The Alpha And The Mistake Novels & Stories

he hissed in a broken voice, possessive and filled with eternal fidelity. He leaned forward and, with a firm movement, sank his fangs directly into the base of my neck. The pain was a fleeting spark, replaced immediately by a wave of mystical heat that sealed our souls forever. The Alpha’s mark was etched into my cinnamon skin, uniting our cores in an indestructible bond that no Council could ever dissolve. I fell into a silver haze of absolute fulfillment, protected by the massive arms of my mate.

I have been easy with him, throwing away expectations. Hoping he will see the light and grow up. Drago has always been a fool from birth. This moment proves nothing has changed. My biggest mistake was bringing him into the plan. I should have selected another Alpha for the job. An Alpha from the West region who has sworn allegiance to me. Powerful men who crawl at my feet, begging to sit beside my throne. I did wrong by selecting an incompetent scumbag. The mistake haunts me. Not only have I made life difficult for myself, my mate has been thrown into an endless pit. The plan is to protect, but destruction has overrun it.

“ But he didn’t know that right?” Apollo grins and then the door opened, revealing Alpha Nicholas, bleeding. Mistakes. It was a mistake, a simple mistake that I wish will not haunt me in the future but it ended up stumbling in my feet and shaking my world. The world that was created and bonded by the curse of the moon goddess. Alpha Nicholas dropped in front of me. He looks like he needed immediate treatment but I was too scared to even lift my finger and touch his face. “ A-Antonio….”he muttered silently. My eyes widens and I looked around to seek Alpha Antonio.

I wasn’t going to support their stupid cause. With a deep breath, I took in enough air. “Alright, how about we handle this gently,” I said to them, as they tilted their heads to stare at me. “Let’s be very, very honest,” I said to them. “All of you that are here, you all think that the Alpha made a very terrible mistake. But here’s the problem: the Alpha didn’t make a terrible mistake. You all are the ones that made a terrible mistake by deciding to kidnap your own people. For that, I will not let it stand. I will make sure that you all regret why you did this.” Thomas coughed. “So you are in on this with the Alpha?”

"Do it again and I will cut off your hands." Alpha Oswald held his hand in the air, as a sign of surrender. "I'm sorry. I just missed you. That's all." "You mean you missed your other woman? Oh, come on. Let's not waste our time, Alpha Oswald. Go back to her." His hands fall to the side. "I'm sorry. It was the greatest mistake I made. I was a fool back then. I thought..." "You thought what? You thought you would not get caught? Damn you!"

“I’m a disgrace to the pack; I am too immature to be an alpha! I have done so much I can’t take back, so many mistakes and I’m wracking my brain, trying to work out how to mend the wrongs… how the fuck-“ “Stop that!” He orders gently, cutting off my ramblings, “don’t you think I made mistakes? Look what I did to your mate’s brother, I made a huge mistake. Someone’s life was ended because of it. I am still alpha because our pack knew it was just that- a mistake. They respect me for giving my life to the pack, to protect them and serving the pack as my family.

She made him look at her. “You made a mistake. A cruel one. A foolish one. A mistake born from fear and grief and pride.” His jaw tightened. “But you have not yet done something terrible.” She said, “Not if you move now.” His eyes burned silver. Marla squeezed his arms. “There is still time to make this right.” For one second, he looked like he might break. Then the Alpha returned. Not the cold one who had rejected Althea. This was older and sharper. A wolf that had finally scented danger near what belonged to him.

“You never could have known that they were going to ambush you. And do Alpha kings not make mistakes?” I said. “Everyone makes mistakes. It's up to us to decide whether to let it break us or to use it to our advantage. You love your pack and everyone believes that we are going to win this war. Look, you even have the dragons and witches as allies. If I were the rogues, I'd be shaking,” I said and he chuckled. “Thank you princess,” he said, pressing a kiss on my lips.

"It attacks the fetus first. It tries to detach the placenta." He didn't call a doctor. He didn't call for help. He knew that by the time a doctor arrived my baby would be dead. He had to do this himself. He had to use the old ways. The Alpha ways. Kaelen brought his wrist to his mouth. He bit down. He tore his own flesh with his canines. Blood welled up instantly dark and rich and potent. Alpha blood was the strongest substance in nature. It could heal wounds. It could neutralize poisons. It could strengthen a failing heart.

“I don’t take chocolates…I’m allergic to them.” The bravado on his face fell and I saw his brows descend, almost covered by the dark shades he still wore. “I’m sorry,” he voiced. “I could never imagine a lady would be allergic to chocolates.” Which is why it is wrong to assume.” “Forgive me,” he begged. How could I remain angry over a honest mistake? “But you didn’t send back the white chocolates.” I wanted to tell him that I had thrashed the entire package. Maybe that would finally show the precarious state of his heart towards me. But I felt like I had hurt him enough for a day.