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Elder Orion pushed on further. “I've found my mate.” Adrian said. “That's good news.” Elder Orion said, his face brightened up. “Who is your mate?” He asked. Adrian sat there in silence, his eyes locked with Elder Orion's as he remained silent hoping to communicate “who” with his eyes. “Arielle?” Elder Orion asked. “Yes. I think this is a mistake. The moon goddess must be mistaken.” Adrian said. Elder Orion was quiet for a moment. I guess he was taking in the news. “The moon goddess cannot be mistaken. If she is your mate then you need to marry her and present her as your Luna before the rest of the pack.” Elder Orion said.

Adam waits till he's gone before continuing, "I have every right to you, more than you realize." I scoff. "I don't know what makes you think that, but I'm not yours to claim, Adam." He chuckles dryly. "You have no idea, Tammy." "And I don't want to. Maybe I should leave." At this, Adam fixes me with a piercing gaze that sends a shiver down my spine. "I brought you here because you are my mate." "Mate?" I repeat incredulously. "Yes," he says, his voice firm. "And I plan to make sure that you remain here, Tammy. Even if you try to run away from this, I will keep bringing you back every single time."

“I see you take my point.” “So why does everyone say mates are fated?” “Well, I mean, in a sense, they are. In a biology as destiny sense. It’s almost impossible to have a pup with anyone else.” Almost impossible, but there are stories about it happening. In other packs. A long time ago. I always thought the stories existed as an excuse for insecure assholes to accuse their mates of sleeping around. “But the Fates are also—complicated.” “Are they like sports drinks?” “No lip from you, little missy,” but Abertha smiles as she says it. Some of the worry that’s been haunting her face since she found me in the thicket disappears. “But yes. They are like sports drinks.

“Let’s just hear what they have to say.” He doesn’t look happy, but he obliges anyway. Elder Luka, for their part, looks happy enough for both of them. I don’t think I will ever quite understand them, but I’m grateful for the knowledge anyway. “Fated mate bonds are very dissimilar to regular mate bonds. With regular bonds, there is no divine incentive to keep the two shifters together. If one or both parties wanted to dissolve the bond, well, it would be easy enough. A fated mate bond, however, is one that has been specially designed by the Goddess herself,” they explain.

There was only silence in the kitchen. He frowned, lowering his gaze, as if he were analyzing what I had just told him. When he looked back at me, Parker was gone. Shit! “Fenrir? It’s that you?” He gasped loudly and said, “Explain yourself, mate. What do you mean, you have another mate?” His voice was hoarse and coarse. His eyes dark as night, and I know Fenrir was trying to hide his fury. I swallowed hard and said, “What’s happening is that the goddesses screwed up. They trusted fate, but it perceived you and Peter as one. When my mother said I had three fated mates, she meant you and Peter as one, William and…”

He's the heart of this place. Maddox. “Oh, and he's your fated mate. " The world spun beneath me, my stomach churning with nausea. "We know about the mate bond," Knox said. "The scent markers don’t lie. You caught his wolf’s attention last night, during your snooping session. He probably hasn’t figured out what you are yet, not on a conscious level. Only one walks out. The air tightened. “Listen closely, Miss Daniels," Knox said. "In four weeks, you and Ryder Maddox will face each other in that cage. Fated mates, fighting to the death. Millions will watch. "

“Tie him down and mark him until the bond kicks in.” We both burst out laughing. From behind them, Luxian and Ken stood watching like they were judging a crime scene. “You guys find everything funny,” Ken muttered. “We are the KINGS,” I declared, a little more alive now. “It’s what we do,” Damien added. “What is it with this whole ‘mate’ obsession?” Ken asked. We all turned to him like he had three heads. “Mate,” Cris explained, “is someone chosen by the goddess. Someone you’re bonded to for life.”

we will have a fated mate,’ Sapphire says suddenly in my mind, making me feel even more confused at all the secrets kept from me my whole life. ‘A fated.. mate?’ I ask slowly. What's that supposed to even mean? ‘Yes Lily, a fated mate, our soulmate. We will know the moment we smell them, their scent will entice us and we will want nothing more than to go and be with them. Being with them makes us feel complete. The feeling is wonderful and having a mate is what we live for. Some people never meet their fated mate but we have one. I know we do.’ Sapphire whispers, sounding so sure of herself.

Tate complains, drawing my attention to him, "And what are fated mates? I hate not knowing. Besides, everyone at the table was talking about you two as if you were friends, but you told me you weren't friends.” "Tate," I sigh and crouch down until I'm face to face with him, "You already know what fated mates are, you read about it in a book, remember? When two wolves fall in love with each other as soon as they look into each other's eyes. It means they are destined to be together... they are each other’s most special person. Partners for life.” I stop my explanation when my wolf starts making my stomach twist. She hates the fac

I smiled softly at him. He stared into my eyes once more as if trying to look into my soul before beginning. "Fated is short for fated mates, and I believe they're known as soul mates or twin flames in the human world. A fated mate is someone who is your perfect match; your fated was created to mold perfectly to you, two halves to a whole. In our case, however, it's a four to one ratio. You were created for us, and we were created for you."