbing impatiently together. The last thought that filters into my head before I shove everything away is ‘Nothing will ruin my revenge.’

Later, when Airella's entire family was slaughtered, she felt nothing but schadenfreude. The wicked always got their comeuppance. Yet, the man who had tormented her dreams had probably never spared her a single thought in all his years. But in the dead of night, her dreams always returned to that first moment she had laid eyes on him—her heart pounding, her face flushed with shy admiration. It was the things you couldn't have that stayed with you forever, searing into your soul. With a violent thrust, she sent a cup crashing to the floor. As the porcelain shattered, she glared at the debris, her eyes brimming with venom. If only her father had permitted her to wed Alpha Bentley back in the d

“You should be loyal, Maddy. I don’t want a cheating partner.” “Nor do I.” “You’re afraid you won’t find your mate, huh?” He smiled wickedly. “Then I’ll make sure you won’t find him.” “Please, if you want to play, leave me out of it. I know my life has been pretty awful, but I’m still a woman. I want to meet my mate.” I was getting pissed and the devious alpha was enjoying it. “Do you want help in finding him?” “As of now, I don’t need a mate. So, no thanks.”

"To give me time to navigate this impossible situation. But instead of patience or compassion, she responded with violence and poison." Gasps rippled through the gallery. Damien's eyes met mine across the chamber floor. Cold. Calculating. Triumphant. "She attempted to poison Vanessa at our anniversary celebration," he said. "When that failed and I was forced to protect my true mate, Isabella publicly humiliated me, rejected our bond, and fled to another Alpha's territory." Lucas's hand tightened around mine. I could feel his fury building. "But her revenge didn't stop there," Damien pressed on. "Within days, her father, Alpha Evan of Blackridge, was poisoned. Conveniently incapacitated, leav

She’d never stood a chance. I felt a flicker of satisfaction—cold, clean—but no real joy. This wasn’t the end. It was only the opening move. Judge Reed was now an enemy I hadn’t planned for, and I had no interest in collecting more grudges. Revenge had a target: Samuel. Ella and her mother were collateral. I’d deal with them when they crossed my path again. Until then, I had bigger shadows to chase. I walked toward the main house. Voices drifted from the open window of Alpha Agnes’s study on the second floor.

The pale moon was all she could see if she was searching for it, however, even that was hidden by the bright lights. There were men on top of the wall. They control the beams of light, rotating them toward her and the mercenary. From below, a speaker turned on, filling the air with static. “State your name and business!” She didn’t see guns, but she felt like they were on her. The hair on the back of his neck stood up. She tensed as the mercenary leaned back. She hadn’t noticed how cold she was until his unintentional body heat was removed. “The Raven. I’ve returned with a gift for the King’s harem.”