The Jilted Alpha Novels & Stories

"She has done nothing wrong Valtira. She is the victim here." Valtira's eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with venom. "Victim You say? I was the one cheated on by my fiancé, I was the one left in a wedding dress, and my groom ran off to rescue another woman. Do you know how humiliating that is, Alpha? And you say she is the victim here? Wow." She claps her palm together " All that you did you did for this sloth and you did not even stop to think about me or how i would feel."

“When I arrived here, this was complete chaos. These cities were full of trash and lack of security. The army took advantage of its omegas and made civilians' lives hell. I looked for the Alpha and called him to a duel for the position. I only had Lilith and Catherine, who ran away from home. We had almost no chance and they could die if I didn't win, but they supported me. I won! I won and became a fucking alpha king, changing absolutely everything in this place. I got a beta and a gamma, who were men of the lowest rank. They were from the army and suffered at the hands of those higher in rank. If I had gone back six years ago, we would have met and fate would not have allowed you to suffer

And I immediately ran. I didn’t look back. I didn’t care who saw. Tears blurred everything, my pulse a loud roaring in my ears as I pushed through the bathroom doors and into the hallway. But even over the sound of my own breath I still heard it, the whispers. The gasps. The murmurs spreading like wildfire through the guests. “The Alpha left his own wedding” “With Nelima instead of his wife” “On his wedding day?” “What does that say about the new Luna?” “Poor girl. She is a human too. She won’t last a week.”

Lillieth whispered, struggling, “he threatened to peel Cassia and hang Tomas and break Marla and told me to bite anyone who touched me.” Jane’s smile came through in her voice. “He did.” “It doesn’t make sense.” Jane yawned into her sleeve. “It makes perfect sense,” she said sleepily. “He’s an Alpha.” Lillieth blinked into the dark. “That’s not an answer.” “It is, actually,” Jane murmured. “Alphas say things with their mouths and different things with their teeth. The teeth are the truth.” Lillieth swallowed. Her heart beat slow and aching.

“Dull her strength. Poison her bond until she can’t reach him. She’ll suffer… and through her, so will he. Do you understand?” “Yes, boss,” he answered quickly. “Good. Make sure she’s alive but broken. We want him desperate, distracted. When he’s weak, when his pack starts to doubt him, we’ll strike. And then…” I leaned back, a slow smile twisting my lips, “Sunrise will fall, and their Alpha will choke on his own bond.” I ended the call before the coward could breathe another word. Better not to leave traces. Better not to risk being caught. For now, patience was my ally. But soon… Zaiden would learn that even the strongest Alpha bleeds

"What you need to know is this—I’ve been in this pack longer than anyone. And I’ve seen what goes on behind closed doors. And believe me when I say Alpha Jettison isn’t someone you want around you.” Right now she sounded like someone who had seen things and experienced things, but still I was confused. “I still don’t get your point, Madam. What do you mean I shouldn’t ‘hang out’ with him? I’m not doing anything with—” “Hush, Emilia.” She cut me off, her tone returning sharper now. “Alpha Jettison doesn’t pull strings for people he has no interest in. That’s the problem. Stay away from him—unless you want to end up ruining your life like the other girls who dated him before he left this pack

On New Year's Eve, we split a cheap pizza. "When I become Alpha," he whispered, holding me, "I'm going to give you the world." Back then, he only had eyes for me. And he did it. He became the Alpha, leader of the pack. And my skill with numbers grew our pack’s treasury into an empire. We moved into the Alpha's estate. I was carrying our first pup. But that's when everything shattered. At an Alpha Alliance summit, a rival drugged him. He ended up in bed with a strange Omega. Isla.

“Listen to me carefully, whore. The Supreme Alpha already has a powerful, high-born fiancée waiting for him at his estate. You were nothing more than a convenient, disposable stress-relief tool. A warm body to pass a stormy night. Take the cash and disappear before I report you for trespassing.” The silence that followed was absolute. It was a ringing, deafening quiet that started in my ears and slowly sank down into the marrow of my bones. A disposable stress-relief tool. The image of Julian’s sneering wolf from the night before merged horrifyingly with the Supreme Alpha’s phantom warmth. They are all the same, my inner voice whispered, a cold, venomous hiss. Julian wanted power. The Suprem

“Look at her,” Zirelle said, her tone dripping with boredom. “You always find a way to make everything about yourself, don’t you, Calithea? The absolute audacity to stand tall while everyone else bows to our new Alpha.” I didn’t say a word. My tongue felt like lead, my eyes locked on the regal form of Alpha Valen. This was a living nightmare—a cruel twist of fate I prayed to wake up from. Zirelle looped her arm around his, leaning into his broad chest with a triumphant smirk. “This is your stepbrother’s mate. The unmarked loser I told you about.”

"Year one anniversary, there was a whole thing, dinner, gifts, Lydia posted about it, the usual. By then everyone had basically accepted it as fact. Damon and Valerie, a package deal. The future Alpha and his future Luna." "And nobody thought that was strange? Given everything?" "Given what, exactly? From the pack's perspective, you left. You chose medical school, chose the city, chose a life three thousand miles from here. People don't exactly wait around forever for someone who made it pretty clear she was building a different future."