Goddess's Design: His Fated Mate Novels & Stories

I asked, since I had certainly wondered that. “Well you’re sunk. You won’t know it. If you mated him right now and his fated mate walked by ten minutes later there would be nothing. No attraction, no electricity. The Goddess severs the connection. She may find someone else, she might not. But he’d be with you and that would be that,” she said. I fell into a chair and sighed, crossing my arms over my chest.

the goddess announced, "carries the future I have designed. Human wisdom and wolf power combined, blessed by my own hand. Yet you dare to question my choice?" "Divine One," Margaret Winter's voice shook. "We meant no disrespect—" "You meant exactly that." The goddess's eyes flashed like shooting stars. "You think your bloodlines matter more than my will? You think your traditions surpass my authority? I chose Beth Howard to be mates with Alexander Matthews to carry this blessed child to help lead the packs into a new era." The room trembled with her power. Through our mate bond, I felt Alex's awe and love as he knelt nearby.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I walked towards the pack's gathering spot. Today was the day I would finally meet my mate, the one person chosen by the Moon Goddess for me. As I entered the clearing, my eyes immediately locked onto his. Marcus was tall and broad-shouldered, with piercing green eyes and a chiselled jawline that made my knees weak. I could feel the pull of the bond between us, the unbreakable connection that had been forged by the Moon Goddess herself.

in a nearly subvocal whisper, my lips actually curved in a grim smile. I didn’t know if I could accept Tristan Moretti as my fated mate The very idea he could be the one the Moon Goddess chose for me went against everything I had ever known about mate pairings. And I didn’t know if I could accept that for the first time ever, our Goddess had chosen two men for each other rather than us choosing for ourselves. But I could accept Tristan as a willing accomplice in destroying his father.

There’s going to be hell to pay. I mean, I have no idea how I would wreak vengeance on a Goddess but…I would figure it out. The Goddess laughs, light and tinkly, and again comes close, wrapping me up in her arms. “No, my flame,” she says, enveloping me in her grace, allowing it to flood and comfort me. “You are his only mate – I am not so generous with my gifts as you might think me. I don’t know what sparked his magic – probably puberty, or something like that. All of your mates are only mated to you. They are my gift! Enjoy them.”

What the hell do I do? The Goddess has chosen my next mate.

'Mate,' Felicia whispered. My heart sank into a sea of conflicting emotions as the truth dawned on me. Garrick, the object of my long-held affections, was indeed my destined mate. The moon goddess had, in her infinite wisdom, answered my prayers. Yet, in that moment of revelation, I found myself paralysed with uncertainty, retreating further behind the trees. A torrent of questions flooded my mind: Would he accept me? Could he, the admired and desired, possibly embrace someone like me as his mate?

The room was fraught with tension. She stood there by the window with her back toward them. Two mates. It suddenly made sense why she had the overwhelming urge to have sex with both of them. The moon goddess was a cruel, tricky fellow. Why would she mate her with her enemy and the one man she wasn’t supposed to have anything to do with? She turned back to see both men watching her, waiting for her to say something. “Asher have a Ptakkagaris and a Ptakallis ever mated before?”

Looking at him like that made her heart feel like it was getting stabbed by millions of knives. When she realized that they were indeed, fated-mate, she felt indescribable happiness overwhelming her. She had hoped, but she didn’t think it would happen. Is this a way of the Goddess saying she’s listening to her? B-but he liked someone else? Mallory bit the inside of her cheeks and said resolutely. ‘The bond of the fated mate can overwrite the word ‘love’! I—I have still a chance…’ However, before she could celebrate, she heard him deny it.

"I have decided to grant you a wish." My heart leaped with excitement. "A wish, goddess?" I asked. "What kind of wish?" "I will give you a mate," she said. "Someone who will love you and cherish you, someone who will be your companion for life." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. A mate? It was all I had ever wanted. "Thank you, goddess," I said, tears of joy streaming down my face. "But... how? Who will he be?"