Male On Feral Novels & Stories

“Which is…in my opinion, even more suspicious than if there were.” “Why is that?” Merari asked. “Feral’s are called feral for a reason,” said Valene impatiently. “They’re mindless and they’re utterly controlled by their appetite for whatever they have a taste for. You of all people should know that.” there was obvious bitterness in her voice as she said this. Merari, instead of responding to her daughter, shifted her gaze, took a deep breath and looked at me. I could tell that she was upset by Valene’s harshness toward her. She was trying to tread lightly.

So I think she'd understand," he said calmly. I knew folk lore about it, usually within the day of meeting a fated mate. Mates mark one another. If they don't, the woman would enter a continuous heat cycle, going feral for her mate until she's marked. But she is pregnant and a heat cycle won't come around until after the birth of our daughter, and she'll have my mark before then. Men, they go feral. Nothing will stop them from getting to and marking their mate. They become aggressive and unhinged. Unmarked males have torn apart villages to get to their mates. I do not think I would have that problem here, but if it doesn't happen soon, then I may hurt her in that state.

Colin chimed in. Me, Stephan, Colin, Jade, Jared, Dad, Gramps, and Max moved our positions to circle the "leader" of the ferals. We all growled back at him and snapped our teeth to show we will not back down. We have the feral trapped. He can't take down all eight of us at once, right?

“I brought my mate.” Murmurs erupted. “A human cannot be Luna,” another elder snapped. “The land will reject her.” “She carries no wolf,” said a third. “No lineage.” Ares smiled. It was not kind. “You presume too much,” he said. Varrek narrowed his eyes. “Is it true the bond is feral?” The chamber stilled. Ares’s silence was answer enough. Several alphas shifted uneasily. “That kind of bond has not existed for centuries,” Varrek pressed. “It is unstable. Dangerous. You risk losing control.”

The feral stood up and launched an attack on me again but I kicked his stomach and threw a punch at his face again. I dodged the incoming blow and kicked the second feral on his front paws. As his paws dropped to the ground, I wasted no time and hit the back of his neck. The last feral stood with his eyes wide open as he glared at me. His lips twitched into a smirk. With clenched fists, I lifted my legs and hit them specifically on his stomach. He fell onto the ground and stood up, just as I had landed a punch on his face.

Forgetting that I had company, I kept on pinching until a hand pulled my fingers away from my face. I looked up to see Dylan with a slightly amused expression on his face. "You are not dreaming." He said. I nodded. " So, do you believe us?" Ryan dragged out. "Yeah, yes. I guess I do. And that mate stuff, could we go through it as well. I mean, does it happen the way books says. Mating and marking and the ceremony?" I asked. They nodded." But, doesn't it seem weird. Me being with two men. Mate, mating, it is almost the same as marriage." I explained.

one commented and I frowned. “Why are they scared of her?” Roy asked softly to one of his friends and I must say, I don’t know either. “She is known as the Feral in our world,” a rogue close by and we all looked at him. “What does her nickname have anything to do with you all fearing her?” Roy asked and he is sounding like all the other males that is underestimating her. “She is known as teh Feral because no one can control her. She is wild both in bed and in a fight. She has no rules adn can stand on her own. She has no equal. She is deadly with her weapons,” another spoke on the opposite cell.

“Please stay away from me! Leave me alone!” Tears welled up in my eyes. The rogue who nudged me with his foot leaned over me with a cruel smirk and said, “You don’t really want us to go, little omega. Smell your scents. Your body wants us all to satisfy you.” Would I even survive all of them? Could my body handle so many males trying to put out the fire of my heat? It would surely kill me. “No!” I cried out again, hoping to attract the attention of some of my warrior wolves. They wouldn’t recognize me immediately and I could be out of there quickly.

He did not just run off, while running he was sniffing the air. Mate That girl is his mate. A human is their alpha's mate, what will the pack say about this, what if his enemies hear about this? Too many damn questions but no single answer.

“He survived it. He survived her. He survived the fact that you let this happen under your watch—and now you want to punish him for breathing?” Silence. Then the twin on the right leaned forward, dark eyes trained on us like he’d been waiting for the chance to speak. “I don’t see the point in punishing someone for staying alive,” he said, voice smooth, expression tight. “He was stalked. Drugged. Targeted. Set up by his own mate. Just because a rejected mate went feral doesn’t mean Mr Adams should carry her crimes.” He turned to his brother, then flicked a glance at the councilwoman beside them. Smirked. The kind of grin that could talk people out of secrets or into bed.