Marked By The Alpha Novels & Stories

My fated mate wants my body and soul… but he still calls me by his missing wife’s name. ____ Framed by her best friend. Rejected by her groom. Cast out by her pack, Savannah’s world shatters. Until Xavier, the Alpha of Alphas, finds her. From the moment their bond ignites, it’s raw and addictive. He touches and kisses her like he can’t breathe without her. But he believes she’s someone else—his missing wife. His daughter calls her “Mommy.” And the mate bond burns hotter than she ever imagined. Savannah has secrets. A past she’ll never speak of. She swore no man would ever own her again. So why does her soul beg to be his?

Then he came. Alpha Boris stepped forward, towering in dark leathers that hugged his broad shoulders. He didn’t need to speak to command attention. His presence did that on its own. Cold grey eyes swept over us like a blade, calm but lethal. His dark hair, streaked faintly with silver, was pulled back from a scar that ran along his temple. No one knew how he got it, and no one dared ask. Beside him stood Beta Magnus. Younger, leaner, always with his jaw tight like he was biting back words. And then Luna Nora, regal and still, with that unreadable expression she wore like a mask. Even her beauty was sharp. Untouchable.

I wondered what was going through his head. “And?” he asked River without looking away from me. “The mark,” River said quietly. Something shifted in the Alpha’s expression. Barely there, but I felt it, like a ripple in still water. “What mark?” My voice was sharper than I meant it to be. This was the second time I was hearing of this mark, a mark I was yet to see. Neither of them answered. The Alpha leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the desk. “Look at me,” he said.

As his marked mate, I could passively receive parts of their conversations when his mental energy was unstable, a failsafe to ensure I wouldn't miss important pack information. I never thought it would be useful at a time like this. "Yo, you guys are not gonna believe this. Last night the Alpha was holding Anya but calling out Selena's name. Nearly gave me a heart attack." "Good thing I thought fast and covered for him. Otherwise, if she found out the Alpha only marked her on a whim, that little Beta would totally lose it." "I thought the Alpha was supposed to be devoted. Wasn't the plan to dump her when he got bored? How come he's getting more serious now?"

He just had just marked my soul his but how. The world tilted, and I understood the truth in a way I’d never known. Jayden had marked me. And I wasn’t going anywhere. I watched him walk away without saying another word and for a long moment I could not move. I just stood there, breathing him in, feeling the echo of him everywhere inside me. An alpha had just been marked. Not scratched. Not bitten. Marked internally. In the blood. In the wolf. In the bond. That had never happened before. Not once in history.

How was my birthmark suddenly so important? ​"It is not just a birthmark" the Alpha said, walking around me slowly. "It is the Mark of the Moon-Fire. It only appears once in a generation" ​He stopped in front of me. ​"It brands you as a True Mate. Specifically, a mate designed by the Goddess for the Alpha bloodline" ​My breath hitched. "I... I don't understand. I'm wolfless, I can’t be… " He cut me off immediately ​"Power does not always require a wolf" he muttered, almost to himself. Then he looked at his wife, the Luna.

I said. He did. Quietly and without rushing. Emergency Alpha jurisdiction was a pack law instrument that most people never encountered because the conditions for filing it were narrow. An Alpha could invoke it to physically recall a minor or a pack dependent during an active legal proceeding, but only if they could argue the dependent was in danger or acting under outside influence. It was designed for genuine protection. A young pack member manipulated by outside parties. A vulnerable wolf being used as a legal instrument by people who did not have their interests at heart.

ALPHA BRYN’S POV They say a Luna without a bound is not a shield, but a target. But how could I bring myself to Mark her? I was broken, far broken to be repaired, bounding with sable would only mean I was willing to share these pain with someone else, someone who didn't ask for it. I wasn't so cruel, the last thing I wanted to do was watch someone go through an unbargained suffering, I was definitely doing it by myself.

Ken grunts as he looks down at me. “Call the witch,” he orders, shooting Beta Rich a glare. “Yes, Alpha,” he says. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone. After a few minutes his phone pings. “I’ve messaged her. She’ll be right over,” he informs Ken. Alpha Ken’s attention is back on me. “I hate to leave you here like this pet but something’s come up and I need to go,” he says. “It shouldn’t take me long. But if I don’t come, we can finish this,” he points between the two of us, “tomorrow.”

I ask. "Your old pack appears to be looking for you,” She says. "Well, I'm not surprised,” I comment, taking the notice and looking down at it. “Elseway they can’t claim me dead and appoint a new Alpha … This is funny,” Fire Moon looks confused. “What?” "This…,” I point to the drawing of me, which is situated underneath a headline reading: MISSING Alpha, “Our Beta drew this.” “Your beta?” She asks. Cana growls angrily.