My Jerk Alpha Mate Novels & Stories

But I did growl and tell them that the proper term for the male mate of an Alpha is Aleph. I told them if they have a problem with that title, they can take it up with Alpha André and Aleph Darren of Madonie. That shut them up. I assume they recalled the deadly lightning user from when Bloodmoon and the Sicilian Alphas came for Delta Persephone. That was a smart move, and at least they showed self-preservation. “Dere ya are.” Máire smiled as she poked her head into the room.

The Alpha’s fingers had gone down to my cleavage. “Alpha.” He growled again. “Mine!” Then his lips crashed into mine. His hands got needy and desperately rough. Peeling off my dress in seconds as his tongue dominated my mouth. My heart soared. My mate wanted me. He had accepted the bond. Though his hands were rough on my skin, it nonetheless left a burning sensation in their wake. I tried to match his energy. To level with him in the urgent, demanding kisses, but even as I attempted to, I was no match for him. He was overpowering, uncontrollably ravaging. He was like a beast eager to tear his prey. He was an Alpha marking his mate.

That's rare among wolves. "Mate! Mate!" Angeline shouted. I was surprised, but then I smiled at him. I said to him, "Hi." In the blink of an eye, he's in front of me. He dropped down on one knee to level himself with me. I cupped one of his cheeks. He closed his eyes and welcomed the warmth of my hand as I welcomed the little sparks in my body. He sat beside me and we looked at the flowers. "I'm Alpha Erik Smith." My eyes widened in surprise. He's the alpha of the Silver Growlers. I smiled, "I'm Clara Lee." When he heard my name, he tensed.

He didn’t have any shields protecting his thoughts… “I’m here baby,” Jeremy murmured huskily. “I’ve got you.” The alpha knew exactly what his mate wanted. Jeremy slid a finger into his mouth to get it wet. Then he slipped the now slick finger beneath the covers and sought his mate’s hungry hole. Jeremy’s finger slipped inside that hot tight channel, encountering no resistance. He went straight for gold.

"Don't blame me. Brae was out here smoking some weak-ass shit" "It wasn't weak. It just wasn't pot, asshole. It was herbs, which suppresses my anxiety and stops the alpha tendencies from being uncontrollable. It's formulated, and we distribute it ourselves. Three people knew I was an alpha until you assholes came back here." Both men went silent at my words, and then Saint grabbed my waist. He held me over the edge as he sat me down. Eryx watched with a sinister look in his eyes, excited at the idea of Saint tossing me over the edge. I gripped Saint's shoulders, but he quickly shrugged me off. His eyes were angry, and the tic was back hammering in his jaw.

he added with a mocking grin, “don’t be jealous. There’s enough of me to go around.” Laughter rippled through the crowd, cruel and sharp. I swallowed hard, my nails digging into my palms. My wolf growled low, her rage a simmering fire inside me. I forced myself to stay still, to endure his touch, to play my part. Jericho turned to me, his grin widening. “Well, wife,” he said, his voice dripping with mockery, “are you ready to show your submission to your alpha?” I blinked, unsure what he meant until his grin turned lecherous. “On your knees,” he said, loud enough for everyone to hear. “Show me you’ll be an obedient mate. Suck my cock.”

Leaving behind their one-year-old daughter in his care. "Thank you, Alpha Hayes.." I uttered and explained everything to them, leaving out the part where I floated in the sky and my mate's awakening. "Are you implying that Ryker Starrk is your mate?" Alpha Grey exclaimed in astonishment after I completed my exposition. I gave a gentle nod in reply. Alpha Clement snorted " I heard your mate is an omega. How can he be the almighty and legendary Ryker Starrk?" he ended his comment with a mockery laugh and Darius joined in.

Damn this horny Alpha! We are still outside!

he asked touching my shoulder “Alpha Dane” I replied nonchalantly He slammed his hand over my mouth “do you know the gravity of what you just said that Alpha Dane is your mate” I stared at him blankly as I haven’t said that “I did not say something like that Adam, I only said he said something about rejection to me yesterday” I corrected him removing his hand from my mouth. “You are too naive Ericka, for him to have reject you, it means that you are his mate” he draws out

What the hell was I going to do with this kid? "Rough day?" The deep voice startled me, and I spun around. Alpha Jeremiah. He was leaning against the far wall of the art room, his white shirt clinging to his chest, outlining his muscles. And for the first time, I noticed the tattoos peeking out from under the rolled-up sleeves of his forearms. Damn. "MATE!" Lena shrieked in my head, and my breath hitched. He looked good. Really fucking good. I shook my head quickly, trying to hide the fluster rising in my cheeks. "It’s…fine. It was just the first lesson. He's a smart boy. He will come around."