Reclaiming His Mate

Malisha, daughter of the alpha of the Treasure Coast Pack, is finally getting away from all the stress of training the pups. She had to sneak into her room to get some rest, and wonder why she still has not found her mate like most of her friends. She knew her mother was also worried, but there was nothing she could do, asides wait for the moon goddess to shine upon her. She was always a lover of the whole mate thing, and always delighted in the fact that she did not have to worry with dates in order to find the one like the humans did. She continued imagining meeting her mate which would end with them in the most romantic way ever. She knew it would be the most unimaginable reasons of her life, and she could not wait. She was already twenty, two years late to when your mate is usually revealed. In reality, she was more than two years late because when you are related to an alpha especially directly, you can find out who your mate is as young as sixteen. All her friends alre

Malisha and Grayson kiss as if it will be their last time kissing. Or maybe, it would be. With determination and excitement, Malisha was sure she could finally give what she had been keeping for her mate. She knew it was bound to happen, and wondered if she would also get marked. She guessed that her mother was going to make sure that her brother and father let her with her mate especially knowing that since he was her mate, he would not hurt her. They had already long forgotten about the party and only were all about each other. The sighs, sweat and tears shed made them joined in ways they had never been with others. Finally, she was finally with her mate. They both fell asleep in each other’s arms sighing peacefully. *The Next Morning* Malisha wakes up wondering where her mate is. She feels a pain in her leg, but smiles in remembrance of their bond. She freshens up, and uses her magic to get comfortable clothes. She waits for her mate wondering why he would leave he

After meeting her pack members, she went back to her normal routine. She worked online, in the pack, and was trying to get her parents to tell her more about what was going on. Her parents did not want to, and she knew she could not force it out of them even though she could use the truth spell, but there was no way it would work on her mother. Malisha was worried, and it seemed like her brother knew something she did not. She had already concluded that her parents wanted her to rest, but she is twenty three years. She can handle herself. Sighing, she writes an article for her blog. After her blog post, she decided to let her wolf go for a run. She transforms, and goes around until she feels a sharp alert that something happened outside their borders. She turns back to her human form, and hides in scent in case the killer is present. She uses her invisible spell too in order to make sure she will not be ambushed. She goes on, and sees a man in pain. From the smell of things, he

They both whip around, and see their mother walking towards them with her curly hair, brown skin and purple eyes.“Mum,” they both say shocked to see her.She grins at them, and says, “I am not surprised you are Malisha. I expected to see you here, but I am surprised you brought Ophelia.”They both smile at their mother, and she says, “I knew your brother had told you, and you would want to find out more.”“I had an inkling you were not willing to tell me yet,” Malisha says with a small smile.“Well, you are right.” Their mother, Beatrix says grinning.“Mum let us not get carried away and change the topic now. What do you mean they are trying to make creatures?” Ophelia immediately draws their mother’s attention to the matter at hand.“They have mainly been targeting non-humans. It is obvious they want to create creatures that can almost be unbeatable. It is actually so crazy. They have witches or wizards on their sides and who are apparently well verse

Two days went by as fast as Malisha expected. She wore a black fitted gown, and packed her curls up. She knew she looked good, and hated that she was being petty by dressing up extra good so that her former mate would realize what he rejected. She knew it was shallow of her to think that way, but she could not help but feel that way. I mean it is a natural feeling, seeing as she was burned by the rejection. She sighs in front of her mirror, and makes some finishing touches, then sits on her bed. She was usually never early when there was an appointment unless she used her spells, but she did not need to use her spells today, seeing as she was incredibly anxious. It was bad enough when her father informed her about the need of her presence. What she did not expect was the shifting of the meeting to a few days, which seemed to heighten her already bad anxiety.No matter how hard she tried to assure everyone that she was okay, no one believed her, which was bound to happen. I