His Lion Mate Novels & Stories

Luna watched him closely, curious as to why he was concealing himself under the hat. Despite this, she smiled, determined to uncover his face. However, he suddenly stopped and stood five steps away from her. "Adrian told me to train you harder than the rest. Are you that special to him?" Luna felt odd; that question was too personal for her to answer, but she answered it anyway. "I'm his mate." Merlion raised his head to stare at her. She caught a glimpse of his nose. "His mate?" He yelled; his voice was harsher than he intended it to be.

He blinked and mentally shook himself, ‘Down Canis, bad Wolf, keep your eyes on the task’ Canis growled deeply, ‘Stop ignoring it Sirius, she is our Mate’ The thought had him reeling, ‘That’s impossible, I have already Mated three times it is unheard of to Mate a fourth time’ He told his Wolf but the great silver animal shook his head, ‘That might be true but all your Mates were killed tragically by the humans, they were not strong, not true Mates. You are the Lycanthrope the most powerful Wolf in the World, you need an equally powerful Mate, a true Apex Alpha, born to lead. There is none stronger than the Lioness, she is your equal or are you afraid she is your superior?’

Liam wants to own her. Mate! His beast screamed. The beast inside him wanted to get out and take the woman somewhere they could be alone and do things to her, pleasurable things that could only be felt if you are with your destined mate. Liam swallowed an invisible lump in his throat as he stepped forward. His eyes were glued to her. Yes. He had found his mate.

She was Luna now—not because of authority alone, but because she had learned to lead with heart, tempered by the guidance instilled by Ella and the quiet strategic fire inherited from Jake. Elara, standing in her meadow, met the gaze of the man who would be her mate. The connection was immediate, a pulse that transcended words. “You are mine,” she whispered, her voice trembling with certainty, “and I am yours.” He responded with a gentle clasp of her hand, the unspoken vows of loyalty, love, and partnership vibrating between them. She felt the energy of her siblings in that moment, a silent reminder that their family was whole, even as she carved her own path as Luna of her new pack.

“She is your creator.” Leonidas gives me a genuine smile, something I have yet to see from him. The sight of it makes my heart flutter. I have thought he was attractive, but when he smiles, he is devastatingly beautiful. Right now, he looks like the prince in every book I have read, instead of the villain he has turned out to be. “That’s right. She loved us so much she gave us each a partner called a mate. Our mate is supposed to complete us. They are everything we are not and everything we need. With our mates by our side, we are stronger and happier.”

Each movement was filled with affection and warmth, a silent expression of their bond and connection. Satisfied, the lynx stepped back from his mate, allowing John to take in the scene around them. Annie, in her petite fox form, stood gracefully next to a majestic lion—Michael, with his lush mane was the emblem of the king of the jungle, his amber eyes steady on John. Annie's bushy tail wagged with excitement as her greenish-yellow eyes met John's lynx gaze, a silent exchange of camaraderie and mutual respect.

I ask suddenly, I've been wondering since I got here. "Again, just call me Flora, please. And to answer your question, a mate is a preordained soulmate chosen by a Moon Goddess. This bond is immediate and indestructible, linking the two lycan wolves emotionally, telepathically, and biologically for life," she explains. I feel a stab in my chest because Ronan and Sadie have that, and I'm the villain in the story. No wonder she hates me. "When do lycans realize this bond?" I asked.

My birthday is today…it’s my ninth year…. The Lycans were snarling, snapping at my parents. Accusing them. Something about traitors. Something about a mate. Why’s everyone talking about mates? Lycans can’t mate with werewolves. Papa fell. Then, Mama. Both of them made a horrible, wet sound. Both added to all the red. Go away. Go away.

Leon said in my head “I know Leon” “I felt some spark when you were touching mate that felt weird” “Weird?” I asked my wolf “Yeah, in a good kind of way tho, it was different from all of your other bitches” he said growling out the last word. “ maybe because she’s my mate” I reasoned “ It's our mate you jerk” he growled back “Sure she is” “Ivan, I think she’s stronger than you think, I could feel it,” Leon said

"He is your Mate.. can't you see…?! Didn't you hear anything…? What were you doing when your wolf was talking to you about meeting your mate?" Too many questions at a time for me to answer, which was I supposed to answer first? I paused, trying to analyze everything and figure out what he meant by that 'mate' talk, but I found nothing as I kept saying, "Mate..? Mate..?" I had to ask for more clarification, that's when he managed to tell me, "he's the one that the Moon Goddess has destined for you to be your life partner!" He yelled at me, and from his looks, I think he was trying to figure out how I didn't know what 'mating and matebond' was all about.