His Golden Mate Novels & Stories

LAMIA “Where are we going?” Mathias asked, as I held his hand and walked through the pack gardens of Golden Circle, towards the cemetery. We had driven straight through to Golden Circle, arriving late in the evening. Brett and Cyrus had greeted us, they were a little wary of the Bear King and even more so when I told them he was my mate. Cyrus couldn’t hold back the look of shock on his face, whereas Brett if he felt anything, you couldn’t tell. Both had been nice and respectful towards Mathias. I think that had more to do with his Aura, than just being decent.

I closed the door of my hotel suite behind me and leaned against it, my heart still racing like I'd run the entire way from the palace. The Golden Compass lived up to its reputation for luxury - moonstone-infused pillars cast a soft ethereal glow across the cream and gold furnishings, and through the tall windows, the Royal City glittered like a jewel box spilled across dark velvet. But I barely noticed any of it. All I could think about was Christian - the warmth of his hand at my waist, the intensity in his grey eyes when he'd said those three impossible words. "You're my mate." Sierra stretched contentedly inside me, still purring like she'd swallowed a motor, while my human half cycled t

"We were supposed to know the gender a couple of weeks ago." His face broke into a genuine smile. "If you want to, we can definitely do that." I reached out and placed a hand on top of his. He didn't peel his stare off of the dimly lit road but he responded with a gentle squeeze. My heart thumped in delight and the butterflies in my stomach sprung into action as I stared at his side profile. The headlights made his golden eyes glow. Now that I think about it, I rarely saw any other werewolves that have eyes as golden as his. Red and green were pretty common. Lilac and grey were less common but still considered quite ordinary.

Even Theron's eyes flashed as instinct answered power that wasn't directed at him. I stepped in front of Maeve. "You will never address my mate that way again." Gideon's jaw clenched. I pushed harder. "My Luna." The words carried across stone. "My equal." Maeve's bond burned behind me. "You insult her again and this conversation ends." Lena stared at me. Gideon did not look particularly concerned. So I gave him something to care about. "I will take you downstairs. I will put Mara in front of you." His expression changed. "And I will slaughter her while you watch."

my mate into being outside. Once he saw the wolves out, I heard his father say, “My lad!” He bowed his front paws as his tail wiggled behind him, my mate ram to his father. The voice of his father had brought his childhood self to life. They wrestled for a while when we heard Leonidas's mother say, “Calm down boys, you to go eat your breakfast now before you keep on wrestling boys,” Leonidas stopped wrestling his dad to look straight at his mother. If my mate ever looked like a tiny little puppy that had finally found a home after being abandoned for so long, it would be in these moments, as he walked to her, I saw tears coming from his face, his mother licked his tears then moved to hug hi

I pulled my arm from his grip and ran. “Athena what’s wrong” My mum walked from behind me pulling my face up to look at her, tears streaming down my face most certainly smearing my makeup. “Hector isn’t my… my mate” I sobbed. “Oh, baby it will be ok. I’m going to take a guess and say you know this because you have found your mate here. Am I right?” I didn’t answer just nodded my head. “Meeting your mate Athena is a good thing, have you spoken to him?”

It's so loud and so visceral, everyone just stops. "You have no right to take me away from my mate," he says and I swear my stomach just won an olympic gold metal with the summersaults it's doing. That's Mr Wolf right there, calling me his mate. I might pass out, "If you want to try, I will propose a challenge."

"We understand that you have some questions for us. And we're more than willing to answer them for you. So whatever you want to ask, whatever you want to know, you can ask us." "R-Really?" She ask. "Of course, kitten." I answered, reaching over with a napkin to wipe her face. "We would never lie to you." She set her plate down, waiting until I was finished wiping her face to start asking her questions. "W-What's a mate?" "A mate is short for soulmate. Something everyone has but not everyone can find there's. It's especially hard for humans to find their mates." Aries began to explain, "You are our mate. You were made for us like we were made for you."

She had been told she would never be free of the man they called her mate, but she would have the time she needed to figure out what the hell had happened to her life and how it had managed to go to hell so fast. She stared at the Breed tribunal from the table she sat at in front of them. Nine men and three women drawn from every species of the Breeds. Wolf, Feline, Coyote. Del-Rey and Sharone were there to stand for the Coyotes. Her mate and one of her dearest friends. Her mate, she wanted to scoff at the title as she glared at him. She was furious. Enraged. Scorned. In three weeks she hadn’t forgotten a single complaint she had against him.

He said as if that meant something. "What? What are you talking about?" "You're my mate." "You already said that. What's exactly is a mate?" He stood in the middle of the room. "A mate is someone who you are destined to be with for the rest of your life. It's why you feel the sparks when I touch you or why you're always thinking of me." "Who says I think about you?" I snapped. "Do you not?" He eyed me.