His Chosen Mate Arianne Novels & Stories

"Wow Ariana, you're not asking much are you. So, Consalvo would you like to take a crack at that or maybe you would Nat?" "I think it be better if Nat takes this for, he seems to be closer to Ariana than I am." "Thanks a lot Con. Alright give me a few minutes to take all that in. Alright, you do understand how mates are set up?" "Yes, its the moon goddess who will choice us our mate."

I didn’t want to make him sad. I was also left to think about myself. I needed to find a new mate. The nice thing about us vampires is that we could choose our own mates, if our given mates were not fitting or we got tired of waiting for them. We would have to do a blood bond by drinking each other's blood and then we were mated. The blood sharing would connect us and afterwards one wouldn't even be able to tell us apart from true mates. The only thing was that we could not have children with our self-chosen mates.

Alec says as both he and Alessandro begin shuffling to the door. “Stay,” I state firmly. “You have something to say? You should weigh in. You are my closest friends and my Beta and Gamma, why shouldn’t you tell me what you are thinking. Ari is your Alpha Queen, your Luna, and will be forever MINE.” I declare, verbally accepting her. She gives me the most seductive and tantalizing look that makes me want to take her and fuck her right here, right now, and says, “I, Arianna Marlena Erickson, accept you, Ares Cain Martin, as my mate from here and now, henceforth.”

“The Fire Maiden. Herself.” I couldn’t speak for a moment. This wasn’t just a fated mate. This was prophecy. “I want you to meet her,” Aria said softly, placing her hand over mine. “You’re my chosen one. It’s only right you meet the one who chose me.” My chest tightened. “Are you ready?” she asked, voice low, steady. “Right now?” And for once in my life… I wasn’t sure.

I went to packs nearby to look for my mate but I could not find her. I was on the lookout but there was not a single sign of her. I just concluded that I was not destined to have any mates. At the age of 26, I was appointed a chosen mate, Evelyn. She was their choice but not mine because I was still for my mate stylishly and luckily I found her. I found her but she did not have a wolf yet so she did not know me but as her mate when she got her wolf. She did not get an ordinary wolf but a white big wolf with a healing power.

I would agree with the feminists who spoke against it, but most females had no issues with joining their mates' birth packs. I also knew that Courtney wouldn’t have an issue either. Martin’s mate was my cousin Aria. Typically, Aria would be the one to move with Martin and become a Captain's wife and mate, but I feel as though Martin would be more interested in settling down now that he has found his mate. Our line of work was dangerous, and without Courtney and me watching his back, he may not feel as confident or secure to march out on missions while Aria waits for him back home.

With a deep, steadying breath, he met Aria's gaze, the unspoken understanding passing between them. "We have to find her," Declan murmured, his voice laced with a primal intensity. The air in the room crackled with the weight of their words, the tension palpable. Aria's gaze lingered on Declan and Aiden, her expression softening as a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "If she's taking anyone as a chosen mate, then I'm glad it's you two."

There is a hint of a smile on her perfect lips but it quickly disappears. “The rejection will hurt won’t it?” “Apparently, but the truth is, I don’t know. You are mated to me too so maybe it will hurt less.” She tells me that she is ready and I call for the guard to unlock the door. It swings open and Ryan is already stood there. He doesn't hesitate and gets straight to the point. “I Ryan Conri, reject you Aria Madden as my mate and long life partner.” There is a flash of pain in Aria’s eyes before they harden. Her body trembles and I slip my hand into hers. I watch as her green eyes darken. Her fingers start to shift, her claws digging into my hand.

My jaw clenched and unclenched as I accepted defeat and gritted out, “Arnold Pierce.” He let Anna go instantly who sprinted out of the room like a scaredy mouse. Damon burst out in laughter. I stared at him and wondered what a psychopath he was. Walking over to the table, he tossed the knife onto it, and slowly nodded his head, “So...a chosen mate it is,” he drawled. I was shocked at that but didn’t let it show on my face. Gritting my teeth together, I uttered defensively, “How can you be so sure that he isn’t my fated mate?”

"For her?" Ryan didn’t hesitate. "If that’s what it takes." Darius chuckled. "I’d win," he said simply, and it wasn’t arrogance, it was fact. Ryan’s jaw locked, but his fists shook. He knew it too. Darius wasn’t just an Alpha he was a warrior, trained since birth to kill. If they fought... Ryan would lose. And I would lose him. The Seer sighed heavily. "The mate bond must be resolved at another time. Tonight, Jessica has made her choice," she declared, loud enough for the entire pack to hear. "She has chosen Alpha Ryan. The Moon Goddess has bound her to both, but her heart belongs to one."