Novel & Cerita Alpha Nocturne S Contracted Mate

*Betrayal* Elara's POV: "I, Alpha Harden Edmund of the Scorpio pack, accept Caitlin Graham of the Dawn pack as my Luna. She is my true mate." When those words echoed, I dropped the glass in my hand, drawing everyone's attention in the ballroom. I was stunned, unable to comprehend what I had just heard. My fingers quivered in shock.

His voice dropped to that low, teasing growl that always made my pulse quicken. I swatted at him, whispering furiously, “Absolutely not! They’re bound to notice. We’re the hosts.” He grunted in disappointment, his mouth quirking into a smirk. “Luna Saorsia, this party is phenomenal!” Venus exclaimed as she approached, her hand linked with that of her newly found mate. Her eyes sparkled with pride. “Alpha Blaze and you didn’t spare a single detail.” “I’m glad you like it,” I replied warmly. “This is my mate, and wait for it—his name is Orion.”

A sharp contrast to the weight pressing down on the room. “Why do I feel like there’s a ‘but’ coming?” Cole muttered. “Did something else happen?” Kyron’s jaw clenched. “Tell me why I not only found out that the youngest child of Alpha Roland and Luna Akriti is my mate but…” His pause was heavy, deliberate. He turned his head, staring straight at his Beta. “She is also mated to two others aside from me.” Cole stared as though the floor had dropped from beneath him. “What?!”

He growled his sleepy response, which was more sexy than his usual voice and tightened his hold on me, snuggling his nose into my neck and taking a deep breath. “Damien, we have a ton to do and if you want to get around to marking and mating with me we have to get up and find Max’s witch and get Trent so we can break these stupid contracts.” That had him moving in an instant, he jumped off the cot we were laying on and pulled me with him. Copyright ©️ 2022 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions “You had me at ‘mark and mate me.’ Let’s go my Luna, I wanna get this show on the road.”

I felt it to my core when Conan growled with burning eyes; “MATE!” Conan, the future Alpha of the Bluecoven pack was my mate. My real mate. Dear moon goddess, well played.

Alpha Alec Romero, the Alpha of Dark Moon Pack located at the east part of Vinizia City. He was the only one among the four Alphas in the city who still don't have a wife—a Luna. They even tease him sometimes when the three other Alpha's of the South, East and West when they're together to have a party because he is the only Alpha who has not been with a woman who will be the Luna of his territory and who will be his mate for life. Actually, Alec was not in a hurry about that, he was confident that the Moon Goddess reserved him a woman he wants to be part of his life until he died.

I felt the mate bond intensify. "Alanna, former member of the Sun Moon Pack, do you accept Alpha Alaric of the Jade Pack to be your husband and your mate, thereby accepting your title as his Luna?" "I..." "I do," I whispered. The mate bond intensified again with my words. I blinked away unshed tears as I sealed my fate, thinking it was the best for me. The elder stepped back, giving me a short look of something close to sympathy, like he knew something I didn't.

Damien was standing at the altar in his ceremonial robes, looking like every fantasy I'd ever had of my Alpha mate. And beside him, her. Vivian Cross. Beautiful, blonde, perfect Vivian with her honey-sweet smile, her elegant hands, and her belly just starting to swell. "I, Damien Blackwood, Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you, Sera Nightshade, as my mate and my Luna." The words echo in my skull. Clinical. Cold. Like he was reading a grocery list instead of destroying my entire world.

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.