The Biker Alpha Who Became My Second Chance Mate Novels & Stories

“You’re the Alpha. You’re supposed to trust in us, trust in me.” I looked at him with desperation, pleading for him to change his mind. But Caleb’s expression didn’t change, even as his eyes grew haunted. “I’m sorry, Emma,” he said to me, then out loud. “I reject you, Emma as my mate and hereby annul this mating ceremony” and then he turned and walked away, leaving me alone in front of everyone, humiliated and broken. I didn’t stay to see the reaction of the others. I turned, my heart racing with hurt and fury, and fled. My only thought was to escape, to get as far from Caleb, the pack, and the shattered future I’d dreamed of as I could.

She looked at the man carefully so that she could be sure that she was not dreaming. “Is it really you?” she asked. When he came closer, she still couldn't help but admire his beauty. She can see the perfect body of Aro. Her lover didn't have any tops, his pants were worn. Aro also has no soles. Lirah couldn't help but swallow as she felt the sudden thirst for an Alpha who was in front of her. Who wouldn’t? She saw his perfect body that seemed to have been made by the best sculptor.

The one he never found until now, the moment when I was finally chosen to be his Luna. I can't even explain how much excitement and happiness I felt when I was chosen to be his Luna. It felt like a dream come true to realize that Alpha Julian was finally going to be mine. I knew I could never find my mate because people like me don’t get mates and I was so happy. But that never happened. This is why I'm in this muddled-up situation that could cost me my life if he ever finds out.

"You don't know what you're talking about, sweetheart." "Don't." My voice turned deadly quiet. "Don't you dare 'sweetheart' me. I'm not some helpless little Omega who needs a big, strong Alpha to hold her hand. I'm the rider who just handed you your ass, and I'll do it again anytime you want a rematch." The fury in my voice seemed to hit him like a physical blow. His jaw clenched, and for a moment I thought he might actually try to grab me off my bike. The Alpha in him clearly wasn't used to being challenged, especially not by someone he perceived as weaker.

He whispers, barely audible over the roaring engines and shouting men “No…” I freeze. My breath hitches and I know. I know in my bones, deep in the marrow of my soul, that the Alpha of the Dravens, the man whose pack destroyed my family, has just realized the truth. The mate bond is alive. The bond we cannot fight. The bond that will change everything and I want to fucking scream. But instead, I grit my teeth, fists still clenched, wolf trembling beneath my skin, and whisper back into the chaos, “Then stay the hell away from me.”

Only they could feel, talk, and hear each other until they unlocked it, making it accessible to any other member of the pack. “Because she is his mate,” Kamala answered. “The bond between them is strong, and he would stop at nothing until she is okay.” “Interesting. Who would have thought that Alpha Tyler would find his mate after all these years? I'm eager to see how they will both push through because Alpha Tyler is a workload to deal with. An intolerable one. She better give in to death than live to deal with him,” Kamala gossiped.

And my wolf… she stirred. Mate, she whispered. Mate. I staggered back, heat prickling across my skin. This wasn’t right. It couldn’t be right. I’d been running from death for years, but I never expected my end to come in the form of the man fate had chosen for me. Matteo Cruz Valentino. The biker Alpha. The blood-hungry wolf who wanted me erased from existence. And now? Now I was his mate. I barely processed what happened next. One of his men grabbed Briar, but Matteo held up a hand.

Several guests shifted uncomfortably, probably remembering their own participation in my humiliation. Thomas's face was pale as paper, his lips trembling speechlessly. The reality of his situation was finally sinking in - he had attacked the mate of the most powerful Alpha in the territory. There would be no coming back from this. I couldn't be bothered looking at him anymore. His groveling was pathetic, and frankly, I had better things to do with my time. "Say whatever you want to the police." The dismissal in my voice was final. Let the legal system handle him now.

“Do you recognize him?” She could hear murmurs from the gathering. Amelia's heart skipped a beat as she met his eyes, their gaze stiffened on each other. In the essence of intimidation, he was bigger. Amelia, hoping to find warmth in his arms and acceptance in his sight, met with something that shook all of the pack members "I, Alpha Marcus, of the Midnight Moon, pack, hereby reject Amelia as my mate," he declared, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. “What!?”

“This has to remain between us.” Alastor looks between me and the ceiling confused before concentrating back on me. Clearing my throat, I scoot to the edge of the chair, preparing myself to drop the bomb in the hopes it won’t get me in trouble. Because honestly it just makes me look more guilty. “When I met Alpha Scott, before I came here, we recognized each other as mates. We rejected each other right away. There is nothing left between us, and it was awkward in the first place,” I explain panicky, gesturing wildly with my hands. “But I spent a lot of time wondering if my resurfacing as his second-chance mate means that she has died.”