Goddess's Design: His Fated Mate Novels & Stories

He was everything an omega like me was never supposed to have. And yet… the bond pulsed between us, undeniable, ancient, alive. My mate. A murmur rippled through the gathered pack members. Some gasped. Some stared at me in open disbelief. Others laughed softly, cruelly, as if the Moon Goddess herself had made a terrible joke. Me? Elara, the quiet omega who cleaned the council hall, who kept her head down, who spoke only when spoken to. I took a step forward before fear could stop me. “Alpha Kael…” My voice shook. “I...I think..."

He smiled secretly, “There are three keys to unlock the cage; the first is the ring of fire. It is said that the ring will only light up in the presence of those chosen by the Goddess.” He dropped a match into a torch at the front of the cage and I watched as the fire spread around the cage till it reached the back where a shrine was lit up. My heart rate increased as I stared at the sight before me and a small gasp escaped my lips. Her true form was even more beautiful than I had imagined. As I stared into the smiling eyes of my soul, tears gathered in my eyes. Mother Selene was as alluring as the moon itself.

Already almost losing consciousness, I heard a very quiet melodic voice that said: -Deya. The girl looked at the statue and froze: the white stone seemed to be melting, leaving living skin underneath. The white robe fluttered. Here the Goddess slowly raised her head, looked directly at the girl. Deja realized that she was very beautiful. Silvery eyes shone with light. Eyelashes and hair are whiter than snow and also slightly glow, like light, perfect skin. It seemed that it was all saturated with moonlight. The goddess sighed and smiled. All the darkness in the room was gone, gone, absorbed into the floor and walls, leaving only a glow. I haven't spoken to mortals in a long time.

"Everything's going to be okay!" In as much as I love my mom, I contradicted her advice. "I doubt, the Moon Goddess chose him to be with me. He was my destiny." "Did the Moon Goddess meant you to be mated with him?" she replied promptly. "What was the reason of her choosing him as your fated mate?"

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

What mattered was that she was here now and was gifted a mate. “We don’t believe the Goddess makes mistakes. She chooses our mates for us. They’re our true completions and other half. The other thing is that mates protect and care for one another. There was a reason you were paired with Jaylon. Is it okay with you if I bring him over here so that he can answer this for you?” I asked carefully. She bit her lip as she considered what she wanted but slowly nodded. I linked him to come over to us. I could spot the relief on his face as he made his way over.

The spell wasn’t going to wear off for a few more hours— at least for werewolves that’s how it works, but for humans, none of us were sure. I couldn't help but think of how this trip had been such a rollercoaster emotional ride for us. I was truly happy with meeting my mate, however, as much as I know that the Moon Goddess fated her to me, I know that I won't be able to fully accept her, ever. This is for the sole reason of her being human. Humanity is a disgrace. It is a disgrace to our kind— to Harte. There were only 5 werewolves who have human mates and the whole Harte had looked at them in disgust— I had looked at them in disgust and disgrace.

“Male and female mate and produce a child, this is nature. But what you are doing is unnatural, Mathew. You are angering Heaven with your sins.” “I am done with your pep talk, Dad. Love has no boundaries and fortunately, the Moon Goddess also thinks this. SHE has paired me with Jason. He is my fated mate.”

They called her the weakest omega. Sophia Blake has spent nineteen years surviving in Moonridge Pack. Wolf-less, powerless, and treated as a servant, she has learned never to dream of a better life. Until one night, she meets a mysterious stranger. He is arrogant, powerful, and strangely familiar. Neither knows the other's identity, but something ancient stirs between them. One unforgettable night later, Sophia believes she has finally found someone who might choose her. Then the Moon Goddess chooses her mate. Damon Scott—the Alpha Prince. For one breathtaking moment, Sophia thinks her life is about to change. Instead, Damon looks her in the eyes and rejects her befor

It looked so new that Cal wondered if he took it straight from the package and put it on. Several of the Gammas looked around to see what, if any, answered the question and how they answered it. No, one would admit to doing this, and Cal knew now that they wouldn’t dare to question his right to his mate or question the motives and experience of the Moon Goddess in the matching of fated mates.