Romans & histoires Too Late Alpha The Mate He Never Wanted

His pack members hummed in on his cruelty and treated me terribly. He never wanted me but why now? His hand dropped from my jaw only to grope my boob. A groan left his mouth as he squeezed it lightly. I couldn't shake him off, he was after all my Alpha and mate. In my head I thought consummation would strengthen our bond and have him cancel the wedding of his girlfriend. I wanted this. I wanted to feel my mate in the most intimate way possible. I had prayed all my life for this moment of bliss and here I was about to have this one blissful moment with my mate.

“Wait, you are for real?” “Yeah.” Her face wore a frown as she pulled me back toward the basement. “Sit. I’ll show you exactly what I mean. No more guessing.” No… I took a deep breath. We were going back into that place again through the stairs. My legs still felt weak, but the nausea had settled into a dull ache. Kate dug through the shelves again, pulling out more folders and a thick leather journal. “A journal again?” I eyed her hands carefully. “Listen,” she said, opening the journal. “Page 62 in this journal, holds a case from the 1800s. A human woman mated an alpha. She got pregnant after one night of bonding.”

With pure venom dripping from my tongue, I sneer, "I despise your dominance. My beast has never loved your soul. Even if the entire continent were wiped out and your lungs were the last ones breathing on this earth, my heart would still never choose you as my Alpha." I spin violently on my heel and storm across the gravel without a single hesitation. My eyes instantly catch sight of a heavy black motorcycle parked near the weapon cache. Without pausing to ask for permission, I snatch the leather helmet from the handlebars, climb onto the seat, and kick the starter with my boot. The engine roars to life with a deafening, predatory growl, and I tear out of the courtyard in a cloud of thick dus

She handed me a tray with wine and crackers, her face calm. “Take this to Alpha Darius,” she said. “To his bedroom.” I did as I was told. Alpha Darius drank the wine without question. Seconds later, he collapsed. Blood spilled from his nose, splattering onto the floor. “No,” I whispered. “No, no, no.” I screamed for help and ran to the door, but it opened before I could reach it. Luna stood there. She looked at her husband’s body, then at me. “She poisoned him,” she said loudly. “She killed my mate.”

"Seeing is believing and action speaks louder than words! And your actions have shown everyone that you are a whore!" "It is Alpha Ray to you", the Alpha said, an ugly scrawl on his face. "I have said it before and I am saying it again and this time for the last time. YOU ARE NOT MY MATE!" It was obvious he was very furious and Diana knew what was coming next before he even said it and resigned herself to her fate. 'I cannot eat the left overs of others. So, I Alpha Ray of the Half Moon Pack, reject you, Diana Sinclair as my mate".

No decorations. Seraphina had rejected my request for funeral expenses. I couldn't even afford a decent urn for him. I closed the suitcase. That was it. Three years as an Alpha's mate, and this was all I had. I dragged the suitcase downstairs. The housekeeper, Margaret, stood at the bottom of the stairs, her eyes full of contempt. "Running away again, Luna?" she sneered. "The Alpha just called. He wants your cream of mushroom soup for dinner." "He said it's the only thing you're good for—making something that costs the pack nothing and still manages to be a disappointment."

"Look...I know you're stressed. But I still don't get it, Ethan. “If you've already found your fated mate, Maria, why bother keeping Elisa around? She's basically wolfless.” The words barely left his mouth before a blinding flash of white-hot rage exploded behind my eyes. Grymph, my Alpha wolf, roared in my skull, almost shoving its way to the surface. My hands slammed onto the armrests of the chair, clenching my fist as I was barely holding myself back from lunging toward Desmond. My eyes flashed with a dangerous, fiery copper-red.

Mate. "You are one lucky woman." Amanda said as she blew on the hot soup, "Having the Alpha in this room with you alone." She gushed out. She brought the spoon to Morana’s lips and held a napkin to her lips as she tried to swallow the broth, "Too bad he never found his mate. They say if you don't find your mate by the time you're twenty, you'll never get one. He was crushed when turned twenty, but he occupied himself with some un-mated females." Amanda said and sighed as she looked down at her ring, "My mate is his beta." She said and smiled towards the door, "When he found me, he made such a big scene. So many mates do that, they want to show off their love, I wonder what the Alpha would ha

But someone had to show up at the wedding so that’s why I was here now. He approached me and took one of my hands. OK here it comes, I am about to be a Luna. Everyone looked excited, especially our parents, together they’ll become an invincible pack. Except for Curtis, he had no facial expression, just like a stone, looking at me deadly in the eyes. He stared at me for like a whole century and then shook off my hand. “I reject you as my mate.” Then he ran and disappeared. Are you fucking kidding me? Seemed like everyone here had the habit of running away. Ugh, Am I the only one who knows what responsibility means?

I say, closing my eyes and nodding. “Great.” He steps back, grinning. “It’s up at the Badger Lodge, around eight tonight.” Then he turns and leaps back into the Jeep, making the other boys start whooping and shouting, and they all peel out of the parking lot. I can’t make sense of what just happened. I’ve never felt that way around a guy before. I thought that sort of response meant you had just met your mate, but Caleb is the Alpha. I’m an Omega. There’s no way we’re supposed to be mated.