The Alpha Kings Hidden Mate Novels & Stories

Alpha King asked his Gamma in an annoyed tone. “My king! It's her! The woman we have been searching for. She stayed hidden over the last two decades after that night but she is here now.” Alpha King was informed of her presence. The annoyed alpha King who was never really interested in looking for any other woman after he had lost his mate, was suddenly so excited to see that woman again. “Is she here with someone else or just visiting by herself?” Alpha King asked, suddenly showing signs of excitement toward this woman he didn't want to see a few minutes ago.

They shielded their eyes as the Alpha King and Raven pulsed light that hurt the sight of all other species. Raven let go of her hold and bodily spoke, “ Alpha King. Speak your intentions now.” Alpha King Sebastian spoke, “Raven, I, Alpha King, ask you to be my Mate. What say you?” Raven stepped forward and touched his breast plate. “I will be your mate as long as you mark me now here in front of everyone.” She looked deeply and into his eyes. She looked around the room, and she saw the acceptance of so many of so many species, as she had once finally ascended into the position of the coming sun. She would now and forever be the most powerful force among anyone. The Moon has Goddess has seen

Each one of them laying peacefully in the bosom of their newly found mate. The moon priestess turned to take her leave. Something was wrong, wasn't it? Or was the moon priestess missing something. There was still one person who still hadn't gotten his mate, and the person was their supreme Alpha. Zayne stood up immediately and called back the attention of the moon priestess. “Aren't you missing something, honourable moon priestess?” Zayne called out, which caused the moon priestess to halt in her steps. “And what is that, if I may ask?” The moon priestess replied humbly. She turned around and stared at Zayne calmly.

He needed to find her, but he needed to do it with patience. He exhaled slowly, attempting to steady himself. He had felt the pull. It was real. She was real. He would find her again. No matter what it took. Back in the shadows of the scullery, Aria’s heart raced as the scent of the Alpha King hit her like a freight train. He’s here. He knows. He knows I’m here. Her fingers trembled against the cold stone as she curled into herself, her back pressed to the crates of flour she had hidden behind. Her breath was shallow, panic creeping up her throat. She had felt it. His presence. His power. His mate bond.

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?”

Alpha King Xalen interjected fiercely, “Oh, this fight had just begun. The battle line has been drawn because I, Alpha King Xalen LeRoy, Ruler of the Northern Territory and Alpha of the Royal Pack, will not choose a mate because I already have one. Was I the only one who gasped? Can’t be. He was talking about me. “But she died a month ago, and the ninety days of mourning have yet to pass. So let’s take this to the court of elders. Alpha King Xalen completed his statement, washing away my delusion. Of course. What was I expecting from him? He has a mate, and she is dead—it was almost as if he were declaring my death to the world. “To hell with him and his politics,” I said to myself and final

The Alpha glanced at his Luna before back to me and nodded his head. "Yes, Alpha," he said, "Every wolf is here in this room now." I found the way he phrased the answer curious, and looking at Gabe told me he had caught it to. I stood, commanding the attention of the room. "It has come to my attention," I announced, "that one among you has been keeping secrets. My fated mate is here... yet you have hidden her from me." Murmurs rippled through the crowd. Some, like the blonde paled at my words. Others exchanged puzzled glances, apparently oblivious. Ewan stepped forward, spreading his hands in a placating gesture.

My hands were shaking slightly, and I folded them behind me so no one would notice. “How can this be?” Alpha Kingsley scoffed. “You… my mate?” A dark, mocking grin spread across his face. His eyes roamed over me slowly, cruelly, like he was looking at something unbelievable—something wrong. “Is the Moon Goddess bored?” he continued coldly. “Or does she need entertainment?” The words hit me hard. “To think that you would be bound to me,” he said with a short laugh. “For years, I never wanted a mate. I never even dreamed of one. And now fate gives me this.” He gestured vaguely in my direction, as if I were nothing more than an inconvenience.

It pissed me off as I slammed the door behind me. Maybe I should just fuck them all and get it over with before they plan something that will actually cost me my shot at alpha. Knowing my luck, I would probably knock one of them up. For alphas, our seed was extremely potent. In the past, we could only impregnate our mates, but as fated mates were becoming harder and harder to find—another omen of the prophecy—the odds of me impregnating someone was much higher than anyone else.

Not the level of freedom I was accustomed to, but enough to breathe. I trained in the gardens without guards shadowing me. I wandered the lesser halls. I even ate in silence, alone, just the way I liked it. Of course, peace never lasted long. Not for me. The Alpha House was buzzing in preparation for the upcoming mate ball, a week-long festival drenched in bloodlines, perfumes, and desperate ambition. Girls from every allied pack were arriving by the hour, all vying for the title of chosen mate. It was revolting. Like watching a parade of peacocks throw themselves at hunters.