Alpha King's Hybrid Mate

Leviathan

I stand on the stage in Damien’s form. Damien is now scanning the crowds. I don’t need to howl, for I am not looking for a mate.

I just need to stand here and watch my pack members find each other. As tradition says I should. I watch the crowd burst into fits of howls.

Finding one another, one after another. It makes me happy. Well, as happy as a heartless monster can be.

Then I see Zade out of the corner of my eye. I look over to my beta and notice he’s stopped howling. His eyes have gone completely black.

They are glued to someone in the crowd.

Shit. He’s found his mate.

I watch as he barrels off the stage and bulldozes everyone to get to his fated.

I follow him with my eyes and see him pick up a short she-wolf and spin her around as she locks her legs around his waist and they begin to devour each other in a kiss.

The image makes me internally roll my eyes and my wolf huff. I’m happy he found her, but it was nice having my friend without dealing with a clingy mate attached to his hip.

Now he will have pups and be glued to her and his mind won’t be on the challenges at hand.

She looks fierce enough, though. She may be small, but I sense a great power in his mate. And she looks like a force to be reckoned with.

Then it happens. I hear her.

A howl flows through the air. It’s all I can hear. I do not hear the crowd anymore. Everything but that velvety music has drained away.

I feel my wolf’s already incredibly large body begin to grow. The muscles tense. The energy changes, and then the crowd goes quiet and all eyes are on me.

“FATED MATE!”

Damien releases his thunderous howl to return her call. And even the forest creatures go silent. The earth itself has stopped moving in this moment.

I cannot see my mate, but I heard her. My howl will force her to fully shift, making everyone know she is mine.

MINE!

Only the Alpha King’s howl will force his mate into fully shifting during the mating ceremony. It’s a public claim above all claims.

Eyes widen and the sea of people gasp.

They slowly part down the center, making me a clear path to the woman who is my mate.

The path widens as I take my steps down off the stage and make my way to my mate.

I howl again in victory and also in warning for everyone to move as I make my way to her.

The last of the people move from my sight, allowing me to see a beautiful snow-white she-wolf. I stop before I reach her and notice she isn’t mere white.

Her fur is literally glowing with a blue light. Never in history have I ever heard of or seen a wolf glow under moonlight, but she is.

My beautiful mate is glowing a blue aura so bright others start to avert their eyes.

“MINE!” I growl loudly to make it verbally known to the world.

AsaLynn

The crowd goes quiet, and I hear him howl. The howl of absolute command. The howl of all howls.

Cypris whines and begins to take over my body.

“Mate!”

Shit. You’re not supposed to fully shift. Why am I shifting? Wait, shit. Did Cypris just say mate~?!~

My body starts shifting faster until I am on all fours and Cypris has fully taken control.

People begin to move away and stare at me like I’m some sort of mythical being… I hear gasps. And then I see him.

The Alpha King. Leviathan. His beautiful black wolf is walking slowly toward me like a predator about to pounce on his prey.

I hear his second howl, and the last of the people part to clear his path. Directly to me.

So much for not drawing attention to myself.

He growls, and my body starts to buzz with an insane energy I have never felt before. I feel so much power encasing my body, and yet I feel as light as a cloud.

I see his black eyes staring at me in wonder. Like I am the only being on earth and nothing else matters.

His voice roars as he tells everyone that I am his. I have been claimed for the world to hear. There is no challenging or questioning his claim. It is the ultimate truth.

I feel the mating bond pull me like a string. Pulling me closer to him as my steps slowly take me toward my mate.

I never thought I would have a mate. And now I come to find out it’s the king of all alphas. The oldest and most powerful wolf shifter in all of history. I’m his.

I reach him, and my wolf bows down, showing her neck in submission to the Alpha King. He stares in amazement. Then howls to the sky above.

The crowd follows behind, howling their happiness to the goddess. I stay bowed, in a daze. Not fully understanding what the hell is happening.

I see the king shift back into human form, and he runs his hand through my wolf’s fur. Petting her. Showing his dominance.

He looks into our eyes and commands, “Shift!”

His voice sounds rough and angry. Shit.

