Twin Alpha Kings Pup Mate Novels & Stories

I opened my mouth to retort, but before I could get a word out, Ryder smirked, cutting in with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Maybe we should set her up with one of the unmated warriors. Or better yet…” He paused dramatically, casting a glance at his wicked mother. “How about we ask the cook? I hear he’s single and very fertile." His mother eyes widened, and she smacked Ryder on the arm, scandalized. “Ryder!” she scolded, but he only chuckled, clearly enjoying the tension. Alpha Damian’s face darkened, and I couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh to them, just to cover up things.

It had been hard for Dad at first, but he had never been one to enjoy relinquishing control. We had yet to tell them about finding our mate. Neither of us looked forward to the conversation, unsure of the outcome. Twin's sharing the same mate had never happened before, then again there have never been twin Alpha's before either. Aurora belonged to Alec as much as she belonged to me. Neither of us worried what others would think, as we wouldn't change a thing about meeting Aurora. They were both in the kitchen, laughing as my Dad made breakfast. Dad was cruel at times during his reign as Alpha, but always had a soft spot for Mom. They were the picture-perfect image of what mates should be.

But they hesitated, until I raised an eyebrow, facing them. "Well, unless there's no one else," Dylan replied, and I nodded in false understanding. I had a new reason to worry now. What if I'm unable to– the thought disappeared into oblivion when Dylan's voice suddenly rang out. "But the bastard must be fathered by both Alpha twins." By this, Nanisca's pup was already disqualified from ever being an Alpha heir. Or wait. "Nanisca's pup was not fathered by both Alpha twins, was it?" I asked, staring accusingly at both Dylan, and Declan who wouldn't meet my gaze.

ALL 50 years later AVA I ran my hands through my frizzy red hair, trying to tame it into a ponytail with little success. I was in decent shape for someone in my mid forties, but my body had definitely started to feel more tired with less work. Max made fun of me all the time, the jerk, but he wasn’t far behind me; just a few years and he was already going gray. Thankfully I wasn’t, but I still had my own hair woes. I dropped into a fighting stance eyeing my opponent, my Alpha, my brother as he gave me a cheeky grin before he lunged. I easily avoided him, and managed to trip him up as he went past me, thwarting his chances of skidding to a stop and turning. Instead he landed on his ass and I

"Wolves only have one true mate. That's basic werewolf biology." Uncle Mateo shook his head slowly. "Not for the Graystone line. There have been... instances in your family's history. Rare, but documented." "Instances of what?" I demanded, feeling increasingly like I was losing control of the situation. "Twin bonds," Alpha Logan said gravely. "When royal blood meets twin Alpha potential, the old magic sometimes... adapts." I laughed, the sound harsh and brittle. "So, what, I'm supposed to have two mates now? As if my life wasn't complicated enough?"

For now, I needed to rest, recompose myself and strategize as to how to find Alpha King his mate and how to free myself. Alpha King was a strange case. Most werewolves, especially those of strong blood lines like Alphas or Beta’s – especially one of such incredible lineage as Alpha King would find their mate by age of 18 or 20 at least. Most would have at least 2-3 pups by age of 30. Alpha King Roman was 30, yet has never found a mate. Both his mother and father came from prestigious lines, in fact, his mother’s line was unique – wolves with extra abilities – a small but extremely powerful pack. It was not for the lack of trying on Alpha King-s part. He looked everywhere, visited all packs,

Alice crawled over frantically, the silver restraints dragging behind her as she fought through the burning pain, screaming, "This isn't your pup! It's my brother's! Please stop!" Through the blood filling my mouth and excruciating pain, I grabbed his pant leg and declared with my remaining strength, "I am Alpha King Ethan's legal mate, carrying the legitimate heir of the Royal Pack."

of the living room I hear a throat clearing. We turn and it’s one of the women we rescued. “Excuse me Alphas and Luna, I noticed the twins parents weren’t a part of the rescue group so I can only assume the worst. They had no other family in the pack or in other packs. The twin with the green eyes is Owen and the twin with the gray eyes is Jasper. Their dominant daddy was a warrior and their submissive daddy was one of our omegas who helped taking care of the pups. Also my name is Alice. I’m another omega that helped in the kitchen. I hope that information helped you out. Oh also Jasper is the more dominant twin and Owen is the quiet twin. They’re only 4 months old.” Alice tells us in a mat

“I wasn’t sure if you would remember me. It's been a while.” “How could I forget you, my dear? Did the Alpha manage to repair what he fucked up?” I blush, “Yes. It took him a little time and a few more mistakes, but he got there. We are now mated and have a young male pup.” “Oh! Wow, congratulations. Did you want a little touch-up?” “Nah, I just wanted to come and see you as you were nice to me when everyone else seemed to be just disgusted with just the sight of me.”

I didn't expect her to speak up so boldly. "Twins!?" The crowd roared and Jennifer's eyes widened. "Yes, Brax and Brian. They are my pups and Alpha Logan is their dad," Renae said unperturbed. "Yes! Alpha Logan abandoned me. He didn't touch me for five years. He has been cheating on me with this bitch. They even have kids now." Jennifer said brazenly, her eyes spitting fire. "You are wrong, my Luna. My pups turned five years old already... I am sure your son is just about four years old now," Renae challenged and the crowd murmured.