The Alpha King Mate Novels & Stories

"The Alpha King needs to know!" "No!"

my mom stated firmly. “The Alpha already has a mate.”

As the heavy double doors of the pack house were pushed open by the royal guards, the sight outside stopped me in my tracks. I hadn't expected the entire Silver River Pack to be gathered outside. Standing dead center at the front of the crowd was Alpha Kane, his face ashen. Beside him was Catherine, along with the exact same pack members who had trampled on my dignity, spat at me, and taken sick pleasure in humiliating me for years. But today, their eyes were different. The sneers were gone, replaced by a suffocating, complex mix of jealousy, regret, and shock. Who could have ever imagined that the lowly Omega they had bullied just days ago would become the Lycan King's mate—and their future

I don't want any uncalled attention. He asks me "Are you sure, I can wait you can link back." I told him "I will only take 5 mins." he nodded and enter the conference hall when the king entered everybody chanted "My Alpha king." he nodded at everyone who welcomed him. When I try to enter I saw my first rejected mate Alpha Peterson. When our eyes met he came to me to talk he is still single he didn't get another chance to find his mate but try to make relationships with other girls but it didn't work after he left me.

I said while kissing her neck as she moved back from me, looking into my eyes. “What king?” She asked me, “Oh!” I gasped, pulling away from her. My lips turned up into a smile as I looked into her eyes. “Now you are interested?” I asked, smirking as he wrapped her arms around my neck. “Of course, I want to know. Which king are you talking about?” She asked me as I inhaled sharply, bringing my hand to her cheek, my thumb rubbing on her lips. “My beautiful Luna. Turns out the King of Alphas is her real mate.”

It was a somber moment and I never realized how much this pack had betted on my best friend becoming Queen. “What of this Mate she has supposedly found.” The Alpha King asked coldly, raising his eyes angrily and turning his attention to me, glaring furiously. Startled, I took a step back, my eyes wide with alarm. “Ahh, well, he’s an America. His name is Lucca Mariano.” I pulled out my phone and quickly Googled my friend’s mate. I chose the photo from Architectural Digest, the one of him standing in front of the castle, I had to admit, he was absolutely gorgeous. Strong, dark, and handsome, everything an Alpha should be. I handed my phone over to the Alpha King and watched him silently as he

Great fate I know. Today The Alpha King is sending a car for me because I did not find my mate and unfortunately I will be at his disposal. I've heard stories about him being cruel, ruthless, and showing pity on no one. They say he killed his own mate? Because he hates women that much. I on the other hand would love to find my mate to have that pull to someone with a bond so strong that It can't be broken. I sigh at the thought It would be nice It just wasn't meant to be. My thoughts are interpreted by the ring of the door bell.

“What do you want Alisa “ “Not long ago, I heard you weren't in the same room with the Alpha King but I can see how much you have sneaked into his heart and room “ “I said what do you want “ I questioned not failing to understand what she had just said. How did she know I wasn't sleeping in the same room with my mate? That was a cause to worry about. Does Alisa have a mole in here? I brushed the thought aside and focused on the intruder in my room. “Get out” I said “Oops is that the way you treat guests” “What do you want, Alisa” I asked again, getting frustrated. “I just wanted to tell you that I met my mate today and guess who he is” she said but I was uninterested so I didn't respond. “Th

“Mates are mates, the male chooses the mate. I chose my daughter’s so our pack will have a strong Alpha.” “I am Alpha!” Klara’s wolf roared. “And the King is my mate. I’m not leaving, neither are you,” she sneered. Marc felt rage to the point of murder, knowing it wasn’t his own he gripped Klara strongly around the waist. “He’ll go to the cells, he’ll stand trial,” Marc muttered to her. “Take him away!”

I didn't know what was going to happen to me, but I knew it wasn't going to be good. After what felt like an eternity, the door opened and the alpha king walked in. He was tall and muscular, with piercing blue eyes and a stern expression. "Yennifer," he said, his voice cold and unyielding. "Welcome to my home." I looked up at him, trying to hide my fear. "What do you want from me?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. The alpha king smiled, but there was no warmth in it. "I want you to be my mate," he said. "And I won't take no for an answer."