The Alpha's Captured Mate Novels & Stories

But grandmother said such were these people's demands. According to her, the Alpha—scared for the life of his mate—took to considering their offer, because he loved her too much. But on the side, he'd been preparing a coup, a way to lynch them and take back his mate, then throw them in the dungeons. His plan worked but when he saw his mate, he found that she'd been so violated and brutalized that she'd lost all her memory. Not a single thing was remembered to her, and she didn't even know where she was.

I looked up at him in disbelief—only to meet his cold and cruel gaze. "Lynn, get out. Don't make me say it again." My Alpha gave me a final command in a tone that allowed no refusal. Ever since I was young, I knew that when he used this tone, I could never go against him. Otherwise, I'd pay for an unimaginable consequence. I got out of the car, carrying the pup in my belly that kept tossing restlessly. Was the pup also feeling sorrow for me? I wasn't sure. All I saw was my Alpha mate stepping on the gas right after slamming the door shut, eagerly rushing off to attend his ex-girlfriend's welcome-back party.

“ She looks so clean too, very soon she'll be one of us “ they went on, almost as if I wasn't there with them. “ Maybe she'll be next after Kira, that girl can't do anything, Alpha should have called me instead, I know he loves what I do “ red dress bragged, earning a snort from her friend. “ Maybe he'd make me his mate soon, he once complimented me after I was done “ green dress also bragged. My mind preferred to remain innocent about what they were talking about, yet my heart was dreading being in the same soup as theirs. Very soon the two were on each other's necks as they battled about who would be the Alpha's new mate. Wondering who the Alpha was and why he didn't have a mate , I resort

They were whispering, and with calmness, I strained my ears. “…the Alpha finally found his mate.” A sharp giggle followed. “About time. Maybe now everything will go back to normal and we'll be at ease in the pack. It's almost as if he has been at war with himself.” I pressed my back to the wall and swallowed hard. His mate? Could that be me? I really hoped that wasn't me. No. That’s not what this is. This can’t be what this is. Was it a good thing? A bad thing?

“Second, you snatched my mate from me and even got married to him in my very presence. Don't you think that's enough cruelty for me to handle?” “I never snatched the Alpha from you, he chose me. I guess the mate bond isn't that strong for him to have recognized you without the seal.”

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

he hissed in a broken voice, possessive and filled with eternal fidelity. He leaned forward and, with a firm movement, sank his fangs directly into the base of my neck. The pain was a fleeting spark, replaced immediately by a wave of mystical heat that sealed our souls forever. The Alpha’s mark was etched into my cinnamon skin, uniting our cores in an indestructible bond that no Council could ever dissolve. I fell into a silver haze of absolute fulfillment, protected by the massive arms of my mate.

The arrogance in his expression began to crack. The pack felt it too. Whispers grew louder around the courtyard as tension stretched toward its breaking point. Dominance pulled at the air. The primal connection between Alpha and pack thrummed beneath my skin. And beside me, Tricia’s presence burned brighter than the Blood Moon itself. Together, we were no longer just Alpha and mate. We were something far more dangerous. Tristan moved first. He lunged. Fast and Brutal. Faster than I expected. My claws dug into the stone as I braced for the impact, teeth bared and muscles coiled.

“I see you’ve met your real mate.” Sienna’s face was drained of color. “No. This isn’t what you think Zane, this isn’t what it looks like—” “Oh, it’s exactly what it looks like,” Renna snapped, her arms crossed, eyes glittering. “You’re pathetic. You couldn’t keep your own husband, so you climbed into the bed of my future mate? In my marking suite?!” “What?” Sienna’s voice cracked. Ryder, the Alpha King, stood slowly behind her, silent, watching.

The new Alpha then turned to the gathered pack members, his voice ringing out with authority. "Woodland, Alpha Abel has fallen, I brought his remains for burial in the family crypt," he announced, solemnly. "He paid with his life when insisted on reclaiming Joanna, but she had already rejected him, her heart belonging elsewhere. When Sybille pointed out that he was already mated to her, he attempted to kill her, his rage uncontrolled. I intervened, challenging him to a duel. Luna Sybille is now my mate, my chosen Luna."