Mated To My Alpha Bully Novels & Stories

That gave Fury a satisfaction. Suddenly, one alpha is brave enough to come closer to her. He was the same one who was eyeing her from the moment we arrived. I guess his name was Clinton, alpha of the west. My wolf was on guard about him, pacing back and forth nervously, and in pain, to be with his mate. I tried to calm him and assured him that there will be no other male that will claim what is ours already. Crest bear my mark, and it is very visible for everyone to know that she is mated.

One of the senior warriors near the champagne table shifted his weight like he was calculating distance and exits at the same time. The man wasn’t as tall as Jax. Leaner. Built for something sharper than pure force. Dark blond hair cut close. Even from across the room his eyes looked pale in a way that didn’t belong to ordinary wolves, not gold, not amber, something closer to silver that seemed lit from behind. My mother exhaled beside me, and the sound carried that particular brightness she reserved for people she thought could be useful. “Alpha Adrian,” she said. “Silver Hollow. Oh, Viktor. This is good.”

If he thought I’d be a submissive mate, he is dead wrong. “Is that all you've got, Alpha?" I manage to say, with his hand still choking me. "It seems you have no other way to silence me." I can see his jaw tighten, clearly frustrated by my words. His thumb moves slowly, brushing across my jawline down to my neckline. In my mind, I want to yank his hand and shove a knife down his throat, but I know better than to do that; I know I need more time and planning to get back at him. I let him win this round obviously on a silver platter. The monster inside him is right at the surface, fighting hard for control.

But since none of this was real, there was no cause for me to be embarrassed and I was curious to see just how crazy my imagination was. He waited for a beat, still studying me oddly and then continued, "Because it holds power. Once the mated pairs have it on their skin, they will copulate and be able to conceive pups- even without the females being in heat." "Oh that's nice," I murmured under my breath. The Alpha's brows rose even higher. Any more, and they'd get lost in his hairline. He gently took my hand in his. "So you're okay with this?" Tingles shot through my body at his touch, startling me into perfect awareness again.

Enough with the personal details and more working. "The Alpha is from a well respected and rather large pack up north. They allied with Father little over a month ago. He is unmated and maybe three years older than you are." Sophie informed me steadily. As it turned out, I was the only one who hadn't done anything of use regarding our new prisoner. Even Sophie knew more than I had. What an odd feeling, to not be of use. I nodded in her direction.

It was fine. The jacket could be laundered. Alex let himself revel in bliss, in the curl of their scents together, musky with sex. His beautiful mate was heavy on top of him, but ofcourse Alex didn’t mind. His inner alpha was pleased, and a low rumbling purr started up in his chest as he stroked his Ash hair.

“No, it can’t be. I haven’t been marked by my mate” His eyes narrow at me because I still wouldn’t accept him as my mate. “Regardless Irina, it is different if you have Alpha blood. You will not be able to control it, you will be unable to keep it from coming and when it does, it won’t matter if it is your mate, me or a nobody. You are going to want to fuck.” My mouth drops open, I didn’t know what to say as I stared at him. He finally looks at me and reaches out to lift my jaw and close my mouth.

Outings, shopping, hanging out. Not even a lifetime of musing could explain why Madre was determined to get me mated with Liliana. Or even mated at all. I once heard of a pack in North Macedonia, whose alpha was solitary. Unmated. He circumvented expectations and still made a great ruler. So, why should I be different? Why couldn't Madre let me be? She'd been introducing Liliana to family and friends, telling everyone who cared to hear that Vincenzo had finally found the one. Like I was a forty year old man who desperately wanted an heir-generator before he disappeared without a trace.

Once he rejects her then she can join me and my pups will be the strongest ever. Last night had sucked feeling him be with my mate but as I was ordered to not mate with her then the pain was dulled slightly and I was incredibly drunk. I wondered if he had ever mated with her, I couldn’t help but imagine her tied to a table naked face down and blind folded. He really thought very highly of himself. I could not wait to see the look on his face when he found out. My phone vibrates and I look down at the caller ID. I am automatically shaking with fear. It was the Alpha.

one of the alphas says with a chuckle. In the presence of the alphas, my small omega reveals her teeth, ready to defend herself. However, just as she is about to growl, I emit a soothing purr that catches her off guard. She stops in her tracks, her eyes filled with a mixture of pain and confusion, and seeks solace in my lap. As if following her lead, the adorable pups venture out of their nest, emitting tiny yelps of excitement. They curiously sniff the air and make their way towards me, climbing onto my legs and snuggling against my mate, finding comfort in our bond.