My body obeys in an instant, coming back into my human form. I stand in front of this six-foot-eight beast of a man.

He eyes me up and down, taking in my full form. His eyes are still black, showing he isn’t in full control.

I bow my head and look at the ground. I don’t know what to do. This is the goddess-damned king! All other she-wolves pounce and hug and kiss their mates, but he is the king.

I feel his hand reach under my chin, pulling my head up so I am looking into his eyes. I feel sparks where he touches. My body turns to fire.

But it feels so damn good. He looks into my eyes and begins to speak.

“You bow to no one.”

His voice sounds like heaven, and my thoughts begin to race.

“Ladies and wolves!” he announces to the crowd.

“Your Queen Luna!”

The crowd goes nuts. They erupt into cheers as they jump and howl and scream their praise.

Holy shit. Did he just say Queen Luna~?~

I mean, I’m his mate so, of course, that would make me the Queen Luna, but shit, what did I get myself into!

What sort of game is the Moon Goddess playing at, pairing me to the freaking Alpha King?

With that he grabs me by the waist and pulls me closer, our bodies almost touching. The electric charge buzzes between us, begging for touch.

He places his hand at the base of my back and pulls me away from the crowd into the woods.

That’s it. I’m about to die. He is taking me into the woods to kill me. Wait, he announced I was the queen. Would he really kill me after announcing that?

Shit shit shit shit!

My mind races frantically, but all thoughts are of him. He has taken every thought in me and made it his. All I can think of is the feeling of his hand against my skin.

The scent of cedar that radiates from him. His glowing gold eyes. His silky black hair. Clean-shaven face. The sharp jaw radiating masculinity.

The look of his godly chiseled body and how his abs are cut, so defined all the way down to that V leading to his… Oh my goddess! ~Holy shit, he is huge~!

My heart starts to race, and my face burns with the blush building. I am sure my face is cherry red. I can feel liquid pooling between my legs.

My arousal is heavy in the air. The moisture is leaking down my legs.

I see Leviathan sniff the air. Oh my goddess, he knows!

Kill me now. Please just kill me.

A mischievous smile spreads across his face. So devastatingly sexy. His eyes flicker to me as he continues to lead me deeper into the woods.

When he stops, he slams me against a giant oak tree.

“What is your name, goddess?” he huffs.

“Um, I, um…” I stutter over my words, barely able to find my voice.

“Asa… I, uh, I mean AsaLynn, King Alpha. My name is AsaLynn.” My words come out more as a squeak than a proper sound.

“I can smell the alpha in your blood. And something else. What is that smell?”

Shit, not this again.

“I don’t know, my King, I am just me.”

“I am your mate. Quit calling me king or alpha. Call me Leviathan.” His words come out sounding so full of lust.

I feel myself pooling from my core yet again. Dammit! Why is he so sexy, and why can’t I control my own damn body!

A gruff chuckle leaves his mouth.

“AsaLynn… My AsaLynn.”

He could say my name a million times, and I don’t think it would sound any less sexy. Like music to my ears.

He leans his head next to my neck. Taking in a deep whiff. Holding in my scent. Then he licks the place between my neck and shoulder where he surely will mark me at any second.

Then he pulls away.

My body instantly grows cold. Like all the heat in the world pulled away the moment he put space between us.

I feel so alone even though he stands right there. What is wrong with me? Is this the bond everyone speaks about?

Leviathan looks at me and sniffs my arousal again, and I see his fists clench. He is holding back. Why? Mates don’t hold back.

Yet there he is, not touching me when I so badly need his touch.

“Let’s head back to the house, my goddess,” Leviathan says as he turns away and begins to walk away.

I follow, unsure what’s going on. His words and actions are polar opposites. He looks at me with lust and want.

He speaks with so much emotion, yet it still feels somehow cold.

We make it back to the pack house, and I begin to climb the stairs, stopping on the second floor where my room is located.

I keep my head down and begin to walk away from my mate toward my room when I feel his hand grab my wrist.

I feel the electric surge through my wrist from his touch. My head jerks back to see why he stopped me. He looks…angry.

“You are my mate. You will sleep in ~our~ room,” he growls.

His words send shivers down my spine. So demanding. So final.