The Alpha Ceo And His Reincarnated Mate Novels & Stories

Breeder Or Mate!! Either one, you're dead!! My whole life crumbled as I watched the Chief Deputy burn my file. No one was ever coming to save him and I know my uncle would be so happy as they have finally gotten rid of me. The first face I had seen when I arrived at Alpha Darwin's big mansion was uncle, aunt and then that swine, Markus. I could still see the mark I had given to him that fateful night. I was now his, his acclaimed mate. I was the perfect retribution and that makes me a slave to him because he now owned my life.

The alpha from the council was a sight to behold. His eyes darkened as they locked with mine. Something akin to recognition flickered through them. Which is odd. I’ve never seen this man before. I think I would remember such a handsome face. He turns slightly to Matthias. “Hello, I’m glad to be here. Who are you?” The question seemed to throw Matthias off, and I lingered in the back, watching a man who seemed like the alpha of alphas as he addressed my husband.

He asked, looking around. "Is he your biological father?" I asked him. "Of course, he is! My mother happened to be the woman his parents hooked him up with when he became the Alpha and needed to produce an heir as the culture dictates but he has found his mate. Not long after I was born did he find his mate through his wife," he explained. "So the problem is what?" I asked him. How is his birth a problem? "The problem is that he hates his past and wants to clear everything that belongs to that era! He doesn't want to have anything to do with my mom or anything that belongs to her or comes from her!" He explained.

the high priestess replied calmly. Kaelvor stiffened, his gaze hardening as the words sank in. For a moment, disbelief flickered across his face. In all the realms, no one remembered the first true mates, When the realms had forgotten what had truly happened, no one remembered the first true mates. That’s why Kaelvor was shocked upon hearing that Selena was the Alpha King’s mate. “She’s the Alpha King’s mate?!” he repeated. “Why didn’t you tell me this sooner? I’m worried about what he’ll do when he finds out I married his mate.”

Lydia stepped forward then with a soft, fake smile playing on her lips and her long blonde hair shining in the morning sun. She looked every bit like the perfect Luna they wanted. “You should be grateful, Celeste,” she said sweetly. “Most Alphas would have had you executed for bringing a curse into their home.” Celeste’s fingers curled into fists. She could smell the smug satisfaction rolling off Lydia like perfume. She wanted to rip it off her. She wanted to scream. But what good would that do? No one here would listen. They had already chosen who to believe. “I loved you,” Celeste whispered to Kharl. Her vision blurred as hot tears filled her eyes. “Even when you stopped loving me, I still

"That was why I asked you to reject her and mark Sophie as your mate. We need a wolf like Sophie to finally get back the pure white wolf of the pack, not a weak human." Alex stood up from the chair. He knew that his mother was definitely up to something. "It seems that you don't understand what I told you the last time. I'm the Alpha, and I can never reject my fated mate, no matter what anyone says." He said with a frustrated sigh before continuing. "You can organize any ceremony you want for Sophie, but remember she's not my mate, which makes that human girl the rightful Luna." He said and walked out of the house without waiting for his mother to talk.

If the mate dies, the Alpha loses his soul and enters a 'Feral State', a madness from which there is no return. “Once. Only once,” I breathed. I felt a deep pity for Alexander, the writer. He was the only one to ever endure such a fragile bond. But as I looked at that torn scrap of paper again, the one mentioning a human mate stopping a reincarnation, a terrifying thought took root. If it only happened once... why did it feel like this book was waiting specifically for someone.

I shook my head at him and turned my back to my mate as I dug clothes out of the crate under a tree. ‘Leave it. We have more important things than him to worry about.’ I tried to rationalize. To not let my heartbreak at the rejection I saw in his eyes. I will not let my mate break me. I am André Marcus D’Amore. I am the Alpha Heir of the Incubi Pack. I am the son of the great Alpha Alec.

I sat there for some time, watching them, memorizing Michelle with the hunger of a mother who had been starved for years. Then a certain man walked in and I stopped breathing. Alpha Kage. The air in the room changed at once. The laughter dipped. Conversations thinned. Backs straightened. Heads lowered. My heart lurched so hard it felt like it had slammed both fists against my ribs. He walked in with all the grace of the most powerful Alpha that ruled the South, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, his dark presence filling the restaurant without him needing to raise his voice. My mate.

I didn’t believe it then, and I still don't believe it now. It was bad enough Victor had stolen my birthright and my father in one fell swoop. But to sniff after my mother, who had still been grieving at the time? Alphas were supposed to lead and to protect the pack, not murder their way into the position because they wanted someone else’s mate. It took me only minutes to pound him to a bloody pulp, at which point Rebecca had begged for his life, offering herself up as my mate in return. And now here we were, eating cake and hotdogs and pretending life wasn’t just one giant series of fuckups.