Special Treatment For My Alpha Mate 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.”

"He claimed that the Alpha Supreme wasn't bothered by us and if we make ourselves reason enough for the Alpha Supreme to worry, he'll probably be the one sent to handle us" "I would do the same if I were the Alpha Supreme", Varus comments and receives a glare in return. "Of course he would expect that since you are the mate of his son, his son would know the best way to deal with you" "Except that he doesn't", she remarks. "Are you sure?" "What do you mean? We just met", she challenges. "The mate bond can be quite manipulative and he's probably even doing his research about you right now" "Well, I already have the first advantage as I already have all the information about him", she shrugs.

We all heard the stories. Not only did werewolves and vampires exist, but so did soulmates. Not that many humans witnessed these things and lived to tell the tale. It was an unspoken understanding in the world. They existed and in return for our blind eye and silence, they let us live. They say that when werewolves find their soulmates they know right away. That once they have seen their mates they would burn the world for them. To protect them. They say that it's even worse with Alphas. That Alphas are extremely possessive and protective of their mates.

I did not know what to expect but I felt the unmistakable thrill of anticipation course through my veins. “Yes Alpha.” I could not believe how low and scared I sounded. “Relax, I’m not going to hurt you.” He assured. “Uhmm. Okay.” “I want to talk to you.” “About what exactly?” He offered me a seat and I was surprised. Why was the Alpha offering me a seat? Did he want to talk about the mate bond? Gingerly, I plopped down on the deep red soft, comfy sofa. He joined me. “I know you’ll be surprised why I called you.”

“Come on.” The front door opened before we reached it. A man stood there, tall, broad-shouldered, dark-skinned, with sharp gray eyes that seemed to glow in the low light. “Alpha,” the man said, voice clipped. “Perimeter’s clear. No scent trails.” “Good,” Damian replied. “I want to officially introduce you to my mate, Ivy.”

He made me believe I was special, made me think I mattered. I feel movement behind me. Turning back, I see the devil himself. My first mate, Alpha Matthew, is standing there waiting like a knight in shining armor. He comes closer, he goes to touch me but I flinch. "Easy love," his arms catch me around my waist as I stumble backward. I feel goosebumps rise on my skin, not the good kind. "I don't want my mate getting hurt when I've only just gotten her back." Gotten me back? Is he crazy?

“Alpha Alfred. I hope I am not disturbing you.” “You are.” I replied bluntly without returning his smile. “But come in anyway.” He chuckled lightly to himself and sat down in the chair across from my desk. “You are direct. I like that.” “What do you want, Lucas?” He leaned back and crossed one leg over the other with a smirk on his face. “Just to talk. Man to man. Alpha to Alpha.” I waited for him to continue. “Your mate,” he slowly said. “Hanni. She is…..special.”

You should be happy I’m making this right,' Alpha Tate smiles. 'This doesn't feel right, though,' I tell him. 'Let me mark you, and I will make it feel right. I will even mate you immediately, and you will feel right then. Of course, it will hurt a bit, but you will like it. Once you have a piece of me, you’ll be begging me for more,' Alpha Tate grins. Disgusted and repulsed by his words, I take a few steps back. ‘I said, no! I don't want to be your mate!'

“Dimwit. Ensure everything is perfect— the foods, drinks, deserts, and the entire place. Remember, this is very important to Alpha, so nothing must go wrong.” “Yes, ma’am.” I replied. “Speaking of Alpha, have you cleaned his room today?” I began to tremble, knowing what was coming for me if she knew I hadn’t. “Yes! I’ll head there right now.” Without wasting time, I scurried out of her sight. Heaving a sigh, I went to grab the cleaning equipment when I overheard two pack females chatting. “Since today is special, Alpha might find his mate again.” The first said. “And it’ll definitely be me. I’ll make sure he doesn’t reject me.” The second boasted, twirling her hair around her fingers.

We enter his bedroom, and excitement is replaced with anxiety. Suddenly, I’m not feeling confident. I don’t know if it was the dirty looks that I got from the others on the way to the Alpha’s bedroom or if I’m just insecure. His special treatment isn’t bad. It makes me a target for the others. The Alpha won’t always protect me. He will find his mate or take chosen, and my life of being the pampered slave as I’ve been called will be over with.