Marked By My Best Friend’s Mate’s Alpha Brother Novels & Stories

Fucker is lucky he’s my friend. “I want to know what the doctor meant when he said she was marked by two alphas. She was unmarked when I left, and now she’s laid up with a mark and a mar.” I don’t miss the subtle tone of anger in his voice and part of me wants to punch him in the throat for thinking this was my fault. But the other part is happy that Thea has people aside from me that care for her.

I say, like I’m asking her to pass the salt. “Oh well, then, congratulations Alpha,” my mother bows at me. “Nope, I submitted my pack to Alpha Sol, I am the future Beta again.” “That was surprisingly easy for you,” Alpha Mark comments, narrowing his eyes at me. “We get attacked by rouges a lot. By the way, your Beta was injured defending your pack from Waterman. Luckily, our forces were there to help defend your pack. You may want to go home and check on them.” “Thank you,” he studies me before leaving. I’m guessing, to check on his pack.

Because the more I saw them together, with their bodies so close to each other and her arm on his shoulder…the more I felt my wolf claw at my senses, begging, snapping at me to claim my territory, to mark him as my mate. And that was a ridiculous thought. Because only an Alpha could mark its mate. And I wasn't an Alpha…I was a nobody…a rogue who had been given shelter in this pack curtsey of Alpha Krimson. For some reason, even that thought didn't help me calm down today. I hated it when Krimson played games with me and recently, he had upped his game, as if he derived some kind of sick pleasure out of it; out of watching me suffer.

He felt it, they were hurting her. Someone was hurting Phoebe, his mind suddenly went to Sasha and he groaned loudly. This was partly Phoebe's fault, he wanted to get rid of that woman. In a rush, he drove out speedily from the house and went straight to meet Jean. He met with Jean and made inquiries about Sasha's house. Alpha Kingston drove there, and he barged into the wretched house. “Where is Sasha?!” He yelled at Mark's mother. “You” Mark's mother recognized him as the Alpha of Red rose pack and the second mate of Phoebe.

And then the old Alpha from the Blue Moon pack comes in with his younger son, as his oldest has a mate and is not the Alpha. I stand and go to greet them as they are our closest allies and friends, and walk over there. “Alpha Adam, Alex. It has been a while.” I saw and bowed my head. “Alpha Liam, good to see you. How are you?” “I am good, thank you,” I answer, but then we get interrupted by Alex blurting out MATE. We stop talking and watch as Alex starts walking towards Alpha Mike and his sister. The girl is lost looking at him, and I can see her say the word, mate. Alex offers her his hand, and she takes it, blushing hard, as they leave to get to know each other.

I tried to focus on getting ready but couldn't get the thought of the last night out of my head. “Everything started getting worse the moment she arrived,” I muttered, not loud enough for the entire barracks but loud enough for Aragon to hear. He was so focused on strapping leather to his knees. My statement made him freeze mid-movement. “Be careful saying that,” he warned, his eyes flicking towards the others at the corner. “You've forgotten who she is now? She's Alpha Damien's marked mate. You don't want anyone overhearing.” I met his gaze, unfazed by his warning. “I'm just being realistic. Since Lira came here, things have spiralled. You can't tell me that's a coincidence.”

I respond, annoyed, "You're not in my shoes, you can't judge me for how I handle my life." "Oh, I can. And I do," he laughs, "The second that old mark leaves her neck, I'll be all over her. And I'll give her my pack if she asks, even if all she wants is to burn it down." "You're a bad Alpha." "You're a bad mate," he throws back, shrugging, "But you're the only one in this Alliance I like, so don't forget me if you ever want to betray them. I'll totally be on board."

A group followed his actions as I looked at the multiple Betas and Alphas I've only met a few times, gathered around a table. "Damn, your nose is good." One of the Alphas said and chuckled, "I couldn't smell him." "His scent has changed." An older man said and inhaled, "Is that a mate I smell? But why is it so faint?" He asked and looked at me. "Yes, I'm marked." I said and smirked as I let my bags down, "But she has been away." "You have a mate!" Alpha Ray shouted as he hugged me, "Holy shit, congratulations!" Не said and smacked me on the back. The other Alpha joined him in the congratulations, "This calls for celebration drinks!" He said.

Werewolf Romance • Dark Romance • Forbidden Love Naya Veyra came to New York for one reason to spend the summer with her best friend, Santana Lopez. She never expected to come face-to-face with the one man she had spent years trying to forget. Alpha Zayden Lopez. Santana's father. Powerful. Ruthless. Untouchable. At forty-three, Zayden is the feared Alpha of the Obsidian Crest Pack, a man who controls one of New York's most powerful supernatural families from behind the walls of his luxurious Manhattan empire. And Naya has secretly been attracted to him for years. She knows he's forbidden. She knows he's her best friend's father. And she knows nothing can ever happen between the

Too good. But whatever—most men in the pack looked decent, too. I clutched his shirt tightly in my palms as my brother ran out onto the field, though not before shooting me a smug, teasing look. “You should go easy on your Alpha, brother,” I called lowly, using the private mind-link between us as I watched him stretch. “You rate me too high, sister,” Mark linked back immediately. “No one in this pack can hold a candle to Louis in combat.”