Mated To The Alpha King After Exiled Novels & Stories

“Ask Luna Elayna. She kept the truth of my real parents to herself because of him!” My father starts trying to make his escape only to be surrounded by royal guards, who close ranks around him. Alpha Arnold’s teeth turn sharp and his claws come out. “Haydon, you are hereby exiled from our pack. I can do that without the approval of the council–and when they hear you could have started a pack war, they’ll uphold my decision. We’ll look after Sally. I assume she knows nothing about any of it.” “You disappoint me, Arnold,” my father snarls. “I’ll be conquering your kingdom next–and I don’t forget people who betray me.”

It was my problem now, not hers. “Let’s go, Jenn,” the Alpha King wrapped his arms around her and looked her in the eye. “I don’t think she’ll come back here. She’s not that stupid.” “Yeah,” she nodded and followed his lead back toward their people. My soldiers got closer now that the Alpha King was gone, but I pushed them away and went inside the pack house. I watched my ex-wife being cared for by the Alpha King in front of my eyes, and the sight still made me shudder inside. But on top of it, the news about Morgan was breaking me.

he began, his voice laced with a mixture of exhaustion and determination, "I want you to know that my intentions are sincere. I want you by my side, not out of possession, but out of a shared desire for freedom and protection. Together, we can face the alpha king and rewrite our own destinies." His words resonated within me, stirring a flicker of hope amidst the chaos of my desires. I saw the pain etched on Alpha Max's face, the weight of his responsibilities as alpha. It was a burden he carried with unwavering strength, and the vulnerability he showed me in that moment left me conflicted.

I finally removed my hands from her neck, before I killed her, though I would have loved to kill her, for ever trying to deceive me, but right now, she's very much useful. The wedding was today and it was going to happen no matter what! "How dare you Ximena?" my eyes blazed in anger, I punched my fist on the wall as the area I punched cracked. She trembled in fright, shaking like a chicken who's been drenched in the rain, well that's how it's supposed to be when anyone is around me. I was Enid Gayle. The most feared Alpha King in the whole of all werewolf kingdoms. "Don't ever think of crossing me again Ximena Landon" I spelled out, warning her in a menacing tone, sending deadly glares at he

"Adeline can wait. This beast being on the loose is more important." "Kaleb! You need to be here to greet her when she arrives. It would be an insult to her family." "I didn't ask for her to be here. She is not my responsibility." He stated. "Kaleb she is your wife." "I never asked for a wife!" He wasn't fond of the girl mainly because of her attributes. He despised females that relied solely on makeup and expensive clothes to portray their beauty. He liked women that went natural and liked their selves the way they were born. He also wanted a female that was strong and was able to rule alongside him. He believed if both the king and queen were strong so would their kingdom.

as Alpha king and queen, they were admired as being the perfect couple but what the world didn’t know was that behind the strong walls of the mansion that I grew up in, she was nothing more than his slave, a submissive punching bag. Other women were envious of her for having the most expensive and best make-up brands, what they didn’t know is that the only reason he bought her those was to hide her bruises and scars. He never hurt me or my brothers, but there was no love in my heart for the man that abused my mother. “Why are you shouting father? You should really calm down a bit, maybe then you will realize that the only thing that you gave me is your throne…all my wealth and fame that I h

But everyone I looked at there already had eyes for someone else. My head turned, and across the ballroom, I saw him. Tall, powerfully built, dressed in black silk. A silver mask covered half his face, but I knew who he was. Oh no. It couldn’t be. Alpha Dayn Blackwood. The man who’d condemned me to this life. And he was staring directly at me. The mating bond snapped into place—a golden thread connecting us, singing with rightness. I started to move away, tried to run and hide before he found me. There is no way someone as high ranking as the Alpha would accept me as his mate.

This apartment had become our hiding place, our small refuge of temporary peace. A place meant to keep us away from the world of werewolves now, the Alpha King of the Lycans was lying in the middle of our cramped apartment, slowly dying amid the scent of fresh blood and the terrifying poison of silver. We positioned him on the bed. Seeing him like this made something collapse deep within me. This was Matthew, the man who had once commanded the strongest werewolves on the continent with a single gesture. But now, his face was as pale as ash. Wounds and bruises were beginning to appear across his skin, and the veins beneath his jaw were turning black.

I could see her face even now that I was far from home, regal, flawless, she was the Alpha Queen that led the pack with an iron smile and when her beloved daughter was supposed to be mated, she would be disappointed. Last night was terrible, it felt like one of my hardest training yet, especially when I stumbled past Rogue territory. I knew the stories, they were wolves with no pack, brutal, they’d lost their mind and wouldn’t hesitate to tear a lonely female apart with their teeth but I would pick that over being marked by Alpha Gideon. He was the most disgusting man I had ever met in my entire life and the last thing I wanted was to be stuck with him. Just as I crossed the border, the scen

"You deserve a true mate. One of noble blood. Not this...thing." His grip tightened on her waist. “I, Alpha King Kael Draven of the Moonstone Pack, reject you, Lyra Blackthorn, as my mate," Kael declared, his voice booming through the hall so that all could hear it. "This disgrace is not my mate. She is nothing." My chest caved inward. It felt like a physical tearing, as if invisible claws ripped down my soul. The rejection slammed into me, sucking the air from my lungs. My knees buckled, pain searing through my heart, my veins, my very bones.