His Mate But Not His Luna Novels & Stories

Olivia lied. She had no other choice but to come up with a bad, but believable lie. What would Logan and the others think of her if she were to plain out tell everyone her eyes sought out the man, who stood at her side as her brother, just to betray her trust by claiming her as a mate? Olivia wasn’t her Luna, and she wouldn’t be. No matter how hard Noah could try to claim her, even if he did it over and over again, she wouldn’t give in. There was no pull between them, despite the mark on her neck that was supposed to prove her something different.

"What does that mean? What does a Luna do? Better yet, what was she to him?" "She was his mate," he answered. "She was the one that our goddess chose for him. Each of us has a mate, only sometimes they don't always find each other, but they usually do." "So, that's like a girlfriend?" He gave me a strange look. "You could say that."

His words were like a raging inferno, scorching everything in their path. "If you don't want a man to be your Luna, You have two options: first, abandon my pack and go rogue. The second demand was clear as day: "the acceptance and reverence of the mate as an equal to their significant other's standing." Killan's words dripped with authority. His words sparked a fresh start in the next generations of the pack's journey. In this pack, there exists one and unparalleled Luna, none other than Ackerly.

A small smile formed on his face as he said, “You might tire yourself out with me if you keep that mentality.” “Why?” I met his gaze straight. “Do you intend to keep helping and complimenting me for a long time?” “Yes. For a very long time,” he replied, his eyes sincere and filled with that same unknown emotion from earlier. I playfully shoved at his shoulder, pushing him away, unable to tolerate the intensity of his gaze. “You better stop it when you find your Luna.” “Well, we never know who my Luna may be.” I gave him a narrowed look, as if he was indicating even I could be his Luna. But how could I be? I was a human, and I was pretty sure his mate had to be the same species as him.

I wanted something close to what they had. “Maybe your Luna lives somewhere far away,” he said and I sighed. I have been waiting for ages to get my mate and my subordinates want a Luna and haven't found her yet. “Or maybe you could be mateless,” he said seriously, which could be possible. “What!”

I disregard his earlier question as I scanned the area with my eyes. Where was she? I swear I could smell her. Her scent was Invading my head, messing my senses in a way that infuriated me, because I rarely had anything on my mind which bothered me. But she… I hadn't met her, but she was all I could think of all night. It was either she was really good at hiding or she doesn't even realize it. The moon goddess better not have given me a weakling for a mate. I am an Alpha King. I will not make a weak pussy my Luna.

“You left with the female Alpha, Raven, to goddess knows where after disappearing for days. I only assumed you didn't want me anymore and left before you chased me away. I guess I can only be grateful that you deemed it fit to come save me.” I lift up my chin and glare at him. What's worse is that I wouldn't fault him. He probably realized that I wasn't his mate after all. Raven would be an amazing mate and a better Luna than I could ever be. I blink back the tears that are gathering in my eyes. He looks at me for a long moment before a slow smile spreads across his face. One of his broad hands skim down my thighs and hooks my leg around his waist, bringing my center flush against him. “Are

All she had wanted… was him. “I—” Her voice cracked. “Quentin, this bond is real. You feel it too. You have to.” She was begging now. She didn’t care. But Quentin only threw his head back and laughed. “You think I’d ever accept you?” He stepped closer, his shadow looming over her. “I already have a mate. A real mate. Someone worthy of me. Looks like even immortals make mistakes.” Then, a soft, mocking giggle echoed in the air.

I hear a snicker. "You made your mate call you Alpha?" The brown haired man smirks. I can easily tell they're brothers, not only because I was told but because of the resemblance. "Am I not the Alpha?" Alpha Hughes growls. "Jack, you're the Alpha, but she's your mate, the Luna. You guys are equal." Alpha Hughes's brother points out. "Shut up, Philip." Alpha Hughes rolls his eyes. Well, at least there's a name for this nameless brother, Philip. The ride to the restaurant is short and awkward. No one tries to talk. I certainly have nothing to say.

"This is your one chance, Everly. To leave this pack with some dignity. Because once I am Luna, I won't allow you to stay here." My heart stops in my chest, but I do my best to keep my face smooth. "Killian is my true mate," she continues, "I made a mistake by choosing another over him when we first met, but now, I can see only I am worthy of standing by his side and running the second strongest pack in the nation." I can't help myself, a laugh slips out. She glares at me, and I can tell I've irritated her. Her face is so expressive, every emotion clear, especially to those of us who weren't charmed by her.