Possessive Alpha Mate Stories Novels & Stories

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.

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.

“Alpha’s Bane was designed to weaken an Alpha by attacking the bond that ties him to his mate.” “I’m not your mate.” His gaze met mine, steady and unreadable. “The poison doesn’t care what you call the bond.” The words hung between us. Heat rose to my face, but I forced myself to stay calm. “So what does it do to me?” “It doesn’t kill humans directly,” he said. “It drains the Alpha through the bond instead.” I stared at him. “That makes no sense.” “It makes perfect sense if the person who created it wanted to break an Alpha slowly.”

Realizing his mistake too late. “My what?” I was directly behind him now. “Say it. Finish what you started.” “Alpha, I didn’t mean…” “You did. So say it.” “I just meant that after that bitch started staying here, things have been terrible…” The words were barely out of his mouth before my hand was around his throat. I lifted him out of his chair. Slammed him against the wall. I watched his face turn red. Then purple. “That bitch,” I said conversationally. “Is my mate. My Luna. The most important person in my entire world. And you…” I squeezed harder. “…You just signed your own death warrant.”

AVELORA I stood up and started walking toward him stopping just a few feet away, close enough to see the way his muscles tensed under his shirt. “You’re the only Alpha in the world right now, Khyrix. You could have any she-wolf you want from any territory, everyone wants you. You could wait for your fated mate. Your real one. Why would you create this whole ruse?" He turned then, the expression on his face made me take a step back. He looked cold and detached.

He remarked. Those words did something to me, I would ride him then and there. I went in for kiss, he stopped me mid way. His hands laced around my neck. Gently pressing. His head titled to one side. "Who do you belong to?" He asked me. Voice barely above a whisper. I wasn't going to say it. I wouldn't. "Who do you belong to, Allen, who is your Alpha?" I couldn't say it. I tried to look away but he held my jaw and made me look at him. I silently begged him to give me something.

Alpha Mason has searched for his life mate for ten years since he turned eighteen before growing weary of the search and deciding to settle. Like every Alpha who has come of age, he travelled to other packs, meeting, greeting and forming bonds in hopes of finding his life mate. When an Alpha finds their life mate, they become even stronger. A mate is both their strength and their weakness. So when Alpha Mason did not find his life mate, he settled to marry the Beta’s daughter, Emily Henderson; who is also Melissa’s best friend and mistress. And today is their engagement party. It was there in the crowd he first saw her, the beautiful girl with eyes that glowed green like emeralds. Her long d

The girl would be the perfect fit for story writing and acting. Just then, however, another person stepped up," But I do, Luna Snowheart." Alpha Blake spoke up. Hearing his slightly nasally voice made Crystal want to wince. Even Erin did not like the slimy man but the worse reaction was that of her mate, Alpha Ace Hunter. Uh oh. Male wolves were known to be possessive. And especially the newly mated ones hated any male talking to their mate. Add in the fact that Alpha Blake still carried her faint scent, it was a wonder that the man had not just challenged the other Alpha to death already. But now that the guy was talking to her and looking her way with a slightly smug smile, he would not be

“Are you kidding me? What mate wouldn’t want their mate to get close to them? And then there’s Levi. He’s an Alpha, a freaking possessive Alpha.” The words made Kaliyah’s heart flutter. Mirella nodded toward the walkway ahead. “Look. Look around. You see all those girls? Some of the maids? Some who are maybe daughters of one of the elders or something, somehow? They all stare at him, especially the unmated ones. But Levi, only and will always have eyes for you.” Kaliyah blinked, her heart thudding. “So you’re saying I should kiss him?”

I said, my voice trembling slightly. “Then tell me what’s going on,” he pressed, the demand in his tone clear. I took a deep breath before answering. “Well, you’ve been insisting I find out who my mate is. So… Now you'll know.” I took a deep breath and continued, "The Alpha is my mate.” Silence filled the line for several long seconds before he finally spoke. “You mean that cursed family?” he asked, his voice heavy with concern. “Octavia, they may rule the pack, but nothing good has ever come from being tied to them—and you know that better than anyone.”