My Mate Is A Crippled Alpha Novels & Stories

If Mattel was stronger, he would have probably strangled the guy. “You touched my mate” Mattel growled, eyes thinned to pinpricks. The man scratched his scalp awkwardly, “Well, I kind of didn’t know she was your mate, then. I’m really sorry man”. “You fucker” Mattel snarled, “Do you always go around touching other people’s mates? You had to have smelled an alpha on her, had to have smelled me on her. You knew”

*Crystal* He isn't listening to me nor is he saying a word. I think for a fact he likes me being this way, frustrated and angry. Not that I know anything about mates but gathering from what Ariel told me Mates are nothing like Damien. But what kind did I end up with? If I should say myself, I'll say he's the worst. An Alpha that locks his mate up and teases her in bed. Not that I minded the kiss... What the fuck am I thinking now? I mentally facepalm.

Colin Gates who couldn't stand the heat of my wrath fell on his knees immediately and his expression changed from 'I don't care' to 'I am sorry. "I Alpha king Arnold McLean hereby dethrone you Colin Gates from your alpha position, you are therefore stripped of your Alpha privileges and henceforth, you cease to be one of the alphas of the twelve realms. Everywhere was still shaking as I was trying to control myself to avoid my mate meeting me like this. "Black, please let's stop this, for her sake." I begged my wolf through the mind-link and slowly, everything started coming back to normal. I looked around and saw Todd, my acting beta and a whole lot of people around, and I didn't know when t

I dumped my body on the bed, praying so hard that today would happen as I wished, that it could at least go my way for once. A few months ago when we were still laughing and smiling, oblivious that one day we would be at each other's throats, I so… prayed that at least I could have a man like him as my mate. Maybe the goddess answered my stupid prayer and that's why I landed in this situation. Who could have known he was the heartless, cruel and merciless Alpha of Dark Glow Pack? With a face like that, and well grown beards, a feature that takes every woman's breath.

Curse the mate pull He continued to stare at his mate who looked frightened to her bones and he decided to leave but before he could turn to leave he fell on his knees as he took a sharp intake of breath and he pante His Wolf was pushing him into the arms of his mate but he was trying to fight bac Muna got out of the bed as she ran towards him and she got down on her knees in front of him despite the danger in front of he She was brought up in the love and care of her parents so she wasn't used to seeing people in pain “ Alpha are you alright ? ” She asked but he didn't answer her and Muna thought that he must be in so much pain because of the wounds in his body but she was wron It was becau

Theresia began to get saturated, choosing to play on her cell phone. Elsewhere, a man was walking down the street. Letting rainwater wet his whole body. His handsome face with tanned skin, and curly hair. His gaze was as sharp as a razor but his face looked very sweet and cute. He is Ace Edgar, an Alpha Werewolf from the Alaska area pack. Ace's strength could no longer be doubted, and his handsome face made him almost perfect. But unfortunately until now, at the age of 27 years old. Ace hasn't found his mate either. "Don't I have a mate? Why haven't I met my mate until now," muttered Ace with his flagship flat face.

I squeezed back, trying to reassure her. “He too stubborn to go down to those lowlifes. He’s too strong.” I had experienced my mate in a fight now a few times. I knew how strong he was. “He is. When he pulled you out of the SUV that day and said, mate. I thought the goddess had answered my prayers. Then when Alpha Gideon said you were an Alpha, everything started to make sense. The reason why he was better at everything and why his relationships didn’t work out was that he was an Alpha born to Betas. Thank you for being his mate and changing his life for the better. You two really are a great match.” Christine caressed my cheek. I looked into her teary eyes, full of love for her son.

His face contorted in disgust, and my heart broke. “What the fuck did I do to deserve a pathetic mate who can't even walk?! This is bullshit! If she was going to give me a fucking fagot as a mate, at least she could have given me one who wasn't so useless, and whose legs fucking worked! How the fuck can you even be an Alpha when your dumbass is stuck in a damn wheelchair?” It felt like I was punched in the gut, and all the air escaped my lungs. No one has ever spoken to me so cruelly. I'd expect it from my enemy, but not the person the goddess created for me.

One that needs to be put in her place at every turn. He has since taken another mate. A chosen mate. Not a fated or a second chance mate because an Alpha is stronger with a mate. I've heard rumours that Father was ready to give up after my mother died but his Beta and best friend got him out of it. I believed the story myself, until I found out the truth.

Though none have lived up to his expectations either, he always says they are too weak to run the pack, though any of them would be great at it, they had alpha blood after all. My mother was an Alpha, though my brother's mother Clarice was an omega, so he thinks that makes them weak. One day I can see them snapping, sometimes I pray for it. My father is right though, I owed him, if it weren’t for me, we never would have become rogue. Maybe Tate is right, maybe my father is no better than his father, though at least mine didn’t kill his mate with his bare hands and turn into a psychotic monster like Tate’s.