Frozen Desire: The Rebel's Alien Mate Novels & Stories

“Now, bring your hand lower. I want you to confirm for me what you told me earlier. Is your surrender as desperate as I need it to be to fuel this war? Are you wet for my voice, Elara?” I gasped, pressing my fingers into the soft, yielding skin of my inner thigh. The confession was humiliating, but the need was a hurricane. “Yy-es, Mr. Adrian. I am. It’s… it’s a mess of heat. And I hate you for knowing exactly how to weaponize my desire.”

The dream had felt so real, Ruby's lips against his, her body pressed to his, and the most shocking part: he had felt desire, not revulsion. "What the hell?" he whispered to the empty room, running a shaking hand through his hair. For eleven years, the mere thought of touching Ruby had made his stomach turn. Dr Reeves's conditioning had been thorough, creating a visceral rejection that went beyond conscious thought. Yet in his dream, he had wanted her desperately. He sat up, trying to make sense of the contradiction. Was it just his subconscious showing him what could be possible? Or was the mate bond already working to overcome the artificial conditioning?

I tried to fight against the urge for as long as I could. "You know, I have always desired to sleep with an Alpha," she whispered, lowly. My eyes snapped open and I looked at her for a moment. My fangs itched and throbbed to mark someone but it wasn't going to be Rebecca for sure. Did I want to betray my mate? No. Did I want to fuck her? Yes. I placed my hand over her soft, thick thigh and leaned over at her, "Then I shall fulfill your desire," I said, giving in to my longing.

“What did you say? You are my fucking mate! If I want to touch you, you will have to accept. No rejection is allowed.” The sinister glint in his eyes made me shiver, yet Snow growled in delight. That darn traitor was in heaven upon witnessing Dante’s animal side. “Dante, don’t!” “Stop torturing my mate!” he growled so loud. “Stop being stubborn, Winter, and let me see my mate! I want her!” And that was the push Snow needed to fight me. She had been dormant all this time, accepting everything I decided without fighting much. ‘Not a chance, Snow.’

I furrowed my brow, and with another blink, his gaze turned cold again. “Step away if you don't want this to fall over you,” he warned coldly. My lips parted, and I quickly moved away from the tree. My throat tightened as I recalled his gaze from earlier. His eyes were gentle, sweet, and wishful. I also saw the longing and unfulfilled desire. That might be my imagination, right? Like the images I saw when my head throbbed. I can’t imagine Silas being soft towards me. That’s beyond imagination and surely will not happen. Given his cold demeanor towards me, his being affectionate was an impossible notion.

Just thinking about it made me hard with desire and I knew that if I didn't relieve myself soon, I would go crazy. After Hailey, I thought it wouldn't be possible. I still didn't understand it when the elder had told me that my mate wasn't dead and that it was not, Hailey. Hailey and I were meant to be. After her death, I knew that the fire within me had disappeared. Until now. We were only supposed to have one mate. How was it possible? I knew Della wanted me too. Her pheromones were all over the place. I shot a look at Della again and watched as she ran her tongue over her bottom lip and then she raised a delicate hand and pushed a strand of hair away from her face.

“Keep you. “You see, as shocking as this is, I still don’t have a mate, Sasha. It’s not because of a lack of interest from others, of course. I’ve yet to meet a woman who wouldn’t be happy to be with me. “Rather, it’s because I’m picky. I want a strong mate, a woman who can lead a pack. I want a mate who will be submissive to me but won’t back down to others. “I want you, Sasha. I want you to be my mate.” I can’t believe what I’m hearing. He can’t be serious. He slaughtered my whole pack. How can he think I’d ever be his mate? “I’ll make you my queen,” he continues, seemingly unaware of how delusional everything he says is. “You’ll have everything. I’ve already proven the strength of my pack

But now, not so much. I thought of Derek. He had grown too accustomed to tormenting me. I wondered why the moon goddess ever thought us a perfect pair. I was extremely glad when he rejected me as his mate two years back. I could not stand the thought of having a man like Derek- who found pleasure in my pain, and joy in my sorrow- as my mate. As my eyes started to close in unconsciousness, my lips still remained flattened in a smile. Just one day,' Natalie's words rang subtly in my head. Healing me of my inner pains.

Luna's heart pounded in her chest as she stood at the edge of the forest, her amber eyes blazing with determination. Her once-beloved pack had rejected her, casting her out into the wilderness like a pariah. But she refused to back down. The burning desire for revenge coursed through her veins, consuming her every thought and driving her to take action.

I take her hand in mine giving her a reassuring squeeze as I say, “Please do not worry Megan, this is your call, and we do this only if and when you are ready, I am in no rush. Jaleb is a medical man, and you are our miracle. I can only apologise for his behaviour; she smiles as she leans into me and quietly whispers, “I want to try Halturian. I really do.” I look at her with tears in my eyes as I whisper back, “You have no idea how much this means to me. How much it means to my people my beautiful little human.” It's then, I know. I want to be with her, I want her, I want to have beautiful pink skinned babies and not one's that are made in an artificial womb. I want to claim this beautiful