The Alpha's Unwanted Mate Novels & Stories

Alpha asked, staring fiercely back at him. "I've gotten comfortable in your seat, and one day I decided that I didn't want to lose this comfort. Hearing from your sister, who wanted me to send help because you've become weak after being rejected by your fated mate, I thought, Why not use it to my advantage to get rid of you myself?" his Beta answered proudly. His beta reminding him of his fated mate rejecting him made Alpha Brentwood even angrier. The hundred men surrounding him attacked him all at once.

" She said, and Alfred sighed. “There isn’t much to say, but one thing I know is that I am the only alpha that didn’t have a mate, and I don’t know how I survived." "I guess that is why the rival pack defeated us; I was a weak alpha who couldn’t even fight for his pack.”

I thought the point of being Rogue was to answer to no one, but I guess that wasn’t working too well for them, if they have an Alpha. “We mean no harm,” Azaire says, “we’ll leave you alone.” “But you’ll be back,” the Alpha replies, smiling wickedly, “and then we won’t be as nice. But you should really check your mates’ backgrounds, boys, there might be something there you won’t like.” The Alpha turns around and walks away, motioning with a finger for the other wolves to disperse, too, and I’m left with even more questions at that statement. Aiden snorts, and Alexander sticks his tongue out towards the Alpha’s back, before we all start moving again.

By the time he plunged into Prince Marcus, He covered himself with a hood and disappeared. Everyone began cheering joyfully. "We won, we won!" Luna Crane came to hug me from behind. "Our hard work paid off," she gisted. Alpha Jade didn't show any excitement. Regret was rather lining his spectacular features. "How many casualties," He asked Beta Duke who was back on his feet. Beta Duke heals fastest on the pack and it's quite extreme for a Beta. He more likely possesses Alpha abilities. But what surprised me was hearing the Alpha say he was stronger after mating with Isabella. He mated with her and he wasn't weak. How possible could that be? Was he lying? No, the Alpha never told a lie and be

I looked at her, confusion pressing against the walls of my chest. Brenda leaned closer, lowering her voice to a whisper. “The only women the Alpha sends into that dark room are his supposed-to-be mates. But they don’t survive. None of them do. If they don’t come out alive…” she hesitated, glancing at the others, “…it means they were never his fated mate.” My heart stumbled over its own rhythm. “What?” “But you—” Brenda said, smiling now, almost trembling with excitement. “You came out alive. Okay, barely. But you survived.” Her grin widened. “Girl, you’re his fated mate.”

I filled another cup for her and added milk just like I know she likes, even when she refused it half an hour ago, but then drank it with so much pleasure. I carried the cups to the table and just put hers in front of her and sat down on the other side of the table. I pulled my phone out and checked the messages that my beta Kris left me. The first few were just updates to our current projects, but the last one almost sent me flaying off the chair. I immediately dialed him. "Alpha." "What do you mean, they moved the meeting time?" "Well, they found a new alpha dead and it went kinda public, because one of his partners found him

Sonia continued. "She was murdered by rogues...or so we heard. The alpha tried to hold on but losing a mate is so much for even a strong alpha. He was missing his other half and it was affecting his wolf. He lost interest in the welfare of the people and became snappy. He went from being an alpha who used to communicate and hang around the people to being impatient and unkind to all of us. We understood that it was his loss and grief that made him act that way. We did our best to avoid him so as not to get on his bad side. Weeks went by and we saw less and less of him. The people who saw him told us he had gotten worse. He was killing without remorse. Anyone who looked at him the wrong way w

She pauses as she watches me. "Two what?" I blurted out. "Or you are his mate" Silence, total silence descends on us as we stare at each other Alice must be crazy. How can I be his mate? I pick a pillow from the bed and I throw it at her. "You are insane Alice did you think this is one of the fictional stories you have been reading cut it off babe I can never be a mate to an alpha I know nothing about them" I stand up from the bed not ready to listen to her stupid talk anymore.

He tossed his wrench into the toolbox with a loud metallic clatter. "Like I just said," I started to clarify. "I went to see the Alpha to ask him for a favor. He told me that his mate's apartment had been trashed by rogues. Not only do we have a hunter problem on our hands, but we have rogues to contend with too." Our Alpha had his own problems to deal with. His mate was still underage and didn't know that she was his mate — didn’t even know she was a hybrid — nor had she and the Alpha been introduced for this exact reason. His problems made ours seem mediocre in comparison.

I ask him. “Wendy is none of your concern. I need a mate and a fated mate has fallen into my lap; therefore, I will not be rejecting you this evening,” the mystery Alpha says. “Well Alpha you have a little problem from what I can tell. I am only interested in a relationship with a man, not a man and his “friend”” I say using air quotes around friend. “I only need a mate in name, Red. I will not be getting rid of Wendy anytime soon,” he says confidently.