Novel & Cerita The Alpha's True Mate

This true mate is allegedly more powerful and vital for the pack than a Lunara. The true mate title upends every other title, including that of the Luna and Lunara. In other words, every current relationship of the Alpha is rendered invalid as the true mate is mandated to stand by his side. The scroll mentions that the presence of a true mate to a special Alpha of Blackthorn is not a gift, but a powerful weapon. Then the scroll goes on to list several Alphas who had true mates. Just below it, the scroll said. “Just like the others, there shall come a true mate in a century's time, solely for the Alpha born in the year of the blood moon.”

A horrified gasp broke out from her maw. Her shuddering hands were clasped by her mother, soothing her somehow. "Why do I have to be his mate? Why can't I reject him?" she whispered with quivering lips. Solar caresses her daughter's back. "I wish that you can do that Tatiana, but the odds were not in our favor. The Alpha is the strongest among all, you can't reject him even if you want to." Croft was fidgeting in the alcove, frightened for his sister's life.

I flinched. "You," he said, his warm breath tickling my skin. It would've made my heart flutter once more if only his voice didn't carry a menacing tone. "You were messing with another werewolf while I wasn't around." I cursed in my head and bit my lower lip. I was in so much hurry to see him that I wasn't able to think about taking a bath first to wash off the smell of Enzo's pheromones. Alpha werewolves are extremely possessive towards their partners, I remember him telling me a few days back while he was briefing me about his plan to use me to lure Dylan out of hiding.

Azalea had decided to stop running from her past. That didn't mean that she was ready to embrace her future though. As if navigating through learning about her powers and dealing with all the drama surrounding her sudden reappearance wasn't enough, now someone's out to take her out of the picture entirely. Friends, family and a potential mate are all trying to protect her by caging her against her will. With too many secrets still in the dark, she does what she knows best and runs. But will she be able to shine bright enough to banish the dark or will she choose to let it consume her? Should she risk it all on a chance of true happiness or it is really just two sides of the same coin,

Looking at the not too familiar features up close knocked fucking breath out of my lungs. His beautifully sculpted chiseled jawline, lashes that could compete with mine and his dark hair that fell to his eyes, making my fingers itch to touch them. I could study his entire build for days and never get tired but the cocky smirk that curled up his lips and the mate scent that hit my nose threw me right back to reality. ‘Mate!’ my no-name wolf growled again, more possessively and a sob threatened to escape my lips. Alpha Alexander was my mate? No! This was probably some sick joke the moon goddess was playing with me because just how cruel will that ‘bitch’ be?

I know he will hate me once he discovered the truth about me. "You're good in fighting. Are you really a normal human?" Vivian approached me but I only nod at her. "Do you know Alpha Laurence since then?" Vivian is curious on how Alpha Laurence act these days. "NO." With that, I stood up. "I can't believe that a cold-hearted man will fall in love," Vivian said, so I laughs at her. "Fall in love? Is it also happening to werewolves? The Alpha need to find his mate, and it's not me," I said.

Theresia began to get saturated, choosing to play on her cell phone. Elsewhere, a man was walking down the street. Letting rainwater wet his whole body. His handsome face with tanned skin, and curly hair. His gaze was as sharp as a razor but his face looked very sweet and cute. He is Ace Edgar, an Alpha Werewolf from the Alaska area pack. Ace's strength could no longer be doubted, and his handsome face made him almost perfect. But unfortunately until now, at the age of 27 years old. Ace hasn't found his mate either. "Don't I have a mate? Why haven't I met my mate until now," muttered Ace with his flagship flat face.

he answers back with his eyes almost shifting to black . "Humor me Luke ,"I laugh bitterly "Because she's my mate!"he finally speaks leaving me utterly speechless. "Your mate? " "Yes my mate,"Luke suspends his head angrily" unlike you ,I don't go around kissing other girls and acting like a lunatic by being possessive one minute the next discarding your mate because ..." "This conversation is over Luke I'm your alpha and you will respect me what I do and don't do is none of your business," I roar

My eyes met the ice-blue eyes of the man across from us on the other side of the gazebo, and I felt frozen in place. “Mate.” He mouthed what I was saying softly. I instantly recognized him! I had seen him hanging out with my brother at the alpha events. I wondered if he was an alpha yet or if his parents were holding back his title, as we both made our way through the crowd towards each other. We didn’t break eye contact once. When he pulled me into his arms and his lips slowly and softly touched mine, I felt as though I was finally home! My mate was a wolf! My mate was an alpha!

The command in his presence, the effortless way he challenged my father—an Alpha in his own right—without even a flicker of hesitation. My fingers brushed against the rough fabric of his expensive coat, grounding me in the moment. Alpha or not, there was something else about him—something almost hypnotic. His aura wrapped around me, pulling me in, as though I were slipping into a quiet, dangerous trance. Across from us, Dad’s pupils widened in disbelief. “But… I heard—” “You heard exactly what you were meant to hear,” Kyle cut in smoothly, his voice calm but unyielding. “After I signed the marriage papers, I was crowned Alpha. That was the agreement with Mason.”