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

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.”

"He is your biological brother, Elena... Raymond switched the bloodlines at birth." Thomas’s hand went completely limp. His fingers slipped from the fabric of her tunic, falling heavily onto the blood-stained granite floorboards. His eyes rolled back, staring blankly up at the cracked timber ceiling as the final breath escaped his lips. The soul-tether between the Alpha and his Beta snapped with a deafening, invisible thud that made Marcus let out a guttural, primal roar of grief. Marcus threw his head back, his midnight wolf howling through his human throat as he collapsed over his friend's chest. The vanguard guards in the kitchen lowered their swords, bowing their heads in a mournful salu

“I see you’ve met your real mate.” Sienna’s face was drained of color. “No. This isn’t what you think Zane, this isn’t what it looks like—” “Oh, it’s exactly what it looks like,” Renna snapped, her arms crossed, eyes glittering. “You’re pathetic. You couldn’t keep your own husband, so you climbed into the bed of my future mate? In my marking suite?!” “What?” Sienna’s voice cracked. Ryder, the Alpha King, stood slowly behind her, silent, watching.

"I am her mate. I can't do something that can harm her, even if I wanted to." Maia looked at her best friend. "It's okay, Al. I will be alright." "I will kill you," Alcot growled at the proud Alpha. "Be my guest, then," the Alpha smirked proudly. "Wait, and you'll see," he hissed. But the mighty high rank Alpha just laughed at him. Maia nodded at her childhood friend as a cue that he can leave her alone and she'll be fine. So, the poor best friend walked away, defeated.

He asked. I was skeptical with my reply. How do I tell them u was his mate but a rejected one. "Yes, she is my mate…" Liam answered in my place. I looked at him at that moment and couldn't read his expression. Alpha Noah nodded gleefully at me. "Then, you are in the position to represent your Alpha but I must warn you, it's a fight to the death...only one man makes it out alive...hahaha …" He laughed and his men joined him too.

“He’s also kinda my mate.” The water she just swallowed from the bottle is now choking her as she coughs and bangs on her chest like some female Tarzan. “Whaaat?!” she says while still coughing up a lung, her face red and her eyes bulging out. “You’re…what the heck do you mean by kinda?!” “Trust me, that’s still my reaction,” I say and pop a cherry tomato into my mouth. “It’s what the Marking was all about; he’s acting like some sort of Alpha beast warning the rest of the male population to stay away.”

which makes me to the conclusion that he brought with him most of his men. However, there’s something that’s been bothering me. I know that Alpha Ace had already threatened anyone who dare to put their arm on my throat…. I couldn’t help but see how the stares I got were normal and expected given that I am the alpha’s mate and I seldom get here cause I only got my past meals from Mark or Ace. Oh, speaking of Beta Mark. That damn fool and the only friend I made here before he betrayed me…where the hell is he? Yes, he was that bad but I kind of miss him. Talking to him gave me some kind of comfort.

But like a flash of lightning, he had me pinned against the wall. “Now you listen to me very carefully sweetheart. You have a mark... not just any mark... but the mark of an Alpha. Now your mate may be an Alpha. But which Alpha? I can't tell. And you don't remember. Now whatever happened between your Alpha and you, I can't tell. But you're on my territory now. And if you do anything stupid, to yourself or that innocent baby, I. will. kill you.” And the fire in his words scorched my skin.

The etas did a slight bow, and he shook Damien's head, dismissing both of them. "To what do I owe this visit?" Damien questioned as soon as the Etas left the room. He stepped away from the wall he had been staring at to walk to the corner of the room where a bar was situated, grabbed a wine glass, and filled it with rum, extending it to Mark. Mark was not a new visitor in his pack house. In fact, he was an Alpha, just like him—the alpha of a neighbouring pack and his best friend. The only surviving friend he had and the only one that wasn't affected by the damned cursed.

I almost killed him that night, but Fiona didn’t want his death in my hands and pulled me away. I looked at each one of the people I didn’t know had gathered around us, and saw them one by one as they paid their respects. I planned what I did today, but forgot one thing. That my sister’s Mate was the Alpha of this pack, the second-largest pack in the North.