Stolen By The Alpha: MM Alpha Omega Fated Mates Mpreg Shifter

By Sasha Moon

Percy

No way was I going to marry someone just because my father said I had to. I was an adult. I could do what I wanted. But not according to my Alpha Father. Apparently, he’d meticulously arranged this marriage for me.

I couldn’t fathom why he would do such a thing.

Curious about the alpha, I snuck up behind him. But he caught me. I ran as fast as my little legs could carry me, but in the end he had the endurance and I didn't.

I feared this was the end.

Jeff

A wolf and a rabbit? Ha! That’s a good one. I scoffed as my father informed me about my betrothed. This was a joke, right? I mean, I eat rabbits for breakfast and now you’re telling me that I’d be mated to one?

That was the best laugh I’d had in a long while.

Then I saw my Alpha Father’s dead-set eyes and I stopped laughing.

Wait? This isn’t some kind of twisted April Fool’s joke?

I was sure this was going to turn out terrible, but I went to the ball our parents set up. We were both from upper-crust society, so it was expected. I expected to have a nice dinner, maybe some dancing and then a nice, heart-to-heart talk with his Alpha Father where we could clear up this little…misunderstanding.

What I didn’t expect was for him and our babies to be kidnapped.

This 15k word story contains an HEA, Mpreg, and babies at the end. Cute babies. Insufferable little tykes that get into all sorts of trouble.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Publishdrive
• Release date: Jul 31, 2018

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Alpha

Stolen By The Alpha

Copyright © 2018 by Sasha Moon

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Everyone in this story is 18 or older.

Chapter One

Ethan

Another planet was dying, and this wasn't brought to my attention?

I sauntered down the marble hall to my father's office inside our manor and entered without knocking.

He was busy looking at papers and didn't bother to look up either.

Father, what is this? There's another planet dying and we have the means to help them, yet we haven't sent them anything yet? I asked, walking up to his desk.

My father's office was grandiose. The ceilings were twenty-five feet high and gold dressed the office from head to toe. My father, King Rue was an Omega that ruled our land with a gentle, yet firm hand.

He drew his eyes up from the countless of papers littered on his desk and sighed.

Ethan, dear son, this isn't something you should worry yourself with. He straightened his papers and repositioned his glasses.

But they need Flagestrin and we have that! Why aren't we sharing our resources?

My father bit his lower lip and tried to ignore me. I slapped my hands down on his thick cherry oak desk, demanding for attention. All lives that meant no one harm were precious and valuable. It didn't matter whether you were an Omega, Beta, or Alpha.

Son, return to your room. This is a matter for me and me alone. He took a sip of his coffee and sighed.

I am prince of this planet. I have a say in some of these manners. I don't want to just sit on the side of your throne and look pretty! I said, bending over his table.

My father held his focus on my eyes. He would not get rid of me that easy. My father didn't want me to go through much stress and often hid very crucial manners away from me.

Dear son, if you'd only understand. You cannot just extend your hand out to the first thing that asks for help. You could help a dangerous enemy. I will say no more, he stood, out! he demanded, pointing to is two large double doors.

I straightened my posture and folded my arms in defiance.

No! I want to know more about this epidemic. What will it look like for a Prince of an Omega ran planet to know nothing?

My father's face sunk down in defeat. Why did he feel like he needed to handle these manners by himself?

My father's jewels that traced the shoulders of his red suit glittered in the natural sun light from the large window behind him.

The soft lavender smell from the flower garden also made its way inside, calming me down.

You're supposed to be a happy one, you know? A prince without a care, guarded from the world. No fear of tragedy, conflict--

Yet here I am. In conflict with my father.

He walked from behind his desk and placed his