His Moonsilver Mate Novels & Stories

I was in my room and saw the moon hung low and heavy in the sky, casting long silver shadows over the grounds. The night air was cool, yet I couldn’t stop the nervous heat that prickled under my skin. I heard my phone buzz and picked up to see, It was Ivan who called me. I quickly answered the phone and kept my voice quiet. “Alpha Ivan.” “I know what happened there,” he said calmly and straight to the point. His voice was clipped, rough just like he always tried to hide his worry. “She’s gone with the Moonstone Alpha?” “Yes she has,” I answered softly, and looked behind making sure no one is listening to me now. “She found her mate… and he’s an Alpha. Now with him by her side she has gained

The mate bond pulses between us, demanding completion. "It's complicated," he says, voice dropping lower. "The alliance with Silver Creek has been in negotiation for years. My mating with Aria would secure territory, numbers, resources..." "So I'm just a complication. An inconvenient biological quirk." The words echo what Liam said to me two years ago, and they hurt no less now. "No." He reaches for me, his fingers grazing my cheek with unexpected gentleness. "You're my mate. The Moon Goddess chose you for me. For us."

The moon hung full and silver above them, its light turning everything to glass and shadow. Mara raised her hands for silence. “Tonight, we honor not just our victory, but our unity. We stand together because we chose to trust each other.” Her eyes turned to Lena. “We welcome our new Luna, who stood between darkness and light and chose both. Without her, this pack would not stand as one.” Lena’s throat tightened as the pack howled in unison—a deep, powerful sound that echoed through the valley. Damian turned to her, his voice low but sure. “You are my equal, Lena. My moon. My mate.”

“Do I? Alpha Asher would officially be my mate in not less than twenty-four hours and he’s acting as though I don’t even exist. Why am I not supposed to be worried?” “Because he is the Alpha and as we all know, Alphas have a lot of responsibilities. Plus, I guarantee he is planning a rare gem wedding for you and he’s only busy with the plans, that’s all,” he said in a very convincing tone before opening his arms for an embrace. “Rare gem wedding?” I repeated his words before walking up to him. I liked the kind of smile he wore as I approached him. It was the kind that made me forget all my worries especially since he was all I had after I lost my mother.

The ivory silk of my wedding dress rustled like autumn leaves as I stood before the ornate mirror in the Silver Moon Pack's bridal chamber. My reflection stared back, eyes bright with anticipation, cheeks flushed pink with excitement, dark hair cascaded in waves down my back exactly as Marcus preferred. Tonight, I would become Luna of the Silver Moon Pack. Tonight, Marcus Steele would complete our mating bond and make me his forever.

The silver light pulsed again, sealing its mark into our skin. And in that moment, realization struck me with brutal clarity. The Moon Goddess had bound me to him. My arrogant, insufferable new stepbrother who I just shared a one night stand with was my mate.

"Looking for something special, Alpha Liam?" I rubbed the back of my neck, a sheepish grin spreading across my face. "Yeah… something simple but meaningful. She deserves that much.” The sales lady placed a tray before him, the sound of metal and stones clicking softly. "These are our new arrivals—silver pendants, protection stones, and moon charms." My gaze lingered on the crescent-shaped pendant, and I felt a pang in my chest. "This one… the moonstone. It suits her." The sales lady's smile was soft, her eyes understanding. "A gift for your Luna?" I looked at the pendant, my voice low and sincere. "For my one true mate.”

Make you mine?" He said the words like he had never used them in his life then looked at me again with those eyes, a darkening blue like an ocean set to drown me. Perhaps I wouldn't mind. I shuddered at the effects of the mate bond, making me desire one of the men that had brought ruin to the southern werewolf packs. And of all of them the very worst. Ian Silvermoon. A giant of a man with pitch black hair, shoulders as long as valleys and a chest so broad it could pass as a bed where I'd lay my head and....

Filed it. "The night in the hotel," he continued, and his voice changed slightly — not much, just enough that she heard the change, a compression of something that wanted more space than he was giving it — "what happened between us had consequences I didn't anticipate. Our — connection — triggered something called a mate bond. It's a werewolf biological process. It's not supposed to be possible between a wolf and a human. It has never, in the recorded history of my kind, happened with a human." He paused. "And you're pregnant." "I'm aware," Maya said.

"I am Lyra, Silver White Luna of Starlight Pack, hidden pack, fifty wolves, hidden fifty-five years. My mother was daughter of Isabella's mother's brother. Moon Goddess told me twin Sol eighteen, my mate eighteen, we meet." Luna and Sol stared, small silver hands over mouths, glowing, feeling mate pulls, silver-white pulls, stronger than any Alpha pulls, Moon Goddess pulls, twin pulls. "Mama... Papa... Grandmother... Grandfather... they are like us... silver-white... like great-great-grandmother... like grandmother... like mother... like us..." Luna whispered. Sol touched sister's hand. "Twin mates for twin pups. First twins in hundred years get twin mates, first male and female Silver White