Possessive Alpha Mate Romance Books Novels & Stories

“You’re still my mate. One and only. Forever.” “I know,” Miranda coos. She kisses him, sloppily, and I feel almost sick at the show they’re putting on. “But it is possible for an Alpha to take multiple Lunas,” Malcolm continues. “I found it in one of Caleb and Arnold’s old books.” “Is that true?” I ask, turning to Arnold. He nods. “It’s unusual, since most werewolves, once mated, feel a strong bond to their individual partner. However, in some circumstances, an Alpha may have multiple Lunas.”

"And we say no. She is not ready for combat, and she is still recovering. She is our mate, and none of you here have any say on what happens in our packs!" She heard chairs shuffle and feet stomping as angry grunts echoed in the room. "We control the decision of the entire pack district, and just because your packs have decided to go independent does not mean that you can decide to do things like this and expect that we would not react!" a council member said angrily. Our mate?? Whose mate?? Why was Alpha Jacob here, and why was he getting along with Damon? Mia had so many questions, but before she could hear more, she heard footsteps coming toward the vent. She stood up quickly. Just then,

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| snort, adjusting in the couch as I roll my eyes, "It's time, and the pack needs an heir." An image of Aerilyn running around after a little boy flashes through my mind and my heart starts to race. "Can I just have a little more time?", "No, we already started reaching out to packs and every second week, on a Saturday night, there will be a ball and you will meet women." Elder Mary grits out. I stare at them baffled and slowly get up, "You are not in control of my life," I seethe. Elder Mark gets up, fixing his suit, "If you can't get a mate, your rein as Alpha will be over before you know it," he deadpans before they leave.

“Alpha, I found out that Ryan finally has a weakness.” “Really? What is it?” The Alpha thought it might be something useless since Ryan had absolutely no weakness.” He closed his eyes back again, uninterested. “Ryan has finally met his Luna.” Blake told him. The Alpha’s eyes shot open. He turned his head to Blake. “Luna, you said?” he asked him. “Yes Alpha.” Blake replied. The black wolf grinned. “A great weakness indeed.” He got up and moved towards a pile of bones, “To a wolf, his mate is everything and since a wolf can only fall in love only once in their live time, they would do everything in their power to protect her.”

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.

How dare I lose my mate while he gets one! I wasn't going to let this upstart of an Alpha take her as his mate. She was going to be mine instead. I knew from Anya's pack that it was called chosen mates, and the woman would be my chosen mate. I now had to make a plan to get rid of the upstart Alpha and his Beta and get my hands on that woman.

They are your mates. My mind seemed to be torn in their ecstasy, unable to make a decision. My body trembled under their touch, and the kiss was especially passionate. I kissed back, though reluctantly, the urge to claim the Alphas was stronger. They were mine___ they were my mates, and I had the right to possess them. But... was this right? No, I couldn't stop. I wrapped my arms around Alpha Raviel's neck, tilted my head, and deepened the kiss further. I was getting out of breath, but how did that matter?

I flinched. "You," he said, his warm breath tickling my skin. It would've made my heart flutter once more if only his voice didn't carry a menacing tone. "You were messing with another werewolf while I wasn't around." I cursed in my head and bit my lower lip. I was in so much hurry to see him that I wasn't able to think about taking a bath first to wash off the smell of Enzo's pheromones. Alpha werewolves are extremely possessive towards their partners, I remember him telling me a few days back while he was briefing me about his plan to use me to lure Dylan out of hiding.

I asked, crossing my legs and staring back at him. “Well” he says, taking a sip of his drink before leaning back in his seat staring back at me. “I made some findings, and discovered that rogue wolves only smell like death and rotten corpse if they are made by an Alpha” “What does that mean?” I asked, not fully understanding what he's saying. “What I mean is an alpha is deliberately killing off the mates of some wolves or breaking their alpha bond to them. To be able to control them. Feeding them with flesh and grooming monsters for some unknown reasons” he says.