Beast King's Crippled Mate Novels & Stories

But she only managed to get a glimpse of only one word , "Mate , mate , mate " making the others confused .My king, is the girl mated already? The fairy aksed him . Not yet he answered and looked straightly at cara ,When the word mate came from Cara's mouth once again, " He shifted uncontrollable as he adjusted his manhood "

There was murmuring all around as people questioned each other about Beast. “Before you is my son. As you can all remember, thirty years ago, I found my mate, but she was a Lycan. Cross matings are rare, but not unheard of. Twenty four years ago, my mate fell pregnant. It was around the same time when we were having a trial for Carlton of Dormut. I had just banished him from our realm, except to exact revenge on me, he kidnapped my mate. We haven’t been able to find my mate or my child for that matter, until today. The Lycan beast before you is my son Clayton, your Prince. He stands before you because as tradition states, he has to prove his worth to you. Beside me is his mate, Azalea Salvat

I smiled, “Let’s wait and see what the situation is on the ground.” As we take off, we make conversation with all of our warriors and have fun until we land. As we get off the plane, Aidinth pulls me close, and we walk down the steps. As we reach the tarmac, I look up and see King Mateo and his mate, Queen Judia. I smile as we approach them, and Queen Judia hugs me, “My goodness, it’s so hard to believe you’re all grown up now. You were only six when I left the pack.” I smiled, “I remember. I’m so happy you found such a good mate.” She put her arm around him, “I’m very lucky to have Mateo. He’s an incredible mate.” I hugged King Mateo, “You are no stranger to me. I’ve known you my whole life

He sneered at the scent of sex and sweat coming from his buddy’s body, Alaric. “Hey, Beasty!!” Alaric said, climbing up on the tree and sitting behind him. “It’s Beast.” He corrected Alaric. “A beast who killed his own mother.” He said coldly and had a blurred memory of a dead woman holding him in her arms. Alaric quickly changed the topic when he sensed his friend’s mood started changing. “Liam found his mate today, and after fucking her, he gave her to all of us,” Alaric said in excitement. “And guess what? She is amazing. Even you should go and try her.”

“No, Eva, we cannot fight him right now. Did you forget we are still not powerful enough? Either we find our fated mate, or we mate with someone else.” Eva became more violent. “No — only our fated mate can touch us,” she spoke possessively. “Exactly, Eva. I also cannot let anyone touch me. My body and soul belong to my mate.” After hearing all those things, my remaining desire to go to the party completely vanished. Especially after what Father told me about the vampire king — he is deadly, heartless, and cruel. I want to kill him. I wore a sky-blue princess gown with a diamond necklace and ring. I finished with a little makeup — not too much, just enough to look presentable in case my mate

But nothing could compare to this. I release my grip on the beast. Now that its chest is scratched open, it seems to have lost all sorts of motivation to fight. It just continues to step back, its coordination way off. It almost steps on Carlos at one point, so I shift back to my human form and carry Carlos on my back, using the chains around his body to strap him to me. The beast lets out one last roar, but it sounds different now. No longer the menacing collection of voices. It just sounds singular, coming from a damaged throat.

Unable to cope with whatever explanation he was trying to give. “No Alpha.” He muttered. “From my guess, it is either it got to her… or whatever it was after, or something else.” “And what else could that be?.” I asked impatiently. “The beast was killed, because there was a pool of it's blood…we don't know anything after that, but I think either Amelia was killed by it… or she killed it.” I smiled, and then burst into laughter, for some reason it was amusing. “That's impossible.” I said seriously.

The injured beast panted beneath its weight, in imminent danger of a deadly bite. I blinked, tears welling up and a sob escaping me. Only then did the wolf slowly raise its head, its eyes flickering. The magnificent creature was unfamiliar, yet I could recognize it in an instant. ‘He is the Alpha King. My mate.’ I took a shallow breath, feeling a surge of fear coursing through my body, causing me to tremble. Darn it. I had managed to escape, but now I found myself caught once again. There seemed to be no way out of this situation.

Not knowing how long it will last, my men and I hold onto trees. ‘What was that?’ Someone asks the rest of us. ‘That would be my mate,’ I say. ‘What do you mean?’ They ask. ‘Alpha King Damon has lost it. He thinks his mate is an earthquake!’ Someone says, and a roar of laughter breaks out among my army.

Buck- Sorry, Buddy. I couldn’t tell you. Bär- I’m one Lucky Bastard. Buck- That’s my King. “Hi,” Bär breathes as he looks into his mate’s blue eyes. “We are going to have the most beautiful children.” “I have already raised my children,” Ingrid tries to push away. “I’m not raising my Mate.” “Don’t worry, my Mother raised me,” Bär holds her against him. “I’m full grown.”