Bound By Moonlight To My Mates Mga Nobela at Kwento

Up above me in the sky, the moon glows, casting its silver light over the yard and I drop to my knees on the dewy grass, pressing my hands into the earth. “I’m not ready,” I whisper, looking up at the moon. “I’m not ready to be theirs.” But the bond is still there, thrumming deep inside me and so are my mates---- behind me, I hear their growls of frustration.

The silver light pulsed again, sealing its mark into our skin. And in that moment, realization struck me with brutal clarity. The Moon Goddess had bound me to him. My arrogant, insufferable new stepbrother who I just shared a one night stand with was my mate.

"H e y, w e... a r e... n o t... g o i n g... t o...s l e e p... t o g e t h e r... t o n i g h t. A n d... w e... a r e... d e f i n i t e l y.... n o t... h a v i n g... s e x." Solan's eyes went wide as he grabbed his crazy girlfriend's hand in a hurry and dragged her away. while Ganice had a mischievous grin on her face.

Whispers stopped the moment we walked in together, replaced by a heavy, watchful silence. I stepped onto the platform. "Black Moon Pack. The Shadow Keeper is bound. Buttercup did what none of us could. She faced it alone and trapped it inside our bonds." I paused, letting them understand each word. "She's not just my mate. She's our Luna, and her power is real. Question it at your own risk."

There was only him… and the bond snapping into place between us with a force that made my knees go weak. He felt it too. I saw it in the way his pupils dilated, the way his breath hitched. “Excuse me,” he said softly, as if afraid to scare me away. “Are you… are you all right?” I hadn’t been able to speak. I just nodded like an idiot. The bond between us had been so loud. “Mate, we are mates!” I had said foolishly, as if he had not noticed. He gently took a seat beside me and sat down. “Yes, we are mates from the Moon Goddess,” he said, emphasizing it, and that made me smile.

I wasn't in the Lycan kingdom when Dorian’s first mate and true love died but I was there when he found his second and rejected her right on the spot. His last mate almost destroyed the man he was becoming and he still lost her. According to my master, a mate equals vulnerability and vulnerability equals your destruction. The rule was simple: never give people a place to hurt you. Since then I got scared. Really scared. But the Moon Goddess works in funny ways. The very same night I had come to check out the town for the last time, that same night she gave me a mate—not just any random shewolf, the one who was just rejected by my sworn enemy.

Masonr's POV The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silver glow over the forest. I stared out from the balcony of my room, the cool night air doing little to calm the storm brewing inside me. The news had hit like a freight train, unexpected and utterly disorienting. Aurora—my mate, the one I had thought dead—was alive. But she wasn't coming back. She had found refuge in another pack.

I gripped his ass in answer, his pale muscles flexing beneath my fingertips, making him push deeper inside me. Kallias answered by bracing his arms against the bed, the silk hanging from above swaying like the curtains by the window. “I’ve marked you now, my sweet mate.” I groaned as I was almost reaching the climax. I wrapped my legs around his back as he sank into release too. Kal almost tore the sheets and I almost drew blood on his back as I dug my nails. "Oh, Moon Goddess!" I exclaimed. Nothing had ever felt so good as to mate with your mate under the moonlight, burning with pleasure like being tossed in an open fire of moonflames.

“I once upon a time would have believed what you just said, but now that I have found my mates, I know that is not true. No one has ever loved me, not even my own parents loved me. But now, I know I am truly loved, and I feel the love my mates have for me radiate from them. You can’t tell me that is some game the Moon Goddess is playing with us.” The Moon Witch began to laugh before she said, “Then you are a fool for believing.” No, I wasn’t a fool for believing in the love I have for my mates. I was just about to tell her that but Celeste steps in and says, “Mother you are so wrong. The mate bond is real. I know because I have felt it and I don’t want to leave. I want to stay here with my m

She resumed in scolding me, but my mind wandered elsewhere. It was easy for her to accept all of this. My older brother, who is also her boyfriend, is also her mate. They’ve been in love since high school. It wasn’t so hard to accept the mate bond when it was the person you were in love to begin with. I, on the other hand, will probably be mated with a complete stranger, which terrifies and irks me at the same degree. I shook my head and groaned, “This is a disaster. I can’t do it.”