Fated Mates Reverse Harem Books Novels & Stories

Still, it was unbelievable. The thought that they were going to sacrifice finding their mates for me. That was too much. “But…,” I swallowed, exhaling slowly. I wanted to talk, but I didn't even know where to start. Everything felt unreal. “You would be our mate, Amber.” Elion's voice reverberated in my head. I gasped, shooting him a stern look. “How is that even possible? Three Alphas with one mate? I mean…” “It's rare, but it's very possible. We've witnessed it.” He explained, but I wasn't convinced yet.

HAZEL I was getting married to a man-wolf 32 years older than I was. As a daughter in a human family, I knew this was going to be my fate: that I'd be nothing more than a human princess, a trophy for any old Alpha that would have me and all my life, I've worked hard to change that.

Kai's declaration shattered the silence, his words echoing in the room, freezing the chaotic scene. My gaze darted between Marcus and Ares, panic tightening its grip around me. "What... What did you just say?" Kai's eyes locked onto mine, his jaw hardening, "You're my mate." The weight of his words bore down on me, a realization that sent shockwaves through my mind. "No. This can't be. I never… how can I be mated to you?!" Overwhelmed, my panic escalated, and before I could comprehend it all, darkness engulfed me.

She turned to me, "Why the hell am I living a Soap Opera Life?" I was taken back, "What?" "I was happily mated, then he goes off and marries his true love and then I do the same, then it turns out they're siblings, and I'm pregnant with twins but only one of them is my husbands'.What the hell?" She exclaims, tears forming around her eyes. It pained me when she said she was happily mated but from what she told me about the years they were together it’s a true statement. So I swallowed the growl that wanted to escape me when she said it.

So if this rejection will work this time, I only would have to worry about what I’d do with Conrad. I positioned myself properly in front of him. Without further a do, I spoke the phrase needed for the rejection to work. “I, Avalynn Hewlett of the Crest Moon pack, reject you, Adler Salvatore, the future Alpha, as my mate.” ‘I, Alice, the wolf of Avalynn Hewlett, reject Adler Salvatore, as our mate.’ Alice said. “Pray to the Moon Goddess that this will work, Avalynn…” Adler’s voice was stern. “I don’t want to have anything to do with you.”

Ready to call this beautiful place goodbye, which made me feel sad off course, but home sweet home. *** Alexander P. O. V How much I want time to stop, stop it at this moment. I got what they said about the light who inspires you to get out from darkness, born a desire in you to fight your demons to get a better version of yourself, to be anything to make that one person smile and be proud of you. Tales didn't lie after all, bond between mate's are exactly what they said. No matter what happens once bonded, only death separates them.

Such a violent emotion was contained in such a small body. Once they left, Farren changed into some oversized clothes. Nerezza's, from the looks of them. She got comfortable. Fed the fawn, whom Priamos had insisted was called Bambi and crashed on the couch. There wasn't much else to do. But the anticipation of the coming days was eating at me. Gnawing on my soul. Our mate had not one. Not three. But six fucking mates. Her importance was widespread if the goddess had blessed her with so many of us. Although, now the competition for her affection would grow tenfold. It was ridiculous.

POV Azalea Axel and I sat and talked for hours as we sipped on our coffee and talked about the old times. We had once been so in love and then one day out of the blue he just left the pack with not so much as a goodbye. I was hurt and confused and shortly after because of our split, was forced to marry Thorne, as we were true mates and in order for him to assume duties as Alpha he had to marry his mate, which was me.

Black Tail felt a little wronged. Tristan thought that this silly wolf might as well go back to Snow Mountain. In the wolf clan, wolves with strong possessiveness by nature do not like their mates having other wolves' smells on them. They like their mates to have only their own smell. He did not regard lyrai as his mate, but she was the mother of his cub. This layer of relationship would sometimes arouse the possessiveness of a wolf's instinct. Because in the wolf clan, those who could have offspring had always been mates.

I corrected. “What?” She asked, blinking out of her daze. “Bonded.” I repeated. “What we just did was meant to create a mate bond between us. For your kind, the mate bond is predestined and mild. For my kind, it is premeditated and intense. For us to be mated, we’d have to be intimate for that to happen.”