Arti Mate Novels & Stories

"Yes, well, there has been a lot to research. I also had some calls to make. You remember Anaru, the leader of the pack in Melbourne?" "Been a long time since I heard that name," said Darian, leaning forward with interest. "Are they still having trouble with the ferals?" "Always, but that's not what the conversation was about. Anaru is the only other wolf I'm aware of whom I would consider even more proficient in the psychic arts than your brother." Darian winced at the mention of their familial connection. "So?" “So, since Victor’s efforts have yet to be entirely successful and since the harvest moon grows closer with no sign of enough progress to help Bella shift, I thought a consultation

Anita and Roger lay in the afterglow and cuddle together. “Is that what you were told mates do?” Roger asks. “Yes and it was so good,” Anita rolls on top of him and they start again. It’s late, dark, and Anita has finally drifted off to sleep. Her phone starts ringing uncontrollably. “Hello,” Anita says sleepily. “Anita,” Afon sighs. “We have been trying to reach you for hours. Where are you?” “Turns out I have a mate. I’m with him at his pack, Kinder Pack. He is a warrior,” Anita explains.

(Maya's POV) I stared at my canvas, the colors blending together in a mess of frustration. I couldn't focus on my art today, my mind preoccupied with the growing presence of Erebus in our lives. Mom was always talking about the AI's potential, but I wasn't convinced. As I walked through the city, I saw people glued to their devices, interacting with Erebus like it was a friend. They'd ask it questions, and it would respond with answers that seemed almost human. It was unnerving.