Prophesy: Book II
Shifter and Vampire True Mates story.
Alek’s older brother, Justice—the Alpha Zenith—was the first shifter to mate with a vampire in many generations, and it was believed the rare, fated pairing would stop at him. But, it hadn’t. Aleksei ‘Alek’ Volkov was second beta, next in succession to the most powerful shifter in the world. He was proud of his title and he took his duties seriously. It was all he had. Until his true mate literally showed up on his doorstep.
While his brother—the overachiever—excelled at having a vampire as a mate, Alek wasn’t that optimistic he would. He wasn’t averse to love, and he’d often thought of how different his life could’ve turned out if he’d ever experienced the emotion. His life was a mess and he’d worn a mask of stability for a majority of that time, only showing his siblings and pack what they needed to see—a strong Volkov alpha. Not the damaged man he was, with a tortured soul and a rogue wolf.
Alek dropped his heavy head in his hands. Now, for some reason, I’ve been granted a true vampire mate. And not just any vampire. The intimidating Belleron Liatos. Lord High to the King and the leader of his army.
Belleron ‘Bell’ Liatos had come to the states for one reason—his best friend and Vampire King, Chadwick Bentley. He certainly didn’t come to be pounced on a by wolf that could act independently of its master. Not only was his destined cherished a complicated and confused man; but he was also unaware of the powerful presence that lurked in the shadows of his soul. Bell didn’t know he’d be the key to unlocking an exceptional triad that would play a critical role in fulfilling the prophesy.
This story DOES NOT contain or even mention MPREG.
No multiple pairings. No cliffhangers. Ends with a very HFN.
Warning: This book is M/M paranormal: If you DO NOT like alpha men shifting into large wolves, or vampires feeding from their destined beloveds, than this may not be the novel for you.
Let me out! Let me out! Alek screamed. He couldn’t take the way Bell was watching him, unsure if it was Alek in there or if Wolf was acting solely on his own like when he’d first bitten Bell. No one could hear him, not even his siblings through their link. Wolf was powerful enough to cut it all off, and that was exactly what he’d done.
Alek was devastated, not only because he was now severed from his pack, his friends, his brothers, and his alpha, but he was also restricted from communicating with his mate. If they’d fully mated there’d have been no influence strong enough to break their mental link. But that wasn’t the case. Alek could only hope Wolf didn’t keep the surface long. Often, Wolf thought he was acting in their best interest, and most of the time his animal instincts were right and got them out of very dangerous situations, but right now he begged Wolf to trust that he knew what was best, and that this was an issue only Alek—the man—could fix.
Wolf was poised and ready to pounce on anyone who tried to go away with their mate, Alek could taste his animal’s hostility it was so great, leaving a tart taste in his mouth, and a shaken stomach. Suddenly, he felt a shift inside them, Wolf getting jerked hard to the right, his hindquarters hitting the ground before he shot back up. He inched backward on high alert, their body heat spiking to an uncomfortable temperature. Alek shook inside Wolf’s body as the air started to shimmer around them.
Oh no. Alek panicked. Wolf?
Heat waves radiated on all sides of him, preventing anyone from getting close. Wolf was losing the surface to something far more dangerous than any of them, and the first shifter who sensed it was Wick. He flashed forward and yanked Bell to safety, sparking a jolt of electricity that zapped through Wolf, past Alek, and directly to the depths of his soul.
“Everyone take cover!” Mac yelled, then shifted into his white wolf, along with the rest of his brothers. They weren’t as big as Justice or Wolf, but all of them were larger than most shifters.
Alek watched in horror from the inside as his pack mates began to scatter, scooping up their pups and hauling ass towards their cabins. Oh no. Wolf! Don’t let him out. Alek felt the monster coming, and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do about it. Wolf was the only one able to hold him back, but from the way Wolf was snarling and snapping left and right, Alek knew they weren’t gonna win this time.
I’ll have to run, Alek. I don’t think I can hold it.
You have to! Or let me out so I can touch Bell. He can stop this.
If it touches our mate. It could kill him.
Then run goddamnit!
Wick continued to hold Bell around his waist while his mate struggled in his grip, begging his king, any damn one, to just tell him what was happening. Alek could only imagine what the entire scene looked like. Justice and his betas were in an attack formation, and Wolf was acting like he had rabies. It was enough for him to say ‘fuck it… just run’. Wolf backed into some shrubbery, immediately singeing the dull green leaves which sizzled and fell to the cold ground.
“No one touch him!” Justice ordered.
Alek was glad he could only see the pain in his brother’s eyes and not feel it. He could feel nothing but Wolf and fire. And anger… so much anger.
Run! Alek shouted.
“Aleksei!” Bell hollered as Wolf turned and dashed into the woods, aiming for their maximum speed to keep anyone from following.