Mates Wattpad Novels & Stories

“Please, don’t.” He sighed heavily and let go of me with a huff. I almost fell to my feet but managed to lean against the wall for support. “You came to my territory! You did something to my mate!” The accusations fell from my lips, weak and desperate. “Your mate?” Liam chuckled loudly. “Are you even serious?! Haven’t you lost her? AGAIN. Do you even know that it is physically impossible to lose a mate or to forget about her? I hate to be the one who breaks it to you, Alpha Wade, but you don’t have a mate. I mean, maybe you do, somewhere in the world and one day you will meet her. But that fox isn’t the one.”

It came again, chanting "Mate, mate, mate, mate" "Shut up!" Clarisse said. "But our mate..." She placed her hands on her ears "I don't want to hear that word ever again" "We can't live without him. He's ours" She needed a distraction. They'd said it would be annoying. Was there a way to block it out? Going back to the room, she picked up the remote and turned on the speakers full blast. Noise would provide her with the distraction she needed until she calmed down. Next to the bed she slid down to the floor and buried her face between her knees. Everything was too much. What would Twila say if she was there? Simple. Weigh the pros and cons. What were the pros of being a werewolf? There was a

“Well, like I had explained earlier, and like what’s you said, mates are coined from soulmates. To know if you’re mated is like a pull to your significant other. It’s an indescribable feeling and there’s no way to miss it,” I listened to him intently, enjoying his voice with every sentence he spoke, it painted a picture in my head. I loved his voice so much, and his storytelling. It was informative and soothing to hear. “Luna is involved in the matchmaking of mates, and it only happens between werewolves. There is no limit to who you’re mated to, or the distance as well. It can also be with multiple partners as well,” “Okay…” I said, digesting all the information. Some, I already knew about,

The first page is brittle, the ink faded, but I manage to make out the opening line as I try carefully not to tear the paper: “Mates are a blessing given by the Moon Goddess. A twin soul, bestowed to lead wolves to greatness.” The words twist in my chest, a bitter irony of my situration. My husband and his mate.

Maeve My father’s pack had never been the largest or strongest, but we had been respected. Our healers were skilled, our lands fertile, and our warriors known for tracking prey across impossible distances. Then Mara disappeared. Rumors followed. Some said she had betrayed our pack. Others claimed she had become Ronan Caine’s lover and helped him murder his family. The ugliest stories said she had begged him to choose her as his Luna, then slaughtered his arranged bride when he refused.

He commanded, watching as the door slowly opened, seeing Molly enter with a tray of food, a smile forming on his face, realizing in that moment he was really hungry and that Molly knew him so well, his mouth salivating at the food she had prepared for him. Only for him to freeze in shock, when he noticed the form following behind Molly, barely registering the words Molly was speaking to him. His hands clenching into tight fists, as he tried to control his wolf, his nostrils flaring, inhaling the intoxicating scent, as it wafted towards him, unable to believe with his own eyes, that the beauty that shyly walked in, behind Molly, was his mate. Molly smirked internally, having noticed Logan's r

Jade got up and yelled, “Mate? What mate? I do not know anything about that and please just stop pushing all your nonsense down my throat!” Accius went quiet and woke Mateo up. He told him what happened then handed over control to him. He sat up on the bed and said, “Jade, please calm down, Accius did not mean to scare you.” “What?” Jade asked, confused again. He took Jade’s hand in his and said, “A mate is a soulmate, meaning that one can not live without the other and as a man, you are able to fall pregnant. Protection does not work and if you feel that you do not want to be with me then so be it other than all of that; we werewolves worship the moon goddess and she is the one who decides

she says. "I can't promise that, Celeste," I say and her eyes grow unbelievably wide. Even Mithras gets up from the chair he was sitting on. "And why not?" Mithras asks me. "I am her mate. She is my life partner. We can't stay away from each other. We will end up together somehow," I reply. "Well, the solution is very simple. You just have to reject her. The mate bond will just break and you will both move on with my your lives as if nothing ever existed between you," Celeste says.

“Mama told me.” That was true. That night, Mama told me a story instead of training. She sat on the edge of my bed, her voice soft, her hair loose around her shoulders. “Once there was a river,” she said. “It wanted to be everywhere at once, It pushed and broke its banks and flooded the land.” “What happened?” I asked. “The land didn’t fight it,” she said. “It shaped paths. Let the water move without destroying everything.” “So the river stopped?” I asked.

Maya was his mate, and he was taking her home. The hatch opened, and the ramp extended. Lex began walking, but Maya dragged behind and pulled her hand from his. He turned to see her standing with her arms hugging herself. "Aren't you coming?" he asked, his brow creasing. "But I'm not your mate," she said, ducking her face. "I don't care." His words shocked her, and she looked at him with shining eyes. "But your orders . . . your ancestors. I'm not the one they want you to have."