The Alpha's Abused Mate Novels & Stories

"You know the punishment when you intervene between an Alpha and his mate is dead and since I'm the high Alpha in all of country I can kill whoever the fuck I want and you Pink have lived your last days on this earth. I've had enough of your bullshit, racism, and rude remarks. Not only did you kiss an Alpha that was taken, but you also hurt my Omega, you made my beautiful omega cry. There is no coming back from that, but don't worry Earth will be joining you in a hell soon enough in hell. You think playing this shity game make you better person, no Pink you are nothing but a power hungry bitch. I know vert well why you want me. You don't want me beacuse of love but you want me beacuse of my

“Alpha Lucien is the nicest alpha I've met. He's your mate, he just wants to know you" “Mate?" I asked, tilting my head to the side with a confused look. “Yes, darling, he's your mate" She says convincingly. “But my mate rejected me. I don't have a mate, I don't understand" "Yes, you both are second chance mates, you're to be there for each other. My head felt woozy as she was talking, I was so confused. It seems Lena could see that as she said, “I'm just going to leave you to rest and process everything". She left.

Alpha was no longer in front of me, now, he stood above my mate. I shrieked as his foot came back and flew forward until it connected with my mate and bone snapped. He had broken a rib and plea after plea from my lips fell on deaf ears as Alpha continued hurting him. I begged him to spare him, to leave him alone, to stop. My mate stared at me, a mixture of anger and panic filled his eyes. Alpha doesn’t look at me, he doesn’t blink or hesitate at the sound of my please. If anything, they only anger him more and he kicks my mate so hard he doubles over and groans. The chain hold his hands above his head as his head and body sag forward. He spits up blood as another kick lands against his torso

The aura around them was all lively but on my side, a big dark boulder of doom was dropped on my head. “Yes?” It was as if someone snatched away the earth below my feet. I felt like I was falling into a kind of dark abyss. The incomprehensible sense of doom took over me as my heart fell into the pit of my stomach, “To whom?” I asked feebly, scared that I’d offend him otherwise. “There’s another pack, Moonlight, the Alpha lost her mate recently and he wants to take another wife.” His grin widened, “Your perfect for that.”

They were blindly loyal to their Alpha. Well, if that was how they wanted to live, then I was more than happy to accommodate them. "You think I'm happy about this?" Marcus asked me, and his next words struck a chord in me. "I'm the Alpha! I'm supposed to mate a Luna. Not even a wolf, that's not where my standards are–a Luna. And you're just a human. Do you have any idea what this is doing to me and my pack? I've lost every standing. Every ounce of respect, gone, because my mate is a weak human girl."

I've never seen a person who wanted something run off like they’re trying to avoid the plague. Then, why did he leave? He's an Alpha. He needs to mark and mate with you so he can reach his full physical ability. Somehow, you've shown Dante that you're not ready for that. What the fuck...and you didn't tell me this before, because? I was hurt, just like you. I want nothing but to be around our mate, but how can we be if he's treating you like a fragile little flower? Ugh, what a turnoff!

Something wild and incredibly violent must have transpired in the woods to leave the supreme leader in such a ragged state. But Myles, Aron, and Hugh knew the exact, messy truth behind the alpha's scent. And all they could say among themselves was—when Alpha Adebayo lost his marbles over a male mate, he didn't just step over the line. He obliterated it. Making them spar until they bled was nothing new. They had been trading claw marks with Seth since they were knee-high to a jackrabbit—they could live with a few cracked ribs. But the alpha had hauled them into high-stakes gambling, and not for simple target practice. Oh no, he had stripped them of their hard-earned territory coin. What kind

I stepped into the room, the door creaking shut behind me. "Tristan," she said, her voice hollow. "He used to lock me in the basement when I forgot to iron his shirts perfectly. He used to tell me I was worthless because I was human. I thought... I thought because we were fated, because of the bond..." She let out a dry, broken laugh. "I thought you might be different. But you're just another Alpha who likes to kick things that can't fight back." My jaw clenched so hard I thought a tooth might crack. Fenris was howling now, a mournful sound of pure misery. Mate sad. Mate hurt. Alpha bad.

With one look from me to him, he finally sighed for what seemed to be the tenth time, letting me know how quick he had given up on holding back the truth for me. “Thankfully, you still have a connection to this pack and even if it’s weak, as the Beta, the connection I have with you is stronger than the one you have with the other pack members. When I found you, you were about to be buried in a place with no one there, just stray wolves and bushes. During that time, your…so-called mate announced his marriage to someone else, claiming your illness took you and since he happens to be a childless Alpha, he used the urge of his pack members to rush into the marriage with her. Everything about you

"I want her awake for this. I want her to understand what's happening." My eyes opened slowly and I saw him clearly. The syringe, the wolfsbane I could smell even through the fog in my mind, the expression of cold satisfaction on his face. "The wolfsbane will burn," he said conversationally. "Slowly. Painfully. And your Alpha will feel every second of it through the mate bond. Then he'll understand what I felt when he killed my mate." "Your mate was attacking innocents," I managed to say, my voice rough from sedation. "He did what he had to do."