Mami Wata Stories Novels & Stories

her mum started as she took a seat beside her little child's bed "Long ago in a small town, they give humans as sacrifice to a creature called the werewolf, it was said to be a sacrifice so that the creature will not harm the rest of the humans in the town, but later on humans found out that the elders lied to them, it was no sacrifice it was a different situation, few of the werewolves had mates in the human world..' "What are mates?" The little Mira asked "Mates are like the soulmate you know from your princess story books" her mother used the earliest way to explain it for her and she immediately understood

"Twitching. Hungry. Controlled by something else." The cloth in Marta's hands fell to the floor. "Corrupted," she whispered. "After all these years..." "What?" Selene grabbed her arm. "Marta, what?" Marta looked at her like she was seeing something she'd hoped never to see again. "There are stories," she said slowly. "Old stories, from before Blackthorn existed. About hunters who didn't hunt with weapons. Who used magic to twist wolves into monsters. To use them as weapons against packs they wanted destroyed."

Nolan watched everything more surprised than Mia. Alfa Derick cleared his throat. “Better start.” Mia's mother let go of her, began to pace—as she always did when she was nervous—and began: "I grew up moving around a lot. I always believed it was because of my father's love of watching exotic birds. But when I was eight, I heard the story for the first time from my grandmother, his mother. She told me that we, the Santis, were not normal. We were descendants of the second son of the moon goddess. In the past, we were beings who could transform into white wolves with incredible powers. But because of this, we awakened the greed of both wolves, who forced us to marry them even when they weren'

She knew this story by heart but still, she wanted to hear it every single night. Mother sighed heavily. She didn't want to tell her the same story again but Luna always insisted to listen to it every single night. "Many centuries ago, there were equal numbers of male and female wolves in the world unlike now. Werewolves lived happily with their mates." Mother began the story. The little girl closed her blue eyes basking in enjoyment. "What is mate mama," Luna asked still keeping her eyes closed. Her mother was not surprised but annoyed at her daughter's question. She had already explained to her about mates a thousand times before. Yet she always asked the same question.

"You live in a CW show." I laugh under my breath. "Tell me about it." After a beat, his voice softens. "Alright. Jokes aside, this is big. If what you’re saying is true, something major is going on. I’ve never heard of a vampire-werewolf double mate situation, but I’ll start digging. Maybe it’s buried deep in old vampire history. Something forgotten or… covered up." "Thanks," I murmur, feeling the weight finally lift a little. "I knew I could count on you."

Roland pressed. She looked shaken, and Elena hated that because Gail never looked shaken. “When Maria and I were children, our grandmother told us stories,” Gail said slowly. “Old witch stories. Not werewolf legends.” “About what?” Elena asked. “The beginning.” The room seemed to quiet around her. “Wolves tell the story differently. They say the Moon Goddess gifted wolves their strength, their hierarchy, their connection.” “She did,” Roland said. Gail nodded. “Yes. But witches believe there was one before the packs.”

He answered and I rolled my eyes. "He does not even seem ecstatic about it at all." He said and we sighed. He must be scared to accept considering how our Luna died. "But he should for the pack." I added and they shook their heads. "You don't know how the mate bond works. I am very sure he will be fighting off every feelings of his to keep her in there. The mate bond is not just there. It is attraction. It is death." My father said while my mother nodded in agreement and I shook my head gently.

Harvey pointed to the book and continued: “Vampires are the most loyal and highly intelligent species in the world, they mate for the first and only time with their mate. The male usually gives the female his blood to drink to nourish the fetus in the female's abdomen. The fetus that is nourished by the blood of the turbid breed who is also the biological father will grow up healthy and can mature normally, thereby creating a new generation of Vampires.” “Females during pregnancy often lose consciousness and only act on instinct and those females can only stay close to their partner, their partner is also the male - the father of the child in the womb has given them blood. Females have a fea

She gathered little children between ages five to nine the night after every full moon to tell us stories, and those nights were the ones I enjoyed the most in Silent Moon pack. ‘Many, Many, Many years ago. Thousands of years before any of us was born, the earth was dominated by shifters,' she’d started ‘Sorcerers, wizards, vampires, and so many more. But amongst others were the Werewolves and great Lycanthropes,' I still remember the smile on her face whenever she told us that story, and all the dramatic gestures she made with her hands as she did. Everyone loved Madam Cora, and she’d died by my father’s sword.

Mom continues. I feel an anger bubble inside me. That girl has always been so capricious since she was a kid. She thinks life is adventure and rainbows. She's fucking pathetic. She doesn't understand that she is a pure white wolf, one of a kind and that the crown's enemies are after her. There are all sorts of myths surrounding her wolf. Others believe they shall live forever or have more power if they drink the blood. All nonsense myths, but she is special. Protection has always been tight around her since she got her wolf at eighteen.