The Female Alpha’s Mate Choosing Game Novels & Stories

Rodrigo's suggestion was greeted by a nod from the alpha. The alpha will bring home three important contestants in the mating games. The three men who haven't found the mate yet.

Me being the only female Alpha alive doesn't rub well on others, they feel I'm too weak to be an Alpha and I'm using every opportunity I have to prove to them that I'm not weak. "SILVANA! SILVANA!" I smile to myself when the voice of my bestfriends drift to my ears above the voice of others, they are one of reasons I haven't abandoned my Alpha title and run with my tail between my legs. I watch carefully the signs I need to know that my opponent is tired, with one swift motion I end the scuffle with my opponent passed out on floor at my feet even though he is an Alpha male. It takes more than just being a man to defeat a determined woman.

I know many Alphas made their son reject their mates as soon as they found out their mates were human. I lay in my bed realizing that the things that once were important, is no longer important. I don't care about the Alpha title anymore. I just want my mate by my side for now and forever. Then it hit me. I will never reject her but what if she rejects me. What if she really loves this other human?

The fact that Flion grew more and more fond of the young mortal each day vexed them even more. They wanted her to be just like them-- rogue and wild. And they most definitely did not want Flion near her. He was the Alpha-- he couldn’t be fraternizing with a mortal. Like Victoria, Flion was also involved in arguments regarding Caroline, most of which he often responded with “I’m the Alpha. I get the final say.”, then everyone would just let him go about his business.

Theresia began to get saturated, choosing to play on her cell phone. Elsewhere, a man was walking down the street. Letting rainwater wet his whole body. His handsome face with tanned skin, and curly hair. His gaze was as sharp as a razor but his face looked very sweet and cute. He is Ace Edgar, an Alpha Werewolf from the Alaska area pack. Ace's strength could no longer be doubted, and his handsome face made him almost perfect. But unfortunately until now, at the age of 27 years old. Ace hasn't found his mate either. "Don't I have a mate? Why haven't I met my mate until now," muttered Ace with his flagship flat face.

"I know but Amber is a part of this pack and so is your missing daughter." "Fine! Enough with the prep talk, what's the prophecy about?" She raised her hands go in surrender. "A female Alpha would be chosen, she'll get a mate right and save her life. She gets the wrong mat, she dies after five years and after that, the curse will be lifted from the pack as a whole." "Sounds interesting! So who's the female Alpha?" Her gaze still fixated in the television. "Nobody knows yet but Jenna has been blabbing that she's the one and she even had the gut to tell me to join hands with her" She hissed at the last clause.

"Are you saying that mates can be chosen?" "Nah, they can't be chosen. Fate chooses that for you, they bring two souls together to become one. But if an Alpha has not seen his mate, he can choose to have an attraction with someone. They do fall in love and if they do trust each other enough, he can make her his Luna." "The mate is the right choice."

“Alpha, I found out that Ryan finally has a weakness.” “Really? What is it?” The Alpha thought it might be something useless since Ryan had absolutely no weakness.” He closed his eyes back again, uninterested. “Ryan has finally met his Luna.” Blake told him. The Alpha’s eyes shot open. He turned his head to Blake. “Luna, you said?” he asked him. “Yes Alpha.” Blake replied. The black wolf grinned. “A great weakness indeed.” He got up and moved towards a pile of bones, “To a wolf, his mate is everything and since a wolf can only fall in love only once in their live time, they would do everything in their power to protect her.”

“Your lips are calling me. I am addicted to them. You smell like my mate, “he whispered unto my ears giving me a goosebump. "Stay away from me.” I tried pushing him away, but he is too strong. “Don’t mark me, I am not your mate!” I warned him but he just grinned at me. “Stop it Alpha! You’re scaring me!” I yelled and he burst into laughed. “Why? Are you virgin, Pat?” That question turned my cheeks into red. “Yes, I am. And you don’t deserve to take my virginity!” He laughs again and look directly to my eyes. “Do you know that I have the power to choose my mate? The full moon is fast approaching, and if my mate still did not accept me, I will turn you to a werewolf,” he whispered again and sl

Only an alpha female could mark its mate. I had been so distracted that I overlooked this little detail. Few female alphas existed, and people knew little about them. But I knew they marked their mates, just like male wolves. This mark quickly gave away my mate’s identity. There was only one female alpha in this generation of alphas—the only one who had attended the hunt. The Alpha of the Still Moon Pack was my mate, and I would find her first thing in the morning. My wolf howled in excitement.