Mated To The Alpha And His Beta Novels & Stories

“And did you proceed with the mating?” “I don’t think so,” Henry said. “I see no mark on his shoulder,” he added, pointing to Alexander. “Great then!” Jace smiled. “It will be easier to separate from each other.” “W-what?!” Both Alexander and Elijah exclaimed. “What do you mean?” “You didn’t think you could mate each other, did you?” the youngest one, Eliott, scoffed. “You forgot what your late father said?” Jace asked. “Alphas mate alphas, betas mate betas, and omegas mate omegas.”

I tell her that I am grateful but she hesitates about something, I could feel it through the link. “What is it?” “Alpha, there is a blue mark on his chest.” I rush up the stairs and into Logan’s bedroom, the omega unbuttons his top to show me, right above his heart, there is a blue crescent, a mark that matches the mating mark I gave Irina, only his was a different colour. How was it possible that he already had a mated mark?

I groaned at the sound of footsteps approaching and a earthly scent with a hint of something like cinnamon. That scent, I knew. It was committed in my memory since childhood, and been alongside me ever since. My Beta. A Beta either follows his Alpha or ends his life. Those are the only two options for a Beta. He cannot ever disobey the orders of his Alpha, or it's the end of the line for him.

“Stop,’’ I say firmly, standing up straight and taking a step closer to the table. “Why?’’ The wolf answers back, startling me. “You are nothing to me but a way to get back at your Alpha.’’ I freeze for a second, my hand inches away from the blade. “I don’t understand what you’re talking about. I don’t follow any Alpha.’’ For some reason, my voice seems off-tone, as if I am no longer the one speaking. The wolf growls and I can almost hear its muscles contract under its skin. “Then like your not Alpha says, filthy loners without a pack like us don’t even deserve to be alive.’’ My mind is racing and, before I can reach out and pick up the steak knife, the large creature jumps towards me, its p

She is small, weak, and by the looks of her, she is tainted with the blood of his enemies! The bond screams ‘mine’ while every fiber of his being roars in denial and fury. He is the Alpha King. He is a weapon. He does not have mates. He does not have weakness. The silence in the room was no longer empty. It was charged, screaming with unspoken shock.

The entire hall is screaming, chanting for our heads. My heart is beating so violently it might fall out. Oh well, I heard wolves eat the hearts of their enemies, might as well get a move on. “Enough.” The Alpha speaks once more, forcing everyone, every thought to pause. His steps toward the altar are delibrate and slow, and my insight is telling me to sprint in the opposite direction. He reaches us, me, Derrick and the priest. “Do I need to repeat myself? This mating isn't happening.” His attention is on the priest.

CHAPTER NINE. “ No,Pippa is not my wife,” he said as his hands went through my hair,I looked into my eyes, there was a certain truth tied to them,one that I wasn’t yet aware of. “Please don’t go,I was young and they declared me Alpha,the elders chose for me a mate,it was Pippa,but I have a right to reject the mate I don’t want,” he said, a certain burden was lifted off my chest.

he said. “Likes quiet places.” “Hates confrontation.” Interesting. Very interesting. Every detail he gave me added another weapon to my collection. “And the Alphas?” he asked suddenly. “What about them?” “Leave them to me,” I replied calmly. His expression hardened. “I want her back,” he said firmly. “She belongs with me.” The possessiveness in his voice made my smile deepen slightly. Yes. You will be useful. Very useful. “And you will have her,” I lied smoothly.

Being mated to an Alpha is dangerous. “Right?” Rebecca asks, her looking up at me with a smirk, “Rumor has it the twins aren’t your first Alphas.” She says, my eyebrows knit, then my head tilts, noticing how Cyrus sits up straighter, waiting for something… I don’t know what though.

Alexander wasn't just the Alpha of his pack; he was also the CEO of a large construction firm with significant power and wealth. In essence, Alexander was no ordinary man. He represented authority, might, and danger. No pack crossed them and got away with it. There was also a man standing beside Alexander. He and Alexander had a striking resemblance—both with black hair, blue eyes, and a strong jawline. His name was Elliott, and he was a Beta to Alpha Alexander.