The Alpha's Ex-mate Novels & Stories

“Unfortunately, I can’t call her out here. She’s… under advisement, if I can say.” Who was Alpha Xavier talking about? It couldn’t possibly be Thalia- she was perfect. The exact depiction of what a mate should be. Smart, beautiful and funny. People yelled at him and started chanting to call his mate out. Alpha looked very uncomfortable, like he didn’t want to be there. The things that happened next were so fast I almost missed them. His eyes turned so black; charcoal would have been jealous. His wolf was taking over. He looked directly at me, and people started to follow his line of vision.

I snark at him. “You-” “Honestly,” Alpha Kane interrupts. “Aren't you two tired of this cat and rat fight?” he asks despondently as he takes a seat. “Who are you calling a rat?! Alpha Sven demands he whirls around to him. I shake my head as I tune back to the conversation between Natalie and Alpha Maddox. “...are mates. It was a shock to both of us really. Thankfully, we managed to kill her before she could escape,” she finishes.

I did not give him more of my expression than I had already offered. "My apologies," Matteo said, and the words sounded like they cost him something. His gaze returned to me fully. "Alpha Lara." "Thank you." I kept my tone smooth. "If you'll excuse me, I have several more delegations to speak with before proceedings resume." Matteo looked like I had driven a blade between his ribs. The great Alpha of Red Moon Pack, haunted for years by the mate he discarded, now stood before the woman who no longer needed him—and it was destroying him.

“Exactly. Listen, I'm well aware of the fact that you are the new mate of our Alpha. The pack members have no idea, and neither did the Alpha tell me about it. But there's little or nothing to be hidden from a witch.” “He doesn't see me as his mate. He hates me,” I said with pouty lips.” “He doesn't hate you. It's just that his heart is not open to accept another woman yet. Melissa, I want you to understand Alpha Xavier. His mate died right in his arms. I was there too, so I can tell you just how painful it was for him. Watching his mate die without being able to help.” “Was it truly the vampires who had her killed?” “I would have said yes, but no.”

I used to be the beta until few weeks ago. News reached us that our Alpha's mate, who was about to finish her customary 2 years medical service to her birth pack, was dead. She was slaughtered along with the rest of the pack in a clear genocidal act. Avery was the best thing that ever happened to our alpha, Nolan Wolf. He was broken... shattered to unfixable bits. He hid himself in his Chambers for days, ashamed of the fact that he hadn't been able to protect his soulmate.

ARIA I could only stand there and watch as my partner marked another woman—and there was nothing I could do. But let me take you back to how it all started. Just an hour earlier, everything had felt like a dream coming true. *** "Now, everyone, prepare to mark your mate." The Elder's voice booms across the ceremonial grounds, and my heart leaps into my throat. I watch Declan Cross, the Alpha's son, weaving through the crowd of unmated wolves. His dark hair catches the moonlight, and those storm-gray eyes scan the faces around him.

One of these packs was the Dark Prowler pack which was nothing but a pack of rogues. Consisting of banished rogues whose wolves had gone rabid, the Alpha of the pack was Matrius Fudge. Using brute strength and cunning, these rogues had killed the mates of powerful Alphas and enforcers to bring their packs to their knees and grab their weakened members and lands. And now, they stood at the gates of the Snowheart Pack demanding entrance.

I was relaxing with some cucumber on my eyes when I felt a soft hand touch mine. “Hey, honey.” It was Rose. She was the oldest of the women. As they explained to me, alphas usually took over from their fathers as soon as they were old enough to mate. That was usually around eighteen. Rose and her mate never had children of their own, which left me wondering who would take over from them. I didn’t want to pry into their personal business, so I refrained from asking. “Hi!” I smiled while one of the staff continued with my manicure.

With pure venom dripping from my tongue, I sneer, "I despise your dominance. My beast has never loved your soul. Even if the entire continent were wiped out and your lungs were the last ones breathing on this earth, my heart would still never choose you as my Alpha." I spin violently on my heel and storm across the gravel without a single hesitation. My eyes instantly catch sight of a heavy black motorcycle parked near the weapon cache. Without pausing to ask for permission, I snatch the leather helmet from the handlebars, climb onto the seat, and kick the starter with my boot. The engine roars to life with a deafening, predatory growl, and I tear out of the courtyard in a cloud of thick dus

Monica's POV. It’s been seven days since I left home. Honestly, it feels so good to be away from the pack, to be able to see the world. I had just crossed Drogomor Pack, the pack of the mad Alpha, and honestly, it looked more fascinating and huge than I thought. I wondered how the interior would be. And honestly, I wanted to find out. I had heard the tale of Alpha Dominic and how he had killed his mate and her unborn baby because she cheated on him.