The Alphas Unwanted Mate Novels & Stories

She took a deep breath and said, "Your father and I have wanted to mention this for a few days." Dad looked at me sternly and said, "Your mother is right. We need to talk to you about this before it's too late." This caught my attention. I wondered what was so important to talk to me about. They had explained many things early in my childhood about our lifestyle. I thought they had gone over everything by that point in my life. Mom jumped in again and spoke, "We don't want you to make a huge mistake. Being a strong Alpha means having the best possible mate. You won't be as strong without your destined love."

Oh, how she wished she would tell Carmen to take her to her room, even give her water so that they would speak. Dodging the question, Alpha Ciandra inquired, “can I speak with Alpha August.” “I am surprised you know him, Ciandra, why don’t you tell me what you were thinking while I told you I had a mate and we drew a consensus? The fact that the man is my alpha now, the fact that all along you also had a mate, screwed the mate, and pretended you didn’t have one.” Carmen ranted. Alpha Ciandra took a step forward and copied Carmen’s exact gesture, and Carmen took a step back. She swallowed nervously and asked lowly, “what do you think you are doing?”

He has mismatched blue eyes at the right and black eyes at the left; a complex glint flickered past his eyes when our eyes became four. In that minute, Alpha Oswald and I knew we were fated mates. Even without touching him, pleasurable sparks were running through me, and I'm sure he must have been feeling the same thing. 'He's my mate. He's our mate,' Maia's words kept on resounding in my head until I finally understood the precarious situation I was in and I froze immediately. It turns out that Alpha Oswald, the current Alpha of the biggest pack, is my mate, and not only that he already has his Luna!

"The second is endurance. Alphas are not like other werewolves. Their strength, their stamina—it will be unlike anything you have ever known. You must be prepared." A lump formed in my throat, but I remained silent. "The third is desire." She paused, watching me closely. "If you do not please him, if you do not satisfy his instincts, he will reject you. And a rejected mate in Angentha is as good as dead." A heavy silence filled the room. I felt as though the walls were closing in, as though my fate had been carved into my skin with no hope of escape. Mistress Leovold flipped to another page. "You will study these texts. You will learn what pleases a man—what pleases an alpha." Her gaze sharp

That was why I was able to look at Kristen and not feel anything when I knew she was my mate. My wolf on the other hand grew vibrance for the first time in many years. He screamed out, restlessly. “Mate! She is our mate Lucian!" He grew agitated within me, threatening to come out, so he could be with her. I understood his desperation. He was tired of the cold and stillness. He wanted to feel something. I, on the other hand, wasn't interested. I didn't want a second mate. The universe took Yvonne from me just to land me with this. She was pretty, but most certainly not my type.

“Oh, that’s right. Correct me if I’m wrong but you don’t have a mate.” “Shut up Dwight!” Amber yelled but I held her hand, telling her not to speak back, Dwight was at my neck probably since he realized the betrothal would not be happening, at least not this evening and the last thing I wanted was for me or Amber to give him some kind of provocation. If we just ignored him maybe he would only be embarrassing himself, maybe. “The Alpha to be of the great pack of Silva does not have a mate. Now some may say she’s unwanted.” He sniggered, drawing some laughs from the guests as well.

I had heard the tale of Alpha Dominic and how he had killed his mate and her unborn baby because she cheated on him. That was a tale from many years ago. I heaved a sigh; it was getting dark, and I had no idea where to go. I opened my backpack and found my Alpha’s tag inside it. I stared at it for a moment before curling my fingers around the cold metal. No matter what, one rule remained unbroken in the werewolf world—nobody, no matter what, dared to hurt an Alpha. A smile tugged at the corner of my lips and immediately vanished as soon as I remembered the condition at home.

My mate was something. We ran into a group of Alphas, most of them un-mated. It irked me the way they smirked at Stella, but my mate knew better, she never untangled her finger from mine. They were respectful to her, but there was something about un-mated Alphas close to her that irked me to no extent. So, I tried to keep the conversation as short as possible with them. As soon as we walked away, Stella mind-linked “Oh, come on… they are a sight for sore eyes…” I growled through the link, was she seriously saying that those freaking Alphas were pleasant to look at?, then she continued “Unfortunately they don't look as handsome as the one holding my hand…” She giggled. I stopped in my tracks

I stepped into the room, the door creaking shut behind me. "Tristan," she said, her voice hollow. "He used to lock me in the basement when I forgot to iron his shirts perfectly. He used to tell me I was worthless because I was human. I thought... I thought because we were fated, because of the bond..." She let out a dry, broken laugh. "I thought you might be different. But you're just another Alpha who likes to kick things that can't fight back." My jaw clenched so hard I thought a tooth might crack. Fenris was howling now, a mournful sound of pure misery. Mate sad. Mate hurt. Alpha bad.

"We've had this conversation. Multiple times. I'm not picking a mate based on politics or breeding potential or whatever chess game you're playing." "Then what ARE you basing it on? Fairy tales?" Pure scorn in her voice now. "You're Alpha. You don't get to sit around waiting for some mythical perfect match that probably doesn't even exist." "She does exist." Pause. Then, carefully: "What?" "I said she exists. Destined mates are real and I'm not settling." Thought about the girl who'd just escaped. How my wolf knew instantly. "I'll find my true mate or I won't take one. Period."