My Possessive Alpha Mate

��Werewolves, Romance, Sex Scenes, Swearings��
If you are below 12, I suggest you don't read this book. You can read it though but read at your own risk. Thank you bæ❤️

-Violet Carly Lonson- werewolf, 17 year old girl, lived with sister Stacy

-Xavier Alexander Carter-alpha, 25 year old, possessiveness 101%

Violet has to deal with her mate's possessive ways especially since he's the alpha of the strongest pack. It's hard but she gotta get on with it cause no one said that being an alpha's mate is easy.

✨btw, it's okay to be a lesbian so no hates to lesbians though I'm not one;) thanks and go ahead to read��ilysm


5. Chapter 4

I continue to drink another probably 3 more bottled if wine when I felt like I could fly.

You're a murderer and a bitch. A slut!!! Go and burn in hell!

The voice haunted me again.

This time, I felt angry and wanted to vent my anger. This is so fucking wrong in do many ways that I think my life is not worth living.

I decided to dance.

Not good. In less than 4 minutes, I had already grounded against more than 8 boys.

Violet, please stop it.

You're only vending your anger.

Stop flirting...

Mate..... He's nearby...

Before I could react, I heard a loud growl and I turned around to see my mate.

He smelt do delicious- chocolate with a tinge of caramel.

He looked so hot that I could've died.

If you think Harry Styles' is hot, my mate is hotter. He is a mixture of Harry Styles and Zayn Malik.

Hot and sexy. He had brownish black hair and Harry Styles' emerald green eyes. His jawbone was so sharp and he was in a loose white t-shirt and a leather black jacket.

So perfect that it hurts.

He was staring at me too.

But only then I felt self-conscious. I was in a random guy's arm with a super exposed dress and one if his hands were touching my ass.

My mate growled and in a second, I was ripped out of the guy's arm and the guy was on the floor, blood on his mouth and more than 4 bruises on his pretty face.

Though, my mate had a prettier face.

"What the fuck?!" The random guy yelled, half unconscious.

"Mate...." My mate growled, wrapping me in his arms. Sparks were like all around us and his touch could drive me crazy.


He's so hot.

He's holding us.

I blocked my wolf again.

"Alpha Xavier!" The beta of Midnight Twilight pack came.

So my mate's the alpha? Well, he's known to be possessive.

We shall play....

I couldn't think straight probably because I was drunk and I was so depressed.

"Punk, let go of me." I groaned.

He took a glance at me.

"You're drunk."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are."





Before I could think of a comeback, he carried me out of the room.

Though it was really distracting for him to touch me, I still gave him the ‘what the fuck' look.

He only let out an exasperated sigh.

"Beta Lucas, can you bring that guy to the dungeon?" My mate ordered.

I turned airing to face him but only to get my face smacked on his hard like shit chest.

I groaned.

"Why? Is it pain? Don't cry, princess." He cooed mockingly.

I slapped his chest and my hand really turned pain like shit.

His chest was harder than stone.

I playfully traced the outline of his 6 pacs only to be pinned against the wall by him.

"Don't. Do. That." He told me.

I batted my eyelashes innocently, my right hand still outlining his 6 pacs, the other hand on his chest.

"What?" I asked innocently, giving him the eyes.

"You know what I mean." He warned.

He inched closer to me and I started to worry. His hands cupped my face and he kissed me roughly.

He wanted to slip his tongue into my but I refused to let him take control.

He growled, not breaking the kiss.

This'll be so fun.

I deny his entry again. Then, I felt his hand squeezed my butt and I could not help but to squeal.

His tongue slipped into my mouth, exploring every inch of my mouth.

I moaned softly in this kiss and my hands automatically wrapped around his neck, deepening the kiss.

His smirk could be felt and I giggled.

Then we broke apart at the same time a while later because we needed air.

I was really shaken- it felt like I've been sitting on top of the world and my whole world was shaken- in a great way.

We were both trying to catch out breath- panting heavily.

"You're really good." He complimented.

"Do you do that often?" He continued.

I smirked playfully. "Yes... Almost every night."

That only cost me to be pushed to the wall again and he was looking so angry that I probably would die.

He's so hot even when he looks angry.

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