My Destined Alpha Novels & Stories

"I have forgotten that you humans have no concept of how our system works." "Like I give a damn," I growl. "You have to because you will become my wife." W-wait…what? Taking advantage of my confusion, the Alpha grabs my hand as he kisses it gently. "You are my fated mate, Amala Gaines. And you can't escape destiny. A destiny that brings you to me."

I asked. “It's your destiny!” she responded with a straight voice. “Destiny?!” I asked. “You are getting me even more confused,” I added staring into her eyes. She smiled holding my face and looking directly into my eyes. “You were chosen to be Alpha and with that, it gives you full authority in taking down other pack enemies,” she said. “It's your destiny and nothing can change that,” she added. “Inclusion having the bloodhound pack defeated!” I said with my eyes locked in hers.

I admit, the premature passing of my mother had cast a shadow over me, but it was time to leave the past behind and move forward with my family. "Babe, you should read this book one day; it's interesting," Lily murmured, her voice a gentle melody. "What's it about?" I inquired keeping my eyes on the road. Lily flipped her book upside down, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Well, it's about an Alpha who falls for his fated mate, a Gamma. Yet, fate conspires to keep them apart due to their status within the pack," she explained, her smile wide and infectious. I laughed heartily. "That's quite the tale of fiction. In reality, if an Alpha were destined for a Gamma, he would claim her as his L

"Why waste my breath? Did you expect me to cry over how I thought we were friends? Give me a break." Clyde is quiet for a moment, studying me. Then his smile widens, "I always did like that spunk about you. But it's not going to save your brother, and it's not going to save you from meeting the same fate as Teresa. Chris will raise his grandson to become the next Alpha, and once he's of age, then both you and Morris will be expendable." My claws are already slicing at the rope binding my wrists.

She couldn't just abandon everything for this inexplicable connection with Alpha Roger. But as she looked into his eyes, she couldn't deny the allure of the unknown, the promise of untapped power, and the intoxicating pull of destiny. Aline had a choice to make, one that would change the course of her life and the fate of her pack. As the night wore on, Aline and Alpha Roger delved deeper into their connection, exploring the depths of their shared destiny. The cabin, once shrouded in mystery, now glowed with an otherworldly light, a symbol of the extraordinary bond that had formed between them.

Kael stayed inside her, his inside churned as he slowly reached for her neck. He wanted to mark her as his mate at that instant. Dammit, he wanted to claim her fully and make it known to the pack that she was his. But for one reason, he couldn't. Because he was the cursed Alpha. When Nyra's eyes fluttered open, he pulled out of her and moved away. Her body was still trembling from his touch and all she could think about was…doing it again.

We were heading to Alpha Grimhold’s territory, which wasn't exactly the ideal getaway destination. I pressed my forehead against the glass, sighing softly as I tried to figure out a way to be okay with this. How was I supposed to waltz into the home of an Alpha who once wanted to marry off his daughter to Dominic, and now he ended up with me as his contract bride instead? “Everything alright?” Dominic asked from across the cabin. He was sipping black coffee and looking way too calm for someone who might be walking into an ambush. “Peachy,” I murmured, not turning from the window. “Just thinking about how nice it’ll be to meet yet another family of a woman you were supposed to marry.”

I can’t pretend that everything is okay while I’m trying to find my fated mate. Everything is so messed up right now. This isn’t how things are supposed to be. I was supposed to be with Destini right now, breaking her into being the Beta female at this pack. Instead, she picked an Omega over me, and now I’m without my fated mate. I slowly make my way upstairs, not really having a destination in mind. My thoughts are all jumbled, and I’m trying to figure out how to make things make sense. A hand on my arm stops me and pulls me from my thoughts. “Are you alright, son?” I look up and find Alpha Tillman looking at me with concern.

A power that was hers and hers only. "The Cradle of Ancients," Darius muttered as they fled, his hand still holding hers. "That is where we are headed now. That is where you will be what you were meant to be." "And what is that?" she demanded, her heart a twisted combination of hate and love. "The Alpha of Alphas," he said with a grin. "The one who will at last take down Elder Theon and his council."

“I want her taken. Quietly. No blood spilled in the packlands. No witnesses.” The tall one tilted his head. “Taken where?” I smiled. “Far.” Silence stretched. The fire cracked. One of them shifted, uneasy. “Kidnapping an Alpha’s mate is a death sentence.” “She is not their mate,” I snapped, the edge slipping into my voice before I could stop it. I inhaled, steadying myself. “Not truly. The bond is flawed. Twisted. I intend to correct it.” “And after she’s taken?” the woman asked. “What then?”