I Found My True Alpha Novels & Stories

But at this moment, I couldn’t hold it anymore and for the first time since I became alpha ,I cried. Adrian was dead

I read silently, “I have received your letter asking me how to find a true mate. But truth be told, no one can find their true love unless they dare to fall in love. So the only thing I can advise you is to allow yourself to find your mate, whether it’s your fated mate or chosen mate. You will eventually find out who your true mate is if you allow yourself to find them. Who knows? Perhaps you’d be like me: my first love is a three-in-one precious; she’s my fated mate, my chosen mate, and my true mate all in one girl. She’s my wife now and my Luna. And I hope you find yours too sooner than we both expected.” Then it was signed off by the words: With all due respect, Your Alpha Bestfriend. I d

"It was the Alpha." My breath caught in my throat, my mind grappling to comprehend the revelation. The alpha, the very one who had once been consumed by rage, had been the one to save me. The realization washed over me, filling me with a mixture of relief and awe. "The alpha is back to himself," I murmured softly, the words escaping my lips almost as a whisper. The transformation in him filled me with a glimmer of hope, a testament to the power of redemption and growth within their pack.

Xavier said, “No, Cap always smell nice sometimes” Josh said, drunkenly making my heart thumped against my chest. “What did you drink?” Xavier asked as he pulled Josh along with him. This are one of the times I wished I was an Alpha. Heat returned and everything starts spiraling again, I knew if i don't get away from here I would lose control. I got off the stool and walked towards the restroom hoping to lock myself in a stall. I successfully made it to a stall even though I know my scent might now be attracting alpha. “I need to call Anne” I mumbled as I pulled the stall lock but a strong hand grab it. “There you are”

Waylon paused as he tucked in my blanket, then looked at me gently. "I thought I had made it very obvious. Seraphina, you're so smart, so how could you not see that I like you?" I froze, surprised that he would say it so bluntly. Honestly, I had suspected that he might like me, but I hadn't dared to believe it. "What do you even like about me? I'm a divorced woman without a wolf," I said. Meanwhile, he was the Alpha of the Nocterra pack—the gap between us was so vast.

The bond between them had been severed, and he was left with a sense of loss he couldn't fully understand. As Lyra returned to the kitchen, she felt a mixture of relief and resolve. She had revealed her true identity, and though it had not changed her immediate situation, it had given her a new sense of purpose. She would not be defined by her circumstances. She was an Alpha by blood, and she would find a way to rise above the pain and the challenges that lay ahead.

He was the perfect Alpha, and he was the perfect mate, and nothing was going to change my opinion on that matter. “Help has arrived... Time to spring into action.”

I shouted, the last release of my anger. Whatever it is, my hatred for that man, the rules about Mate, this town, and Barbara have grown, and I'm sure it's going to get bigger and bigger until I can't control it. Even though I knowingly know, I am the last line of Beta, and my uncle is an Alpha. Those rules apply to my life, but not if I'm against every.

He took that as a sign of fear, and came closer a bit, but kept reasonable distance. "Hey, hey. Don’t be scared. I won't hurt you. Let me help you, okay?" He said and she mentally rolled her eyes. Me? Scared? You wish, man. But she kept a straight face and even managed the tiniest crack in her voice when she said, "who are you?" He smiled, revealing some nice white teeth. "My name is Evander, I am the alpha of full moon. That's my very close friend and beta, Alec."

my voice falters as I try to sound convincing. "Don't lie to me!" he says, threatening me. "It's the truth, I swear!" my voice trembles, his eyes staring at me with an intimidating intensity. Then something extraordinary happens. A huge, black figure suddenly appears, an imposing wolf that stands between me and the assailant. Its eyes shine with a ferocious intensity, a protective aura enveloping its majestic posture. A wolf in New York? Has it escaped from the zoo? What do I do, my God? He doesn't even look like an ordinary wolf, he's much bigger than I've ever seen on TV and his fur shines in the moonlight with an abnormal intensity. It's even... beautiful. But my heart is beating even fas