The Alpha King Mate Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Isabella. I should have ended her years ago.” He turned to the room, his voice carrying the full weight of the Alpha King. “Listen to me. Aria Johnson is my fated mate. She carries my future. Whoever has taken her will suffer pain beyond imagination. Find her. Bring her home. And if anyone has harmed even one hair on her head…” His aura flared, windows trembling. “I will paint this city red with their blood.” The wolves howled in response, the sound vibrating through the building. In Isabella’s Safe House.

“Hey I’m just trying to help you out. Wouldn’t want any more damage to come to that handsome face of yours. Speaking of, how’s your eye doing?” He redoubled his effort after that comment and slammed into the bars with all his might. This time the bar gives way a little, and you can see the victory in his eyes. All my humor was immediately gone; those bars were what was keeping me safe. I know I’m a damn good fighter, but I’m not sure how well I’ll fare against an irate alpha prince. I gulp and look over at the king. He must see how close his son is to getting in and orders, “Shift back! Now!”

he told me six years ago while I was conscious after being struck down by his horse. When I discovered out he was my mate, I felt like Cinderella.Every woman in the werewolf nation wished to be mated to the most feared Alpha of Crescent Moon Pack, the most powerful pack.He was not only the Alpha of Crescent Moon Pack, but also the Alpha King of the Werewolf Kingdom because we practiced monarchy.He commanded the 150 powerful alphas of the kingdom's 150 packs.I was not even worthy of being his mate owing to my omega status, yet he accepted me nonetheless, and he made me believe that I was exceptional and rare.He looked after me and gave me the love I had always desired. He treated me like I wa

“Speak, Alpha Vermont.” Alpha. My mate was an Alpha, the Warrior Alpha. He stepped forward slowly, eyes sweeping the room until they landed… directly on me. “I came as a representative of Alpha King Aldric ,” he began. “But fate has presented another reason for my presence.” Murmurs broke out. I edged back, heart pounding against my ribs. His gaze didn’t waver. “I found her,” he said, voice low but steady. “My mate.” No. No, no, no.

Third Person’s Pov On the other hand, Pauline was extremely suspicious of the Alpha King. Although they weren’t close to each other- or more like the Alpha King doesn’t want to get closer to her, Pauline could confidently say that there is no other woman in the Alpha King’s life. But now, it was especially different that the Alpha King had received a mark on his body, indicating that he had a mate. ‘Did he already find his mate?’ Pauline asked herself while gritting her teeth from anger.

‘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.

Lisa picked up a golden piece of paper from the dressing table and then started to read it. “To the Devon family, the royal families are pleased to unite with you through our son, the Alpha king, and your daughter, Laura. The Alpha king would join you soon to take away his mate, please prepare for his arrival, signed elder Timothy.” She read out loud and smiled again. It was then I realized the Alpha king had sent a letter to them. To be honest, a pang of jealousy swept through me as I continued to comb through her hair, I could not believe Laura was going to have her mate, while my life remained a shithole.

She added. “Yes, Mother.” I responded, my voice low and despite the stabbing pain in my heart, the constant remembrance that I couldn’t be seen as anything, I had something else planned. On the day of my mating ceremony, I would be nowhere to be found. 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.

I pulled back slightly, staring at her as the wolf inside me snarled again, louder this time, his tone guttural and filled with something close to rage. Not our mate. My heartbeat thundered in my ears. The air in the room thickened, the scent of her hitting my nose, nothing at all like the enticing smell of wild honey and burnt cedar. Her eyes fluttered open, confusion crossing her face before fear flickered there. She pulled the sheet over herself and whispered, “What is it, my alpha?” The sound of her voice didn’t soothe me. It unsettled me. My wolf pushed forward, his growl vibrating through my throat before I could stop him. “Who are you?”

he says quietly. And yet the words echo like thunder. His gaze locks onto Kael’s, cold and absolute. “and see what I take from you.” A chill runs through the entire summit because this is not a threat, it is a promise. Kael feels it. Everyone does. The difference between an Alpha and a King has never been clearer. Still Kael doesn’t step back, his pride won’t allow it, his obsession won’t let him. “She is my mate,” Kael says again, his voice strained but unyielding. “You don’t get to erase that because you’ve decided she’s useful.”