Novel & Cerita Marked By The Pureblood Alpha

I can smell it on him, sharp and bitter, like a fox backed into a corner with nowhere left to run. I rub a hand over my jaw, the old scar at my chin pulling tight. A reminder of the night I earned my place at Ronan's side. Ronan was right to bring him in, even if the council hates it with every fiber of their being. An omega marked by the Alpha means less trouble from rival packs, not more. Protection through possession. But looking at him now, watching the way he flinches at every sound, I can't shake the thought. He's not built for this. Not for Blackthorn's brutality. Not for Ronan's darkness.

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.

"The Alpha's native life-force is failing to ground the surge. In less than ten minutes, the silver fire will burn through his core, and we can extract the clean residue from the bone marrow without destroying the primary bloodline." Elena didn't look up at the threat. She looked at Marcus's silver eyes—eyes that were rapidly losing their human focus, turning dead, glassy, and vacant as the parasite tried to overwrite his mind. "Marcus, look at me," Elena commanded, her voice dropping its aristocratic mask and shifting into the precise, unyielding authority of a warden. She grabbed the gold signet ring on her index finger, driving the sharp, raised edges of Raymond's estate seal directly int

Marking me must have been part of the agreement,' I reasoned quickly. Alpha Roderick looked at my neck, his look turning even more furious. I saw the look of shock in his eyes and that was confirmation that I was actually marked. "How dare you?!" He fumed, his voice getting loud. His men advanced toward us, and Trevor's men did. Others emerged from the crowd, surprising everyone. Alpha Roderick looked around, unable to take action. He just sulked. They were unaware that his men had infiltrated the place long before now.