Barbarians Mate Novels & Stories

I pressed my fingers to my lips and felt it trembling. How on earth did he do that? He must have sensed what was in my head because even without me asking anything, he already provided the answer to my question. “We are mates,” Alaric stressed each word as if he wanted to make an imprint of them in my mind. I shook my head even before the denial got off my lips. “Boris is my mate. I can not have two mates. That is preposterous!” The idea was unappetizing as it sounded.

Mates are to be forever and when they find each other out, they most likely would want to know more about themselves, move in together and yunno, complete the mating process which includes marking on the neck and that stuff that brings about babies". My eyes widened against my will when he talked marking on the neck. He chuckled and continued " A mate is capable of healing each other wounds except for the healing abilities we have. If one of the mates reject or gets killed before they meet, trust me when I say it hurts ten times than a heartbreak. But when mated, one party could die as its wolf would not be sane except if the Moon Goddess decides to bless the person with what is called a sec

Maya's POV The training ground was soaked with blood and sweat. I watched from the platform as two of my potential lieutenants sparred below, Derek against a former Silvermoon warrior named Cassandra. Both had taken modified versions of the serum, carefully calibrated by my mother's medical team to enhance without destroying. Both were faster, stronger, deadlier than they'd been a week ago. But they were still holding back. "Again!" I shouted down at them. "And this time, Cassandra, fight like you actually want to win!"

He is right, I am the Luna, and it’s about time they know that. ‘Devil warriors! Form a barrier in front of us, prevent the bears from getting to us, if they are anything like us, if we kill their leader then it will be the end of them.’ I say in an open mind link, my warriors waste no time to do as told, they are fast in gathering together and forming a barrier surrounding us. That is amazing to watch, I thought they will have an issue and wait for their alpha to confirm but I guess they can do that after the war. That is if they don’t want to be killed by my mate.

After all, each of them was a formidable fighter. Suddenly, Barry's smug expression froze as he spotted Matthias. "Matthias! W—what are you doing here?" Terror flashed across his face as he recalled his encounter with Matthias. However, Barry's fear turned to excitement when he remembered he had backup. "Quick! It's Matthias! Capture him and alert the family!" Over 50 Crimson Titans surrounded Matthias' group, their killing intent palpable. They believed that even if Matthias was a Supreme-level warrior, their numbers could at least hold him until reinforcements arrived.

Moonlight scattered over the calm surface of the river. Demetra and Bari, one standing in the water, the other on the shore, stared at each other, neither showing any intention to strike first. They were like two composed individuals who were engaged in conversation, but this surprised Bari. The Bari said with a smirk, "I didn't expect you to remain this calm. Weren't you acting quite crazy just now? I thought my punch would drive you completely mad. But with your meager strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle my Heavenly Dragon Fists. Forget it, this is boring. Just let me kill you quickly so I can go back and report it and take a nap."

The words flew out before I could have control over my mouth. "Mate!" "Hell no!" Ian and Alli growled at the same time, their words carrying different weights. I whipped my head between the both of them. While Ian looked perplexed and hurt Alli's reaction, Alli on the other side looked disgusted which had me thinking what the color of her problem was. After her boyfriend left her for his fated mate, I thought she'd be delighted to meet hers. Ian let out a warning growl which she returned with her own growl and a searing glare.

I continued to spit my venom towards her ensuring to not break eye contact for a moment, while Curtin growls a deep growl seeming to want to get up from his chair. “If you even begin to raise your voice to my mate or believe you can tower above her, I will rip your voice box out and break both of your fucking legs. Sit down!” Baron growled with his own venom towards Curtin before he could utter a single word, who seemed to snap out of his trance and took his seat beside my mother silently once again.

This is happening. “I stand before Basgiath soil, before these witnesses, to bond our king in matrimony with his chosen… mate.” She hesitates, as if even she questions the absurdity of it all. My heart pounds in my chest. A mate? How can I, a human, be his mate? Her voice grows louder, invoking elements as though calling upon the heavens themselves. “We stand before the moon, the wind, the earth, the fire… all that makes us the nation of barbarians.” Ozaiah states.

His expression was unexpectedly sweet. “Yes… but you once said you didn’t want me to be your mate.” I exhaled. Rayvan brushed his fingers along my cheek, trailing down to my lips. Was this real? Was this really happening—Rayvan, this close to me? “But I can’t fight it, Alera. You don’t know. I was hurting too… after rejecting you. I can’t lie to myself, and I can’t resist this mate bond that naturally formed between us,” he whispered. “The more I tried to deny it, the more it tore me apart.”