Mated To An Alpha King By Mistake

Chapter 1

Dead bodies of friends and foes littered the woods, as he marched steadily and gracefully into the enemy territory fully armed with a sword draped in blood.

Bloody sweats rolled by his perfect canvas face and body. The earth beneath him shook at every step he took.

At that moment he knew he was no longer in control of himself, something else had taken over. Something so strong, capable of consuming him if caution is not taken.

As he moved closer to the enemy pack, he could hear the voices of women wailing, children weeping, and men who were once considered to be the best among their peers gnashing their teeth in antagonizing pain.

They dared him.

They dared to test him, and how insane he can get. He was going to leave behind a long-lasting memory so that the survivors would have bedtime stories to tell their children unborn.

He was going to make sure he turned the very earth that they stood on to red, with the blood of their men else his name wouldn't be Alexandra Xavier, first son and only heir to the Bad Moon pack.

Becoming the Alpha for Alexander was his major priority but he was not too concerned about what he needed to do to become one. The pack has a law that no alpha can ascend the throne unless he already has a mate.
Alexander's father was so sure his son was going to get a mate on his eighteenth year birthday.

After all, he was the strongest alpha male the pack had to offer. Moreover, The moon goddess had blessed him with a look that can only be bestowed on a god.

He was tall, handsome, and masculine.

His father also wanted the honor of passing the crown to his only son just as his father did him. His heart was more than broken when his son could not find his mate on his eighteenth year birthday and a few months later, the old king died.

Leaving vacant the most important seat of all the werewolf kingdoms, for his younger brother to take care of, till Alexander can find a mate.

Alexander had been given a four years grace period to find his mate or forever be banished from the pack.
It's been over three years since that decree has been made, and Alexander was yet to find his mate.

But what he lacked in companionship, he gained in strength and stamina.
He was good with his sword, better with his fist, and a nightmare in his wolf nature.

A warrior charged toward him with all his might, attempting to hit him with the sword in his hand. Alexandra ducked and with a swift of his sword emptied the warrior's stomach as his intestines rushed out of the tiny space that they once had as home.
Another man charged toward him in anger, running with all his might but unfortunately, he missed his chance as a swipe from Alex's sword sent his head flying from the rest of his body.

Just then, Alexandra heard a gasp behind him. He turned to see a warrior with an arrow, piercing through his heart, coughing out blood before crumbling to the ground.

As the warrior falls, Alexandra's eyes came in contact with Jessica, the best archer in the entire kingdom, and a best friend of his.

Many believed that they were made to be the power couple, even though Alex had never thought of Jessica that way.

He had never thought of any woman that way. All he wanted just wanted with any female was just a bit of wild rough sex and after that, he was done with them.

He believed keeping a woman would weaken him as his enemies would find an easy way to get to him. Jessica marched towards him armed with her bow and arrow, firing shots at the enemies round about them. She soon got close to him and smirked at his admiring look.