The Alpha King Is My Second Mate Novels & Stories

I pick myself up shakily, wondering if this is a dream. Second chance mate? For me? That isn't a common occurrence. I would have felt very ecstatic had it not been for the murder I just witnessed. After what I've seen take place seconds ago, all I can think of is that my second mate is heartless. The Alpha King has put me through so much trauma with his strange hobbies, and I know I don't need a mate like that. There's not much difference between this man and the Alpha King if he kills other wolves without proper reason.

"Where should I start? I only decided to follow Alpha Raymond after, but I've heard he changed a lot after that incident." "That incident?" I asked. "At that time, Alpha Raymond had already decided to marry his first mate..." Shay hesitated, realizing what she'd said. She quickly covered her mouth. "Sorry..." I smiled, shaking my head. "It's okay. I don't mind—it's his past. Can you tell me more?" Shay paused, then said slowly. "They were about to marry, but then Alpha Raymond went missing. By the time anyone noticed, he had... betrayed his mate."

Suddenly, the room wasn’t just luxurious; it felt suffocating. “Everyone. Leave!” The Alpha King's voice was low but commanded total obedience. In seconds, we were alone. He didn’t speak right away. Just walked toward me. I tried to back away, but where could I go? “I’m not going to hurt you,” he said. “I don’t trust you,” I replied flatly. “Why?” “Would I even be alive if it weren’t for the mate bond?” I challenged. “No,” he answered, with brutal honesty.

“Alpha Logan, I understand what you mean, but if I must say, I think we shouldn't rush into things that might cost us our lives.” Logan took a quick glance in my direction. I could see the anger in his gaze. “What did you just say? Are you, perhaps, scared of the Alpha king?” “With all due respect, Alpha Logan. Though you are an Alpha and I know you are an Alpha, then, we must come to the understanding that the person we are referring to is the Alpha King.” “Alpha King or not, he's in possession of my mate, and I don't let him keep her in his pack, she is mine!”

Alex huffed, “It wouldn’t be the first time a second in command decided to take up arms in retaliation to the Alpha King’s judgment call. And if you did, I’m sure it wouldn’t be the last.” Mia stepped forward, “You forget, Mason is no second in command. He is an Alpha.” Alex came close to her. “And you forget, Godric is the Alpha King. Your tone has been unacceptable this entire meeting.” She growled and spat back, “Oh, I didn’t forget.” Quickly Alex responded. “Good. Then add this to your memory bank. Alpha or Beta. It doesn’t matter. Certain acts against the Alpha King and his pack will not be tolerated.”

"You'd have to be very very special. Not just by being the Alpha of a pack." "So there are others?" Tatiana frowned. "Other packs? Of course there are, what are you, twelve?" She was chuckling to herself like she had just made the joke of the year and I didn't stop her. I simply moved forward with my question. "There are others who have gotten a second mate?" Tatiana shot me a look and nodded her head. "Yes Alpha Winston, there are others." "Where are they?" She shrugged her hunched shoulders. "How would I know?"

"It's... it's about the she-wolf who was brought in injured." "Obviously, so what about her?" Kaerlia questioned. "Farah Danvers… is the Supreme Alpha King's first mate."

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?

I was an omega in everything but name. A broken thing. “Smile, dear sister,” Celeste whispered, casting me a vicious grin as she leaned close. “Perhaps if you bow low enough mother will spare you the dungeon tonight.” I stiffened but said nothing. I’d learned long ago that silence was my only shield. The musicians played a soft tune as the grand doors opened wider. And then he entered. The Alpha King. Kael Draven. His presence was like a thunder, commanding. The hall stilled, breaths held, every head turning toward him as he strode in. Tall, broad-shouldered, cloaked in black and gold, with emerald eyes that gleamed like cut glass.

The moon hung low and heavy in the night sky, casting a silver glow over the ancient stones of the Moon Temple. Kael Drenor, the newly crowned Alpha King of Draymoor, stood alone, his broad silhouette carved against the cold marble. His storm-gray eyes were fixed on the glowing sigils etched into the altar before him, but his mind was miles away — tangled in shadows and secrets he dared not voice. He could feel it again, that pull deep in his chest — the bond that tethered him to a mate he had sworn to reject.