Alpha Nocturne's Contracted Mate Free の小説・ストーリー

He must've felt the same since I felt his body relax against mine. My assumption that we were probably having the same thoughts and feelings comforted me. More so when I reminded myself that he was my mate—we were emotionally and mentally connected. Although these feelings were only fabricated by the bond that was made by accident, I was just glad that until the time we would find a way to break the connection, we were each other's. Dylan Hayes is my alpha.

He always had one excuse which repelled their advances. “I am the future Alpha and I am waiting for my Luna. I cannot frolic with anyone else.” I was the only one who knew that it was all a lie, a front just to ward them off. He was sleeping with me after all, I was his mate! The Alpha’s Luna had to be his mate, so as far as I was concerned, since the day we experienced the spark of the matebond, Malric’s search for a Luna had ended.

Or else… they'd disappear and never let him find them again. So he turned to me, gently. Comfortingly. As if what he was about to ask wasn't tearing my soul apart. "Fiona… let's temporarily sever our bond. You know this is my only chance. Once my wolf awakens and finds his true mate, I'll reclaim you—I promise. You'll be Luna again." I nodded silently, forcing a bitter smile, watching his shadow as he prepared for his bonding ceremony… with them. Because what he didn't know was— The true mate he had searched for all these years… was me.

Laura Leslie slowly lowered her hand from my mouth. Nobody spoke. The ballroom remained eerily silent as hundreds of eyes shifted between the three of us. My heart pounded so violently I was certain everyone could hear it. The word still echoed inside my head. Mate. My mate. The Moon Goddess had given me a mate. A powerful Alpha. A handsome Alpha. I was so focused on him that I barely noticed Leslie’s hand still resting against my face. My wolf was practically dancing. ‘He is ours!”’she squealed. ‘Did you see him? Did you smell him? He’s perfect!’

"I was offering you something you clearly didn't want, so don't go deluding yourself into thinking I feel anything for you. I have a true mate... and it isn't you." The air left my lungs. "What...?" I breathed, my eyes widening. "What did you just say?" "I said I already have my true mate, and it isn't you, Tracy," he repeated, his voice cold, and entirely unbothered. "The girl I brought to the medical wing the first day we met... she is my true mate. So if she recovers, our contract ends that very second. Keep that in mind." Before I could even formulate a response, he stood up and brushed past me toward the hallway. "You don't have to leave—I'll leave instead."

"I, Alpha Jacob Galhart..." "I, Absaline Clair Montrell..." "...take you, Absaline Clair Montrell..." "...take you, Alpha Jacob Galhart..." "...as my mate, and my Luna..." "...as my mate, and my Alpha..." "...and commit myself to you and to this bond..." "...and commit myself to you and to this bond..." "...I will let no one come between us..." "...I will let no one come between us..." "...to destroy the love blessed by the Moon..." "...to destroy the love blessed by the Moon..."

"With pleasure, orphan." He straightened his shoulders, projecting his Alpha authority so loudly it made the windows rattle. "I, Cameron Vance, future Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you, Seraphina the nameless Omega, as my mate and future Luna! I sever this bond and cast you out from my heart!" The air in the room seemed to explode. A jagged bolt of invisible energy slammed into my chest. It felt like someone had reached inside my ribcage, grabbed my soul, and tried to rip it in half. The mate bond, which had only just flickered to life, was being forcibly torn away.

“Alpha Jace and Alpha Jacob are both not in the territory, so there’s no way they could meet you today. I suggest you make an appointment so your travel will not go to waste again.” We let go of each other's hands, and he slipped his hands into his pocket. “I understand. Like I said, we were nearby, but I will give him a call.” He stepped back, and I was sure he was ready to leave when my eyes caught the pregnant female. “Is she your mate?” “Yes, future Luna of the Night Howler’s Pack.” He said proudly, his chest puffing up. However, I noticed she was unmarked, as was Nicolo.

A man’s naked muscular back filled my vision, broad and powerful with a tattoo stretching across it. The tattoo was of a lycan, a creature more powerful than any werewolf and rumored to be immortal. Why had I never noticed it before? But that wasn’t the point. What was I doing here? Then everything hit me like a brick square in the face. Alpha Ronan was my mate. Last night wasn’t a dream. He’d taken my virginity. He had fucked me. Scrambling out of the bed, I clutched the sheet to my chest, my face burning in embarrassment. Clothes were scattered everywhere, my ears ringing as I tried to make sense of it all.

“Your lips are calling me. I am addicted to them. You smell like my mate, “he whispered unto my ears giving me a goosebump. "Stay away from me.” I tried pushing him away, but he is too strong. “Don’t mark me, I am not your mate!” I warned him but he just grinned at me. “Stop it Alpha! You’re scaring me!” I yelled and he burst into laughed. “Why? Are you virgin, Pat?” That question turned my cheeks into red. “Yes, I am. And you don’t deserve to take my virginity!” He laughs again and look directly to my eyes. “Do you know that I have the power to choose my mate? The full moon is fast approaching, and if my mate still did not accept me, I will turn you to a werewolf,” he whispered again and sl