Alpha King's Hybrid Mate

AsaLynn

Every story I have heard of the Alpha King starts and ends the same way. Once you have his attention, you are as good as dead.

The man knows no mercy. He kills and doesn’t ask questions.

So, when I received a letter with the royal seal on the envelope, my heart dropped.

The moment I laid eyes on it, my wolf, Cypris, stirred, restless.

“Calm down, Cypris.”

I hear her huff at me in response.

“What is that?” says my sister, Erin, from behind me.

“Not sure,” I shrug. “It’s a letter.”

“Is that the royal seal?”

I nod, toying with the envelope, afraid to open it.

“Do you think it’s from the Alpha King?” she squeals. “I hear that he’s built like a god!” I turn my head and glare at her.

The Alpha King would never send a letter to a nobody like me. This letter is probably just an announcement from his envoys.

“What are you waiting for?” Erin asks. “Open it!”

I open the letter, my eyes scanning the words. They’re hand written in jet black ink. My jaw drops when I get to the bottom. This couldn’t be…

Right at the bottom of the page is a name: Alpha King Leviathan

It’s not every day you get a letter from the Alpha King himself. This is never heard of.

“Assa,” Erina says. “What is it?”

She is practically jumping up and down with anticipation. Her eyes are wide, waiting for my answer.

“It’s an invitation to the mating ceremony,” I finally reply, trying to calm my nerves.

I remind myself to breathe.

“Yes. What about it?”

“This year it’ll be at the Alpha King’s Palace,” I pause. “In Australia.”

“When is it?”

She snatches the letter from my clammy grip.

“Asa,” she gasps. “You leave tomorrow.”

***

I hate the stupid mating ceremony. I’m already 199 years old. I have been to nine of these things already and have yet to meet my fated.

I’m going to be a spinster, and I accepted the fact years ago. Just leave me to my books.

Erin found James at her first mating ceremony, and our brother found his while out on a mission to destroy some rogue who was terrorizing a pack.

Lucky asshole never even had to attend one of these things.

I knock on the door of my father’s office.

“Come in,” I hear his voice from the other side of the door.

“AsaLynn,” he says, a glimmer in his eye. “Come in.”

I sink into the seat opposite him.

“I’ve heard that you’ve been summoned to the royal palace for this year’s mating ceremony,” he winks.

“Yes,” I reply. “But I won’t be attending.”

A hush falls over the room, the air seems to thicken as a serious expression settles on my father’s face.

“There is something I need to tell you, Asa.”

“What is it?”

I am not used to seeing such a graveness to my father. Despite being the alpha of our pack, he has always been light hearted and joyous around me.

“This year you turn 199,” he states matter of factly.

I knew this information, but hearing it out loud made me shudder.

“Yes,” I roll my eyes. “Thanks for the reminder.”

“What you might not know is that when you turn 200, you can no longer find your mate.”

My heart drops and I feel a lump form in my throat. It’s one thing to joke about being forever alone, and another thing entirely to know you’ll never have your other half; the rest of eternity spent alone.

“W–what d–does that mean?” I can barely push out the words.

The reality of the situation starts to settle.

“Well,” my father sighs. “It means that this mating ceremony will be your last chance.”

Suddenly, the weight of the world seems to fall right on top of me. My knees weaken at the finality of it all.

This is my last shot at finding my fated mate…

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