Alpha Nicholas's Little Mate Novels & Stories

"There's no rule against a she-wolf having two mates, or three as long as they can take care of her, and besides, if she is infected, then I am also infected, so why can’t I touch her?" Nicholas's face twisted in disgust. "You are absolutely insane, bro," he snapped. "You are like a love-sick pup who can't function without his 'mommy's' affection. This isn’t a time to obsess over other people’s mate when you just found yours." That was it! With a growl, I lashed out, my fist connecting with his jaw with a satisfying crunch of bone. Nicholas retaliated as fast as my punch landed, and we tumbled to the floor, exchanging punches in a frenzy of claws and fangs.

For an answer. That moment, a gentle breeze blew past us. I leaned against Nicholas, every breath yearning for commitment. Just from him alone. No one else. Alpha Nicholas sighed and whispered softly in my ears. “ Would you accept me as your mate?” His mouth remained clenched at my earlobe. I died a thousand times because of this reaction. I wanted to say something. Just anything. To confess my feelings. To accept Alpha Nicholas as my mate. Eventually when I tried to air out words, my mouth went dry again leaving the words heavy on my lips.

Jazz POV Growing up without parents to guide and nurture me, I was deprived of the opportunity to witness the true essence of companionship and friendship that mates are meant to embody. Tragically, my parents passed away when I was just a child, leaving me to navigate the complexities of life on my own. To make matters worse, the family I resided with in the absence of my parents were hardly present in my life, except for the moments when they subjected me to emotional and physical abuse over trivial matters. This tumultuous upbringing has shaped my perspective on relationships, leaving me yearning for the genuine connection and support that mates are meant to provide.

Her tiny voice brought him back to reality. Giving the little girl a sad smile before opening her mouth to say " she is my mate" " mate? What's a mate?" The girl ask the question that was in her mind. Mates are our destinies given to us by the moon goddess which we are to love and Cherish for the rest of our lives. Us wolves have mates and this makes it easy for us to know our soulmates. Epie made an o but no sound leaving her mouth "but she is dead" she said the obvious

“You've troubled yourself enough today so just get some rest.” My eyes blurred and my body swayed. What? “But– I am your Luna. I should stand by your side.” I spoke up again, biting my lips in a tremble. Whispers rose around us, chatters like incessant bee heaving. Arianna smirked. I glared at her, at him. Hatred was beginning to grow a seed in my body. I swallowed hard, “I'm your mate. I'm a yourate and your soon to-be Luna.”

Derrick let out. "This is my wife and mate!" Nicholas roared "Mate……" everyone surprisingly stared at Nicholas. "You have found your mate, Nicholas?" Alpha Den gaped at him. "Because I have been keeping quiet for a while now, that lady lying in there is my wife and mate! What nonsense," he dangerously glares at Derrick who looked confused by his words. "You know what, go and check who the lady is…… this is serious, go now! " Alpha Den looked confused and disturb.

Mathew tried to pull his arm away, but Nick was much stronger. "I don't know who Anna is," Mathew said desperately. "Liar," Nick growled. "Anna is my rejected mate. The one who tried to kill Daisy three weeks ago." I felt like the world was spinning around me. "Mathew, what is Nick talking about?" Mathew looked around frantically, like he was trying to find an escape route. "He's lying!" Mathew said. "I've never met any Anna!" But Nick wasn't finished. He grabbed Mathew's backpack and opened it before Mathew could stop him.

Two pairs of glowing eyes stared into each other as the wolves joined their paws and said in unison, "I accept you as my mate." Nicholus and I took over, pushing them to the back of our minds with a promise to let them meet again. Leaning forward, Nicholus grazed his wet and warm tongue over his mate mark on my tongue and whispered, "Finally." Planting my hands on his shoulders, I started moving up and down his dick, "Now make me cum like a good mate so that we can finally attend our reception." His eyes twinkled demonically as he smirked while gripping my hips tightly and heaving me up and down his cock.

Nick relaxed back in the couch, “well, there’s a way apparently, because it’s indeed her. We were together last night and our wolves whispered the same thing.” I felt my entire world crumble in a second, but I did my hardest to hide the ache in every joint of my body. I couldn’t let it slip that I was sickeningly obsessed with my stepsister and couldn’t stomach the thought of never touching her again. “Wh—what?” I asked incredulously, still unable to believe it. Nick answered in an unnerving, gloating tone, “April is my fucking mate. Let that sink right in.” I refused to accept it. Never.

I hoped it was Markle, my brother there to taunt me because I really needed to vent and he would make a great punching bag. When I turned around it was Nick in his wolf form and his silver iris was at its brightest. (Mate!!) I heard his voice in my head. Great! He found his mate already. I wasn't surprised, some people were born lucky and others were born…me. (Mate!) I froze as soon as Nick's wolf started to rub his fur on me. Oh shit! Was he…am I…holy cow! I am Nick's mate. I hugged him tightly, praying with everything in me that this wasn't just some dream I was going to wake up from.