Goddess Design His Fated Mate Mga Nobela at Kwento

"What are you doing?" I smiled. "What I should've done a long time ago." Turning toward the crowd, I raised my hand for everyone's attention. "Everyone..." "I can't believe I almost forgot the most important thing." I looked lovingly at Erin. "This woman..." "Is my mate." The reaction was immediate. It exploded across the gathering. "What?!" "The Creator of the Goldrens is Alpha Levi's mate?" "The Moon Goddess has truly blessed us!" "A Creator... as our Luna!" "They look perfect together!"

He hated how detached she seemed but he kept going. “Things are different now,” he said. “You’ve embraced who you are again. You’re powerful. You’re exactly who you were meant to be.” She kept helping him undress, but her face remained unreadable. “You’re a dominant Alpha,” he said. “The whole country will bow to you.” He smiled faintly, even in his drunken haze, “Including me.” Still nothing. “And we were always meant to mate.” That should have moved her. It should have meant something. But all she did was keep adjusting the collar of his shirt.

Nessa was out for vengeance and she had no history with this man. I cursed the Moon Goddess so thoroughly and completely that I ran out of words for it. What kind of design was this? What kind of goddess looks at two people, decides they were made for each other, and then times it so that one of them is already locked to someone else when they meet? And then — when she finally, finally sends me back — puts me in a body with no wolf so I can't even feel the bond I was always supposed to have? What exactly was the plan here?

"A primitive variable. A statistical error." Adrien didn't speak. Words were for men. He was something else now. He took a step forward. Then another. The Alpha's wrath had gotten him through the door. Now, it was the mate's love that would finish it. The final battle for the Goddess's Vessel had begun.

he said. “Nina tells me things,” I said. “She has always told me things. Even when she thought she was protecting me from them she found ways to tell me the important parts without saying them directly.” I set my mug down. “She told me enough. I want the rest from you because I know he's hiding it.” He was quiet for a moment trying to decide where to begin. “Jessica was my fated mate,” he said. “The Moon Goddess paired us when I was twenty and she was nineteen. I loved her in the way you love a gated mate, I knew the goddess wouldn't give cause me pain so I loved her with my all.”

“The Moon Goddess sent me.” I crossed my arms, my jaw tight. “What does she want?” The seer’s eyes locked on mine, unblinking. “Your doom awaits you. The Moon Goddess is angry. You rejected your fated mate. Tessa is the only one. You have no second chance mate. She’s the only one who can bear your heir.” My blood ran cold. “What?” I stepped closer, my voice low. “You heard me,” she said, unflinching. “Tessa is your true mate. You sent her away. The Goddess is furious. Find her, Alaric. Or lose everything.”

The results were clear— The alcohol I drank that night contained trace amounts of a special drug. Emma had used connections to find a witch deep in the forest to make it. And she wasn’t my fated mate at all. That was a hallucination created by the drug. My true fated mate had always been Ann. From beginning to end. I had never betrayed the Moon Goddess’s arrangement. The security footage showed it. It was Emma who knocked on my hotel room door first. My breathing stopped for a single, brutal beat. The second report. The pup. The pup I’d felt guilty about—

At first, she was mad at him for keeping something as important as that away from her but she decided to sweep her emotions under the carpet and fulfil her husband’s promise to the Silver Spring pack. "What do you mean? Of course, I have a choice. It’s my life, and this isn’t ancient times when a parent gets to pick a bride for their son," he retorted, his tone defiant "Well, if you had gotten your mate, we probably wouldn’t be in this mess," she countered, her voice tinged with frustration. "And that’s my fault?" He couldn’t believe his mother was now blaming him for not getting a mate. Shouldn’t that blame be directed to the Moon Goddess? He could not contain the burst of anger due to the

"Don't do it," he yelled. "Elara! Stop!" I wanted to, so I gave in to it... gladly letting the darkness take me with it. ****** She was wolfless, powerless, and marked as an outcast. He was born ruthless, powerful — an Alpha feared not just in the packs, but in the underworld where blood and power rule. When Elara discovers her fated mate is the man who destroyed her pack and crushed her world, her life begins to fall apart again. He should be her protector… but to him, she is nothing but a liability he cannot afford. But fate is merciless. They tried to fight it but their bond burns too fiercely to be ignored. Will Elara risk her heart and safety for the mate who ruined

A second chance mate? I scoffed. The Moon Goddess would rather make my life horrible than give me a companion. She despised my happy moments and wouldn’t give me the opportunity to know what a sincere one felt like. “What do you mean? Do you think I’m unfit to be your mate?” he asked, his tone quiet, coaxing, as though he were speaking to a wounded pup. “The goddess made us partners for a reason. Do you want to toss that into a pit?” He moved closer and raised his hands.