My Omega Mate
READING AGE 18+
LGBT+-Secret Lover Writing Contest
After taking over The Whitecrest Pack five years ago, Alpha Maxwell has sworn to return his father’s pack to its former glory and make it the strongest on the continent. So far, no one has resisted his power and the strength of his warriors and he is not lacking in anything. Except for a Luna, as his beta keeps reminding him.
After forging treaties with all the major werewolf communities in the north part of the content, it’s time to sit on the table with his biggest competitor - The Ironclaw Pack, who is unofficially ruling the South.
As the representatives of the Ironclaw Pack arrive, Maxwell’s confidence falters as his wolf growls “MATE!” as soon as the delegation walks in. Heart racing, he searches for his fated soulmate, his breath catching in his throat as he realizes three things.
His mate is his enemy.
His mate is an Omega.
His mate is also a man.
Unfold
Max slowed down as they neared the waterfall, glancing over his shoulder to make sure Jamie was still by his side. The light-brown wolf was wobbling a few steps behind him, tongue hanging out as he panted heavily. Max could barely remember his first shifts, but he knew some wolves got dizzy and sleepy after each one, especially the weaker on……
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