Human Mate Novels & Stories

Zachariah said. "And you my love, are a human. Our precious little human. Humans are different than supernatural. The body was a human female is made different than a supernatural female. There is a vast difference between them. Do not try to compare yourself with anyone. You are far more precious than them." Vladimir told her. "You might be mentally prepared for mating but physically you are not." Zachariah said. "I believe the right age of mating for humans is considered eighteen. Am I right love?" Zachariah asked her.

Damon attempted to explain. "Who is she?" Albert inquired. Damon opened his mouth after a one-minute pause, "My mate!" Albert was taken aback and couldn't believe what he was hearing. Their potential alpha Damon, the powerful king's son, the king who risked his life to build his pack, had a human mate. Thier future alpha's mate was a human known for their frailty and weakness in the werewolf world. Albert could see how much his friend yearned for his mate, so he avoided being rude and instead asked one question, "Do you love her?"

Artio, one day you will tell me why you paired me with this one. She's perfect in my eyes, beautiful, strong, mouthy, and honest. But she's also klutzy, loud, and blunt. Perfect for me but completely the opposite. Never in a million years would I have thought I would have received a human mate. But now, I wouldn't change it for the world. I have seen war and death. But nothing scares me more than my little mate. No, she's not little for a human. She's just smaller and shorter than me.

She blew some air on it and took away the plaster, displaying a nonchalant attitude towards her injuries. She came outside and sat on a bench, the evening shadows casting a contemplative veil over her features. The unexpected clash in the gym had unveiled a side of her that transcended the confines of societal judgments. The interplay of pride, prejudice, and the subtle complexities of human interaction had woven a narrative that, for a brief moment, bridged the chasm between two vastly different worlds.

He walked towards her hugging her to him " now you're all Mine ." " don't .. touch me .. please ." she said " why .. it's my right ." " it's not , you made me do everything you want without even asking me if I want it or not. " " sit down , I think you don't know what a mate is ." the both sat in the living room " a mate my sweet mate , is your other half , someone who was chosen for you before your birth , as wolves we can't live without our mates , maybe because you're human you still can't understand this but you will soon ."

The spell wasn’t going to wear off for a few more hours— at least for werewolves that’s how it works, but for humans, none of us were sure. I couldn't help but think of how this trip had been such a rollercoaster emotional ride for us. I was truly happy with meeting my mate, however, as much as I know that the Moon Goddess fated her to me, I know that I won't be able to fully accept her, ever. This is for the sole reason of her being human. Humanity is a disgrace. It is a disgrace to our kind— to Harte. There were only 5 werewolves who have human mates and the whole Harte had looked at them in disgust— I had looked at them in disgust and disgrace.

We both knew the benefits of mating with a human. " She reminds him of a she wolfs he used to have before he killed her. In his mind, this human is a reincarnation of the she wolfs he murdered, and she belongs to him. Legend has it they are a human girl of legend who will mate with wolves and produce a race of lycans, making her the mother of the new age." he said. " Any alpha wolf can take a human and produce lycans. Everyone knows that", Carter said.

The Luna's Mate stood there, hopeless, he couldn't stop Rollins, he would kill her- I knew it. I walked to him. I placed my hands softly against his back, and he inhaled sharply, letting her go. The woman held her throat, and her mate looked disappointed in her. Surely she crossed the boundary. I didn't care anymore. I wanted to go home. I've heard enough of people repeating over and over that I was human, like I didn't know that, like it was some sorth of curse.

The man whispered lowly in disbelief, the air in his lungs not able to convey the words perfectly. "Oh for fuck's sake," Ulrich muttered and slammed his hands into his hair. Cursed again. "Another human mate. Why am I not fucking surprised." He growled again. Cursed again, more viciously than before. Mate. Human mate. Well, this complicated things considerably.

"I don't know, that spot has been itching really badly and stinging on the inside." Adepe rubbed the sponge on her body, and a low sigh left his lips. "Little wife-" He turned her head to have her look at him. "-Do you, by any chance, know about the word "mate" for non-humans?" "Huh?" Loreen blinked her eyes in confusion and slowly shook her head. "No." "Well... let me explain to you then." He gently turned her around to have her facing him and placed her head on his chest. "A mate for non-humans is like a soulmate, but stronger than that."