Novelas y relatos de The Broken Alpha

Cold. Final. “The Alpha must be broken.” The circle answered in unison, voices echoing against stone, multiplying through the chamber like a curse being cast. Lyra heard them say, "The Alpha must be broken.”

On our seventh anniversary, my Alpha, Alex Doyle, abandons me once again to care for Lily Hayes and her pup. "She lost her mate. Do you have any idea how hard it is to raise a pup alone? As the Luna of our pack, you should be more compassionate," he says, his brows drawing together. Certain I'll never leave him, he speaks with the confidence of someone who takes my devotion for granted. This time, I don't beg him to stay like I always do. Instead, I choose to be the bigger person and show Lily compassion. I'm even willing to give up my position as Luna and allow him to fulfill his so-called noble duties and promises to her. I sever our mate bond on my own and leave the pack's territory

He's the one Alpha Noah is not afraid of. He knows what his mate can do to him because he's an Alpha. He has the ability to use the Alpha command on him. He can command him to hold still while he has his way with him, something he's experienced many times. ‘An Alpha did that to me. He broke me until there was nothing left. He took my innocence at the fucking age of eight! He beat me and broke my bones so many times I lost count. He kept me in a dark room, chained me, and left me hanging there. He didn't just break my body, he broke my spirit and took everything from me until there was nothing left, and I could barely lift my head, let alone drag myself to the corner to use the bathroom like

“The need to use it. The addiction to the power. It calls to you. It wants out.” He leaned past Zero, his icy eyes pinning me in place. “Let’s see how strong that call really is.” He moved faster than I could track. His hand shot out, but not toward me. Toward Kael. There was a sickening crack of bone. Kael cried out, stumbling back, his arm hanging at a grotesque, broken angle. The Alpha stood calmly, wiping his hand on his trousers as if he’d touched something dirty. “Fix it,” the Alpha commanded me, his voice flat and cold. “You pulled your mate from the brink of death. Fix this.”

“Burn what’s left.” As they moved to obey, I looked once more at the broken Alpha in the net — silent, defeated, his blood soaking into the dirt.

I smiled pulling my handsome mate in for a kiss, which he happily accepted holding me in his arms of protection and love, a force that not a single person could break. I had found my forever and no longer would I be, The Alpha King’s Broken mate. ~The End~

he said. “I’m the Alpha.” “You’re also my mate.” I turned to him, the walls finally cracking. “What if they’re right?” I asked quietly. “What if my rule tears the packs apart?” He cupped my face, forehead resting against mine. “Then the world was already broken,” he said. “You’re just strong enough to expose the cracks.” Emotion burned behind my eyes, but I didn’t let it fall. “Someone is behind this,” I said. “Someone who benefits from division.”

Breaking the mate bond, betraying everything I felt for her. The chamber was silent except for the sound of my heart hammering against my ribs. Isabella stood near the door, beautiful and patient, representing everything these men thought I should want. The weight of leadership crashed down on me. Sometimes being Alpha meant making choices that destroyed your soul to save your people. "Fine," I said, the word tasting like ash in mouth. "I accept. Aurora will no longer be my mate. I'll break the mate bond." I looked at Isabella, forcing the words out in my throat. "I choose you."

They are so magically beautiful together, even when the world seems to be closing in on them. “I know what happened to him!” I say, making her pull away from the hold. “He isn’t sick… his Alpha core is broken.” “What?” She jumps to her feet, her eyes widening in disbelief. “It’s not cancer,” I say, shaking my head in dismay. “I saw it… they struck him hard with a silver sword. It was laced with dark magic. It broke his Alpha core.” “How is that possible?! His Alpha core is too strong to be broken—it’s indestructible!” she says, her eyes narrowing. “Silver… how did you see it?”

When an Alpha decides to break you, they don't just leave bruises; they leave a mark on your very soul, one that slows the wolf within, caging it in fear and trauma. I stared at my hands, watching my fingers tremble despite my efforts to still them. The weakness disgusted me. I was supposed to be the future Queen, the Alpha's mate, the one who had successfully played the victim. I had crafted this role so carefully, thread by delicate thread, weaving a tapestry of lies that should have secured my position. Yet here I sat, broken and bleeding, my carefully constructed facade crumbling around me. Then, the world shattered.