Novel & Cerita Mami Wata Story

Miatta Mates? It couldn't be. Could it? I let go of his shirt, trying to meditate on his unbelievable words. I was a werewolf and he was a demonic lycan. We had nothing in common: he, a cowardly prince and me, a princess turned slave. It couldn't be possible that the Moon Goddess would be that unfair to me. We were on good terms, mostly. Yet my head spun with multiple possibilities, a tiny part of me taking his words as truth, especially the part about losing my soul. My mother and I had made a conversation out of the topic of mates once. Although I had been partially embarrassed and partially impatient to return to a swordfight practice with my brothers, I got a few things from what she had

I hated it. From the very beginning, I knew I would not be falling for this sham. When I was younger, my mother would tell me how mates make each other stronger and how mates complete each other. She believes that without mates, werewolves are just as good as humans – powerless and mediocre. She would tell me how there is not one failed mate story on the face of the earth. I believe it is because the members of this community fulfill the ritual for religious purposes. I believe mates get used to each other, rather than truly falling in love. But of course, I never debated with my mother about this. Her beliefs when it comes to the blessings of the Goddess are pretty strong.

~AURORA POV~ Jacob said everything to my mother, from start to finish. The moments in my dreams with the Lord of Hell and the vision of Selene "Oh my god!" Mom sounded while breaking the silence— she must be scared. "That means Satan has finally come to know about you." My mom looked at me before sharing a look with Jacob. He nodded his head in response. "He wants to be mated with her to take her powers into him and rule the world—Aurora is a masterpiece for him." Jacob explained the rest of the things.

I could never get any word out, I always listened with rapt attention whenever Nana told this particular tale as though my life depended on it, not wanting to miss out on any detail. "This is bullshit, Nana! Why did he do that? That was uncalled for. He can't go against the moon goddess or whatever they called her. I don't believe in any of the crap but I know for sure that mates are destined for each other, just like soulmates. Again, I think Ares was an ass." Ama was sixteen but had the foul mouth of an angry seventy-five-year-old lady. No one liked to get on her bad side. Nana and I watched with smiles on our faces as she got ready to stand up and storm off like the other times we were to

she says. "Holy Shit" I curse. Io that is the name of our mother. She was forced to birth us all and leave us here. She was turned into a monster and forced to breed them. I feel my fury rise as I think about what all of this means. The room has gone quiet in all the shock from what Magma has revealed. So many children left in the world. Left without hope just waiting in the dark. No wonder so many of us ended up lost. "Also, I have been told that each of us has a mate out there in the world. I maybe the first to find mine, but I definitely wont be the last" She says with a silent note of promise in her tone.

“What are you saying? My…my…my mother is a wolf not a witch so how can she…” “Your mother is a witch and a wolf, she’s an hybrid originated from the great hybrid family….” “What?”

Willow The reflection in the window lets me see him roll his eyes. He presses his lips together and shoves his hands in his pockets, deep in thought. As I start to draw, he quietly asks me a question “What do you know of mates, little wolf?” “That it’s a load of bullshit. Something designed years ago by some Moon Goddess as a way to keep blood lines going. That’s what my father told me.” “And?” I sigh, pivoting the chair back around to face him. Barely tolerating the pain that spasms down my back.

Without my Mother's guidance, they felt exposed, unsure of what dangers lurked beyond the safety of their den. One fateful night, the night my Mother gave birth to me and as the pack slept beneath the watchful gaze of the stars, a threat descended upon them like a shadow. Wolves, driven by hunger and desperation, encroached upon their territory, their eyes glinting with malice. My Mother stirred from her slumber, her senses tingling with a sense of foreboding.

He patiently waits for a few seconds until the call finally connects. "And to whom do I owe this miracle, the moon goddess or someone else?" Maite mocks from the other side. "Have you finally remembered that I exist? Do you want to send someone from the other side, a powerful alpha?" That makes Ragnar growl. Maite is a renegade of the Claro de Luna pack, but she chose to be one for very personal reasons that Ragnar fully understood when he found out. He never lost sight of her anyway and they were always in contact. She ran away from her abusive father when she had just turned 16. She had been systematically abused by him since she was much younger, and one day she couldn't take it anymore a

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.