The Alpha King's Mistake Novels & Stories

‘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.

His hand came up to my face, the way hands came up when the person they belonged to had made a decision, and I felt the bond register it and then I felt something underneath the bond register it, the thirty-two days and the fourteen months and the coffee on the desk and the east window and the Map between us that was almost finished and that both of us had built. When we stopped it was because breath required stopping, not because either of us had finished. He looked at me. I looked at him. I said: The framework document is still due Thursday. He said: Yes. He did not look away. I am aware of the framework document. I said: Good. He said: Sera. I said: What. He said: I have been the Alpha Ki

His joy was sincere and fervent, showing not the slightest trace of worry or pity for me. He seemed to have completely forgotten who it was that shielded him with her own back from a fatal blow three years ago in the pack conflict. It was all too absurd, like a nightmare I couldn't wake from. The proclamation that reduced me to nothing but a maid still echoed cold and distant, and I could no longer reconcile the cold-blooded Alpha heir standing on the altar with the young man who once made me countless promises. Reason told me I should turn and leave at once, yet my wolf still writhed in restless defiance. She demanded an answer, one spoken from his own lips.

I drift toward the edge of the reception area near the lake, champagne in hand, trying to breathe through the discomfort of too many memories, too many questions in familiar eyes. Wolves in designer suits and couture gowns cluster in groups, their laughter bright and effortless. I catch fragments of conversation—mergers, territory expansions, and whispers about the new Alpha King being in attendance. His coronation photos circulated through every pack territory just months ago—ruthless, cold, powerful. The kind of Alpha who commands respect through presence alone. The crowd shifts, and that's when I feel it—a pull, sharp and undeniable. I look up. Across the reception area, through the clust

The Alpha chuckles walking down the last step of the pack house but due to his injury, much slower than usual. “You’re making one of the biggest mistakes of your life accepting her as your mate and Queen, she is nothing but a disrespectful, weak whore. She isn’t fit to lead herself let alone a Kingdom of people! I bet she hasn’t even spoken single word to you!” The Alpha continues to shout abuse in my direction, the already angry King who held tightly onto my hand seemed to tense that much more and turn his own head to look at the Alpha.

he said. " I didn't know I'd come here, oh, this is my friend and date, Monique," I said. Monique was still in shock, gaping at the alpha king. I nudged her and she bowed twice, totally ungracefully so. I've never seen her this awkward and embarrassed at the same time. I will tease her about it later. " Your Highness, It's an honor, a true honor to even stand next to you, should I move back?"

It might have been a mistake. Now, she was going to be a laughing stock in her home. Her step sister was chosen as Luna for Alpha king Aiden, the man everyone thought she would be his Luna. Scarlett had it all now, leaving her with absolutely nothing, except the sweet memories she and Alpha Aiden shared. Still sitting amongst the dried leaf, Kiara let out a soft whimper. The decision was left for Aiden to choose between their love or the tradition and welfare of the pack, but Kiara had it in mind that the pack was supposed to come first, it was the bitter truth. *********

The girl sighs with relief after realising that she is not the one in trouble. "The former Queen has not come back yet. I will tell her once she arrives, sir." "Are you sure she isn't back? Have you searched the house?" The Alpha asks, seeming alarmed. "Yes, she hasn't returned." She affirms and he jumps up from his seat. "Tell everyone to pack up, we are leaving!" He states then groans with rage and disappointment. "May I ask why, sir?" "That stupid woman obviously got captured! And once she tells her son where we are he will be on his way. We are lucky he cannot teleport to places that he doesn't know because otherwise, he would already be here." He mutters pacing around the spacious livin

“Constantine’s hate and envy have blinded him. If he could accept the fact, he would live happily. But no, he always wants what’s mine. So I will give him a lesson if he tries to bother Helena again.” “Alpha, do you want to get a new Beta? I don’t mind if you do that.” “No. You are my best friend and my man. Who else should I trust more than you?” “Even after I made a big mistake?” “I made a huge mistake with Lynnette too. But as an Alpha, it affects all when I make a mistake. Moreover, I made a mistake because of lust. While you, because of your good heart.” “No, I have no good heart. I’m a fool who doesn’t know the difference between diamond and mud.”

"The letter. The abduction. Even the scout who so conveniently spotted me at the gate and lived long enough to report it. Alaric wanted you here, my king. Desperate, reckless, exactly where he needed you." The boots pounding down the stairwell grew louder, and Marlowe's mind raced through everything Torren had just confessed, every carefully placed piece of a trap they'd walked into with their eyes wide open. "Why," she demanded. "Why go to all this trouble instead of just attacking the palace directly?" "Because a king who dies defending his walls is a martyr," Torren said. "A king who dies chasing a human woman and her friend into a trap he should have seen coming is a cautionary tale. Ala