His Chosen Mate Arianne Novels & Stories

I frowned, shifting my eyes from Stephen to Aren, from Aren to Stephen. “What is he up to now?”, Zendaya howled. “I don’t know. But whatever it is, it seems to be huge”, I replied to her. Aren passed me a playful smirk, circling the paperweight on the wooden table. “What?”, I mumbled. “Well”, Stephen cleared his throat. My heart was thumping so fast, as if it would come out right then. “Alpha Aren wants you to be his chosen mate, marry him and become the Luna of his pack along with yours”, he stated.

“I believe you, Annie. And I am glad my mate has you to protect her. That way I know she will never be alone. Thank you, Annie.” She looked at him with a shocked expression. I think she expected him to get angry. She was ready to fight. Aria just looked between them with a confused expression. But she didn’t say anything. She turned to me and pointed at the TV. “Movie, please,” she said. “Before they start to fight over me.” Annie and Nick both laughed, and I played the movie. Aria’s POV I had so many questions that needed answers. Nick is my mate?

It was rarely ever for love. Pure-blooded or royal wolves rarely got married for love in a bid to keep the family pure, or most times, so they could keep their empire in the family or come together so they could expand. Which was why I was very lucky to have been chosen by Liam, who was a Royal himself. Even after all the high-profile wolves he had dated, he still chose me, an omega.

I had been too busy looking for satisfaction but now that I knew I couldn't find it in anyone but Ariah, I had to get her back. Back in the bedroom, the ladies were gone. Searching for Ariah after all these was going to be a tedious task, but I was determined to get her back, at all costs. I imagined her with another man and the thought drove me crazy. I had felt the mate bond with her, although I had vehemently denied it, then I couldn't accept that fact. How could a mermaid be the mate of an alpha like me? It was absurd then, but now that I felt so incomplete, I had to get her back.

It was also the most powerful thing I had ever felt. He finally reached out, his hand cupping my cheek. His touch was warm, grounding. The storm inside me began to still. “The girl who ran from her wedding is gone,” he murmured, his thumb stroking my skin. “The boy who hid in the shadows is fading. What is left, Aria? Who will you choose to be when you step into that arena?” I looked into his eyes, and I saw my future reflected there. Not as a pawn, not as a victim, but as a force. His equal. The mate of Kai Thorn.

Ariana laughed weakly, shaking her head. “Then what am I?” There was a pause. Then...... “Damian.” Ariana froze. Her heart skipped. “What…?” “Damian is your true mate.” Everything inside her stilled. “No… that’s…” Her thoughts raced. “That’s not possible. He’s—he’s betrothed.....” “He is yours.” The certainty in her voice left no room for doubt. Ariana’s chest tightened. “But… what happens now?” she asked, her voice trembling. “What if he chooses her?”

His words hit like an arrow in my chest and it felt like piercing my heart through the reality of Nadia and Devika who are past and present. “Though you both have agreed with being chosen mate to each other because of some needs just think about what you have wished for your mates who would have been in your place and you in their place. She was my mate too and being the wolf accepting someone else in place of your destined mate…” he scoffed and continued, “I have seen how you have been through the past years, and why till now we did not even think about accepting a chosen mate even after having more than enough options. If we will have a mate and continue being happy then no one else but Na

Aria watches her former mate, tortured and broken. “Drown him,” she says in a cold tone. “Drown him until his entire body is burnt to a crisp.” “N-No!” Ivan begs. “Please save me, Aria! We are mates! I will accept you again-” Aria lowers her robe a little to reveal her mark. “Too late,” she states. “I am already mated to a wonderful person who is a million times better than you! I have had enough of living in fear. I will now live a long life with my mate while you die a slow death.”

I smirk a little at the glint of annoyance at my affectionate act towards Sebastain before addressing the entire group. “I won’t sit here and act like you don’t all already know that I did in fact choose another over my destined mate. I had already known Killian when I first encountered Sebastain, and we had already formed a connection. Just as all good leaders should, I thought with my head, and went with the more safe, already thought out route rather than follow my heart and take a risk with an unknown mate. In the end it wasn’t the right choice, but I can’t go back in time.” I can see a couple of the committee members nodding their heads a little, and I could tell I was at least swaying

"He said you must open it personally." I tore the seal. Inside was an invitation, crafted from the finest vellum. The script was in the ancient tongue of our people: "The lost Royal Bloodline has returned. By the Goddess's will, the one true Princess will hold a sacred rite to choose her mate." "Princess Harper of the Golden Moon cordially invites you to her sacred Mating Ceremony." "Intended Mate: Lycan King Ethan." My hands started to shake violently. Princess Harper? My Harper... a princess?