Marked By The Pureblood Alpha Novels & Stories

Every grieving father was a bargaining chip against me. But the woman in front of me? She had no wolf. Which meant…The curse could not touch her. My curse was simple and cruel: it attacked the wolf core of my mate by tearing, weakening, and devouring it until it died. Only a powerful she-wolf could survive the wave of it. And if an Alpha-born woman couldn’t endure it, who could? Nineteen daughters of Alphas had died. If they couldn’t survive me, then no wolf could.

“Breathe Jean, you can do this.” My fingers hover over the handle when I hear his voice. “…the future of this bloodline cannot be compromised.” I freeze. I shouldn’t listen, I know I shouldn’t. But I do. “I will not bind myself to a she-wolf who carries a curse,” Seth continues. “A tainted womb weakens the line.” My breath catches in my throat. One of the council members asks, “And if such a woman is already… close to you, Alpha?” “There is no such woman,” Seth replies, unbothered. “And there never will be. My mate will be flawless and my heirs will be strong.”

“And we have time for this. Where are you even going to put her? You think she isn’t going to try and run the moment I put this in? She’s of Alpha blood. Or do you expect me to do more than just this?” His tongue clicked and the woman rolled her eyes. “You want me to what? Put a shock collar on her? All for one girl? You really want to pay the extra for that? Aren’t you trying to build a pack?” The rogue Alpha sneered at her. “Someone like you would never understand blood. Never understand what it means to have a pure blood at your disposal. She’s a pure-blooded Alpha. Her whole family is. That’s rare and her pups will be the strongest of their generation.”

I could hear her thoughts clearly now, a permanent echo inside my own mind, and I could feel the beat of her heart as if it were knocking inside my own ribs. I slowly pulled my teeth back, licking away the small drop of dark blood that beaded on her skin. Beneath my lips, a new, intricate mark was rapidly forming, burning itself permanently into her flesh. Wrapped perfectly around her hidden silver crescent moon was my dark Alpha mark. It appeared as a powerful obsidian wolf, sitting proudly right on the curve of the crescent head, its neck arched and its head turned toward the sky as if it were howling eternally at the moon. The two symbols melded together beautifully—a hidden crown of pure

He spreads his arms as if welcoming applause. “Families?” he echoes. “You dare talk about blood?” His eyes rake over me. “You’re a half-breed bastard sitting on a throne that was never meant for you. You don’t carry pure blood. You don’t carry the right. And yet you call yourself Alpha?” A murmur ripples through the crowd, anger, agreement, fear. Markus’s smile widens. “We’re not traitors. We’re fighters. Fighting for what was stolen from us. For a pack ruled by its own, not some cursed mistake pretending to lead.”

I didn't mind driving down to all the night clubs in the city tonight to find Gina. "Pure-blood wolves are almost a myth. Every one in three million wolves have it, I doubt it's possible. But of course, bring her.” I knew it! her wolf was just too big and strange. For a girl who wasn't from Alpha bloodline, it was very unlikely. "Do something, we can't just allow her to die," I growled. "In the absence of her blood type, only the male who marked her can provide the blood she needs." I stopped breathing.

Every full moon, he would lose his sanity and turn into a beast driven only by slaughter. Even worse, the witch cursed him to kill his destined mate, and he'd never be able to mark anyone. Under normal circumstances, such a dangerous Alpha who couldn't mark a mate would never find one in his pack. But he was still the Alpha of Norfolk Pack. So the pack decided to follow the prophecy of the Moon Goddess by holding a hunting contest to publicly choose a mate for him. The champion shewolf would become his mate. In the Ashford family living room, my mother, Mary Ashford, held up the marking proposal. Her face had gone pale.

he shouted at her and she chuckled “Do you want me to prove it further? She killed Lady Gaia because she knew about the secret they were trying to keep and Beta Loras helped her out. I have never undressed you but I know you have a long thin dark line on your spine, it is the mark that appears on people with mixed blood when they clock twenty years of age. You also know that you are a not a pure Alpha but you did your best to disguise by training hard to be as strong as an Alpha and you got lucky that your mother’s blood was superior so you possessed so much of the Alpha qualities. If you are confident then you can show us your back to prove your innocence” she said and his hand dropped in d

Martha’s breath hitched. Beneath Seraphina's erratic pulse, Martha felt it—two distinct, shockingly powerful heartbeats echoing in harmony. The golden energy rippling through the girl was no ordinary spark; it was an ancient royal mark, a signature of pure Sun-Wolf lineage that had not been seen in generations. Martha gasped, snapping her hands back as if burned. "Moon Goddess above..." she whispered, her eyes wide with realization. "The baby... it carries an Alpha's blood."

Not natural ones. Moving ones. Eli took an instinctive step back, but Kieran’s voice cut sharply through the tension. “Stay behind me.” Eli hesitated. But the pressure in the air made it hard to think. Then— Figures stepped out. At least three of them. All staring directly at Eli. And smiling. “Well,” one of them said. “So this is him.” Eli’s stomach dropped. “…Me?” The man tilted his head. “The human marked by the Alpha King.”