Werewolf Alpha Mate Stories Novels & Stories

When they looked back at me, their faces had changed into something deeper, more intense. "You feel all of that because we are your Mates," Mathias said, and the words felt serious and important. "Mates?" The word felt strange. "Two halves of the same soul," Daxon said, his voice getting low and dangerous. "Like soulmates, but deeper. More... intense." Mathias kept talking, never looking away from me. "Once a werewolf finds their Mate, they can't live without them. Nothing else matters. The bond is strongest for Alphas—and Daxon and I are the Alphas of this Pack."

I can still taste the metallic tang of blood. I remember him. My mate. Of all the people in the entire 7 billion population on the earth, of all the hundreds and thousands of werewolves on earth, the goddess decided to mate me with Alpha Henry of Red Fire, King of Alphas. It certainly explains a lot, but it complicates a lot as well.

“It doesn’t matter. I am rejecting you.” My wolf howls. A desperate, agonized sound that shakes through my entire being. “I should have known,” Mira Westwood sneers, her saccharine voice dripping with poison. “You really thought he’d want you?” Laughter ripples through the crowd. The pitying glances. The smug smirks. I can feel their judgment, their cruel amusement—watching, waiting, drinking in my misery like it’s their evening entertainment. I am the Alpha’s first rejected mate in over a century.

But a goddamn gorgeous one. She was magnetic, drawing my gaze and holding it captive. I hadn’t stared at a woman like this since Cassandra. My wife’s face was now a blur. But this girl’s wasn’t. There was something about her. A fun, flirty, carefree pull that had me aching to know her. “Stop it Jace!” my wolf growled. “We're mated. Haven't you already done enough harm to our mate?!” “That's enough Zade!” I growled back in my Alpha tone. “Cassandra is back in Florida and there's nothing wrong with getting to know someone!”

"You wouldn't do that! That's treason!" "It's not Treason if you're fighting for your rightful place, is it? Our King before the only King and the only woman to rule a werewolf pack, Alpha Athena killed for Justice. Look at where we are, now? If not for her, things would have been worse! I can't imagine a life without my mate. It's killing me. The King and Queen have been married for several years and are now old and frail. What else are they doing apart from making my life miserable? I don't want to do it but I have to do it for my future, for the sake of love and I am sure I'll be eaten up by guilt after doing it. I just can't sit back and watch my mate with another woman. It's tearing me

“Stop,’’ I say firmly, standing up straight and taking a step closer to the table. “Why?’’ The wolf answers back, startling me. “You are nothing to me but a way to get back at your Alpha.’’ I freeze for a second, my hand inches away from the blade. “I don’t understand what you’re talking about. I don’t follow any Alpha.’’ For some reason, my voice seems off-tone, as if I am no longer the one speaking. The wolf growls and I can almost hear its muscles contract under its skin. “Then like your not Alpha says, filthy loners without a pack like us don’t even deserve to be alive.’’ My mind is racing and, before I can reach out and pick up the steak knife, the large creature jumps towards me, its p

I quickly reached for my laptop, opened it, and searched everything about werewolves, alphas, and mates on G****e. Unfortunately, the search didn't provide a clear picture. However, I did understand that alphas are the leaders of their packs, the strongest and most respected. With a heavy heart, I keyed in another search query: "What is a mate in the Werewolf world?" My heart skipped a beat as an avalanche of revelations cascaded before me. The second article I clicked on nearly compelled a scream to escape my lips. "Mates are like soulmates. Each werewolf has a mate, chosen by the moon goddess, their god," I read aloud, my voice trembling. The implications hit me like a sledgehammer.

Well I won't blame her, even if she's only pretending, because after tonight my fate will change, she'll definitely try to be on my good side. Mira helped me hold my dress, as we started walking towards the ceremony hall. I was feeling so nervous, I had only met Lucas once, and we hadn't really had any proper interaction, but I had a crush on him for the longest time before our meeting. As the future Alpha, Lucas was well known, plus his extremely handsome face. I'm so lucky to be his mate, and this ceremony will make it official. As Mira and I got to the ceremony hall, the door was opened for us. I stepped inside, the hall was filled up, with people from various parts of the society, the ri

I inquired. "Yes, I heard a fascinating story. There was an Alpha who remained strong and youthful despite losing his mate years ago. Eventually, he found someone who resembled his mate. Werewolves are mysterious creatures with the concept of destined bonds. Maybe, after many years, there's a possibility for your mate to be reborn." "Wait, are you saying Luna Harriet, your mother, could come back as a new wolf?" I inquired. "Exactly!" he replied with joy. "Mates are meant to be together forever. Even if it takes a thousand years, you'll eventually reunite."

He begins to explain which did start to make some things start to make sense, I kept hearing the term Alpha being used but I didn’t have any idea what that meant or who that was. “Now I am able to explain more, every werewolf is gifted a mate. A mate is two separate individuals who were picked by the moon goddess to be mates, they are soulmates and werewolves spend the first portion of their lives searching for their mates, they aren’t complete until they have. You’re my mate mi amour.” He tells me dropping the biggest bombshell he could, I stand up from the bed and shake my head, I definitely, wasn’t expecting this to happen and honestly, I didn’t know how I was supposed to feel. “How do yo