Marked By The Pureblood Alpha Novels & Stories

The guards and some maids around were bowing their head as they walk Some are wondering who this young lady walking beside their Alpha is The Alpha they knew doesn't entertain girls even though all the female lycans are dying to be with him but he doesn't give them attention But right now he is looking all happy walking with this young fragile girl who doesn't look like a lycan cos her scent is different... It is not that of a lycan Their Alpha has a smile on his face, which is so rare to happen or has never happened. They have never seen him smile nor laugh

Wolves of royal blood I must add. With eyes still fixed on her I saw something. She was beautiful. Really pretty indeed —but amongst all that beauty was a raw shadow of power, majesty, and authority. A trait was common with the primordial. Although most royal wolves appeared powerful and majestic, there was this thickness that comes with that of the primordial. The white wolves! Oh, how mistaken was I all the while, thinking she was an ordinary human. Then the realization hit me. The Mark on her was the one of royalty which means she was the child of an Alpha. And the thickness from her shadow was the one of a primordial.

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?

"Because of these incidents and the desire to resurrect kushim, Alphas tend to avoid the forsakens and mate with omegas with purer blood." I nodded as I already knew this details but I still didn't understand what all of this had to do with me. "Was this the story you wanted to share?" I asked carefully and she seemed to be called back to reality. "This was actually just the introduction." She said with a smile. "So I am going to tell you the story of an alpha who thought he could go against fate." She got up and moved back to her seat. "There was a young Alpha who was of pure blood, he had a chosen mate who also was of pure blood but he had fallen in love with a forsaken," she said eyeing m

You could tell he was a good man, and being mated to such a powerful Alpha would be an honor. “Really? Who?” Zarek asked, curiosity creeping into his voice. “Have we met her?” Alpha Cormac placed his fork down, took a sip of his wine, and said, “Indeed, you have.” The twins exchanged confused glances, clearly not understanding, and then he added, “I plan to pick my mate at this year's ceremony, and she will become my partner.” “Who is this person you are going to Mark, father?” Zarek pressed, his voice cold yet curious.

Everyone froze in shock while I just stood here, chest rising and falling, my throat clogged. "I, Diana Blackthorne of Black widow's pack, reject you, Alpha Zaden as my mate!"

All to hide what I really was. Most people thought hybrids were just legends, wolves and witches combining bloodlines. But it wasn’t a legend. Not for me. My father was an Alpha, one of the strongest in the northern territories. My mother was a witch, one of the last bloodline witches left. When their magic and wolf merged, they created something the council would never allow to live. An alpha hybrid. Stronger than any wolf. Stronger than any Alpha. Stronger even than Kai. I rubbed a hand over my face and let out a bitter laugh.

How else do you think a Beta could be so capable? Who knows how many Alphas have marked her. She even got herself pregnant with some bastard pup and doesn't even know the father's bloodline, yet she still acts so pure. But you probably don't care, right? You need her to sleep with Alphas to pay for your medical bills. My restrained wolf finally broke through the dam of my control. I suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood. I didn't understand. I had never tried to fight for anything, so why wouldn't they just leave me alone?

“A pure descendant of Lord Arthur of the Blood Moon pack, the last great house before the great war split the first ancient packs. Many of the packs you know today came from that division. She does not need to perform any rites. She carries the pure blood that flows through your veins.” He pointed across the courtyard as he spoke. And you all know that according to history, we were the most favored by the moon goddess, Lord Marco finished. Damien finally stepped forward. “You are certain this is the truth?” “When have you ever known me to lie, Alpha Damien?” Lord Marco replied, his tone slightly sharp.

"Look at the blade... it is her own silver-alloy metal... why would I mutilate my own bloodline?" Suddenly, the air inside the nursery dropped ten degrees in a single millisecond. Marcus walked through the threshold. The Alpha King looked like a warlord carved out of solid obsidian, his massive frame completely swallowing the light from the hallway. He did not wear his royal robes; his bare chest was lined with the dark, unhealed veins of his ancient wolfsbane injury, and his heavy iron broadsword was strapped to his back. His dual-colored eyes scanned the scene with cold calculation. He looked at Camille bleeding in the dirt, he looked at the silver dagger, and then he looked directly into