The Alpha King Human Mate Novels & Stories

Ismena threw from the kitchen, pouring herself a glass of water and downing it instantly. Eline followed her to the kitchen, her brows knitted thoroughly in a thoughtful frown. "A human? Is that even possible? For a man like the Alpha King who doesn't have one beast-form but two?" "I have no idea what you're talking about." She poured herself another glass of water. Eline looked her straight in the eyes, "You truly do not know that you are the Alpha King's mate?"

I can still taste the metallic tang of blood. I remember him. My mate. Of all the people in the entire 7 billion population on the earth, of all the hundreds and thousands of werewolves on earth, the goddess decided to mate me with Alpha Henry of Red Fire, King of Alphas. It certainly explains a lot, but it complicates a lot as well.

He said going to his seat, Wait mate, human, his world, my world what did he mean by what he just said? "I don't understand anything about what you just said," I mumbled. "Maybe I should say it this way, I am an Alpha who is the King of all wolves and you, who the moon goddess must have chosen as my mate my mate is just a mere weak little human who is about to be the Luna Queen but knows nothing about my world, and also your kinds were the reasons why my real mate died, so explain to me why I should accept you," He growled, which made me shift back getting scared. I couldn't even reply.

‘Why do you sound like a stuttering car? ‘Just get here,’ I mind-link back, teeth clattering. ‘On my way,’ Karl replies before shutting off the link between us. Karl has been my beta, and my best friend for almost a decade since I became Alpha King of the Kingdom of Dyana. An exasperated sigh leaves me as the cold continues to bite into my skin. I glance behind me to see my mate… well…rejected mate still standing behind, the door slightly ajar as she stares. I raise a hand at her as I try smiling, but she glares at me immediately and shuts the door with the finality of a guillotine.

She brushed my hair back and held on to my hands. This was her thing, touching me. A week or so back, I asked her why she did this. She said it was to reassure her that I was really there. It healed a piece of me to hear that. “Are you okay, my dear? Is there something you want to talk about?” I gazed into her eyes. “I’m not sure if Draven told you. I have a mate. He is the Alpha King.” “Oh, my. The King of Kings.” She patted my hand. “That is what we call him here.”

The humans say it’s only a matter of time until war breaks out between the two kingdoms: West Wallow, the human realm, ruled by King Fenris, and Moon Crest Valley, the werewolf realm, ruled by Alpha King Damon. They speak about how Alpha King Damon still hasn't found his mate and Luna of his kingdom. Werewolves are blessed with a soul mate the Moon Goddess selects. Upon one’s eighteenth birthday, they can sense their mate if they’re nearby. At twenty-four, being mateless is rare, and Alpha King Damon may not find his fated mate. The humans speculate that perhaps his mate has passed away before he has had a chance to meet her, or maybe the Moon Goddess has cursed him, and he will be mateless

"You deserve a true mate. One of noble blood. Not this...thing." His grip tightened on her waist. “I, Alpha King Kael Draven of the Moonstone Pack, reject you, Lyra Blackthorn, as my mate," Kael declared, his voice booming through the hall so that all could hear it. "This disgrace is not my mate. She is nothing." My chest caved inward. It felt like a physical tearing, as if invisible claws ripped down my soul. The rejection slammed into me, sucking the air from my lungs. My knees buckled, pain searing through my heart, my veins, my very bones.

“You can’t let this stand. If Garran thinks your human mate makes you weak, he’ll attack.” Raven’s jaw tightened. “Then let him try.” She turned to Ragnar, her hand cupping his cheek, the bond pulsing warm and bright. “This changes everything,” she whispered. “Then let it,” he replied, pressing his forehead to hers. “Let him come.” Her wolf roared inside her, and for the first time in a long time, she felt ready. The storm raged outside, lightning splitting the sky, but inside, the Alpha Queen and her human mate stood together, united, prepared to face whatever the world threw at them.

I could see her face even now that I was far from home, regal, flawless, she was the Alpha Queen that led the pack with an iron smile and when her beloved daughter was supposed to be mated, she would be disappointed. Last night was terrible, it felt like one of my hardest training yet, especially when I stumbled past Rogue territory. I knew the stories, they were wolves with no pack, brutal, they’d lost their mind and wouldn’t hesitate to tear a lonely female apart with their teeth but I would pick that over being marked by Alpha Gideon. He was the most disgusting man I had ever met in my entire life and the last thing I wanted was to be stuck with him. Just as I crossed the border, the scen

Yes my wolf name is chocolate and please no judging, because he literally looks so brown like a block of chocolate. But then I started to realize the series of events lately. The way Alpha King and Venus grew quiet over the last few days. The way I would find them together at odd hours even though I couldn't say it out loud. Oh My God! Now Alpha King is actually engaged to someone else? That someone else is my mate's twin sister?