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Her Alpha Mate's Brother

WARNING: CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT They say when your true mate dies your heart shatters into a thousand pieces. You begin to wish that you had died with them and lose any hope of soldiering on. Amaya’s life was perfect, till she lost it all. She had the perfect mate in Jason Blake and she was loved by her family and her pack. Suddenly her life takes a turn for the worst when her father and Jason both die from a brutal attack on the original Werewolf packs. As the eldest child she takes over her father’s role as Alpha of the Shadows Pack, keeping them safe, making sure that they don’t lose more lives. Despite her strong façade Amaya carries a pain that no one can heal. At least that’s what she thinks until she meets Jonah Blake, younger brother to her first mate and newly minted Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. There is just one problem, Jonah is everything his brother is not. A bad boy and a playboy alpha who loves no one but himself. His brutal and possessive nature brought out by the same tragedy that broke Amaya. Is there any hope for them? Second chance mates don’t exist, or at least they were thought to be just myth and legends.

wounded_warrior · Fantasy
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78 Chs

ALPAHS AND BLOODLINES

When Jason's car was finally out of view, I turned back home and wiped the tears from my eyes.

No one should see me in tears, no one should see me being weak. 

Despite our pack being more progressive and accepting compared to others I knew that there were still those that questioned my ability to become the next Alpha.

Wolves from original packs were naturally very traditional, they didn't like things being changed too much. My family may have broken tradition on multiple occasions, but this was one leap that was too big for most.

"Amaya." I jumped at my father's voice as he placed a hand on my shoulder. 

"Sorry dad, it's just. . . odd." I told him as I struggled to find the right words to properly describe what I felt. 

'More like painful.' Ares whimpered in my head.

'Can you still communicate with Hercules?' I asked my wolf. Normally the bond between wolves could stretch further distances than those of their human counterparts.