The Alphas Unwanted Mate Novels & Stories

“I’ve been waiting for you. Tell me you’ve spoken to the human.” Human? My blood ran cold. No. No way. He wasn’t— Dr. Phil turned to me and pointed. “Here she is. She’s the one. Though, she’s refusing.” A strange silence filled the room as the man turned back to me, this time his gaze sweeping over me with scrutiny, like he was assessing every inch of me. His eyes flickered to my stomach, and then suddenly, it clicked. He was the alpha. He was the man whose sperm had been mistakenly used.

Chapter: 132 ****** TALON: As I listened intently to the phone call, my heart plummeted when the Alphas revealed that their mate was missing. Despite the tumultuous relationship I had with my uncle, I could never wish him ill or hope for his misfortune. He was, after all, family, and my love for him remained resolute, regardless of the past.

"But those are all rumors. We'll find out tonight I'm sure." A second chance mate? It's a rare event, to say the least, and while it is used as a kind reason to reject a mate, it's also just an excuse. They are rarely ever given so having a chosen mate is more realistic. "Interesting. I hope to learn more about this Alpha anyway. I believe it's Rivers right?" I ask and Hunter nods. "Perhaps he will offer an alliance anyway. Having the wolves of the night on your side? Sounds like a great idea." I take a drink of an Omega waitress and watch her walk off my eyes lingering on her rump for a moment too long. Seeing them wandering around reminds me of Daisy once more.

What's even more tragic is that even though I clearly know that all of Hades's tenderness towards me is just a show, I’m still hopelessly obsessed with this fake bond and hopelessly in love with him. "At that time, Alpha was still with the daughter of the former Beta. What was her name, Alison? They were a perfect match and we all believed they were meant to be together. Who knew that fate would play such a big joke on them?" How they mention the name I least want to hear in my life.

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

​He looked down at me, his eyes devoid of warmth. ​"I, Kaelen Blackwood," he began, his voice booming like thunder, "Future Alpha of the Blackwood Pack..." ​I shook my head, pleading silently. “Don't do this. Please don't do this…” ​"...reject you, Elara Vance, as my mate." ​The words were a physical blow. I felt something inside my chest—the golden thread that had just formed, the only beautiful thing I had ever possessed—snap violently.

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.”

In addition to being sad for herself, she also seemed to be a bit sad for me now, in a way she hadn’t been before. At least she wasn’t angry with me anymore. “I am sorry,” I said. “But I thought people only mated for love,” Ava said. “Usually yes. But not in the case of some Alphas. To us, duty is the most important thing.” She frowned deeper. “That’s… sad… It sounds lonely.” It was. But I wasn’t going to tell her that. She seemed to be struggling with this idea too much already. I didn’t want to add any more to her pain.

I said, my voice trembling slightly. “Then tell me what’s going on,” he pressed, the demand in his tone clear. I took a deep breath before answering. “Well, you’ve been insisting I find out who my mate is. So… Now you'll know.” I took a deep breath and continued, "The Alpha is my mate.” Silence filled the line for several long seconds before he finally spoke. “You mean that cursed family?” he asked, his voice heavy with concern. “Octavia, they may rule the pack, but nothing good has ever come from being tied to them—and you know that better than anyone.”

How could I have forgotten about an important matter like this? Two months ago, we lost our Luna to a rogue attack, and the Alpha promised to step down as soon as his son arrived. Rumor has it he was supposed to come back today. And now… he was here. I knew I’d lost this fight already. Being mated to a playboy who would succeed his father as the Alpha of the pack? Yeah, he definitely had eyes for other girls out there. I was not in his league, and I never would be. I let out a small sigh as the little hope I’d been holding that maybe I’d actually have a mate, slipped away, leaving my mind annoyingly blank.