Mating In Captivity Novels & Stories

Alphas are able to impregnate omegas with INCREDIBLY HIGH SUCCESS RATE, but they have the LOWEST SUCCESS RATE when it comes to getting pregnant. OMEGAS are looked down upon for their rank being the lowest. Since ALPHAS have very low fertility rate, if the mated pair are BOTH ALPHAS, they usually just get an OMEGA to carry a pup for them. This, of course, requires trust from both parties. But there are mated pairs (both alphas) who, of course, take risks to breed on their own despite this and succeeds.

Once the waitress takes our orders, she scurries off to grab our drinks while we look at the menu. The next thirty minutes are spent with Graven filling me in on his plans for a mating ceremony with Anisa. Mating ceremonies are nothing more than overrated celebrations. It’s a huge party to celebrate the newly mated couple. A lot of times, they will mark one another in front of everyone. Sometimes the male will only mark the female as females don’t have to mark their male mates. The bond will form only when the male marks the female. Female marking males are more or less to show equality among the couple or symbolic. I don’t know how Graven went from a male who refused to have a mate to wanti

“I knew of some males in the facility that bonded females. They did a lot of breeding tests because they wanted more babies they could control and test.” Anger filled me as memories flooded my mind of the things I had seen. Vanya’s soft touch snapped me back to reality. I blinked at her. “Did they ever succeed?” “No.” “Good.” My eyes darted over her face and then focused on her lips. “A bond is formed by a bite and then sharing blood. The more blood is shared, the stronger the bond gets.” “And when you’re not with your mate when a bond is first started, you get really sick,” she whispered.

I couldn’t sit still in my chair either, Lucille pushing me to stand to enter the crowd and find whoever it was who smelled so fucking good. “Mate,” she insisted, making me pause, sucking in a breath of air. It wasn’t likely. It was becoming incredibly rare to find your fated mate. Our numbers had dwindled so greatly, most people over the last few years have taken chosen mates when they hit their mid twenties, accepting that their fated was probably already dead.

Zalu explains sadly, and I want to throw up. The image she has painted in my mind is awful. Now I know how serious these fights can get and I can't do anything to protect my Capt. "The Froles still haven't learned. They mate with each other 97% of the time," Xiu whispers, and Zalu gives her a sad smile.

“Well then we are just going to have to explore that choice in more depth, aren’t we? But as this is really a sure thing, you will be sharing my apartments as we don’t want any incidents or misunderstanding as I become more attached to you.” “You can’t be serious.” “In pack life when mates are normally found we settle into mated life with little to no preamble. We aren’t like humans we don’t need to pull apart our potential mates or take them on a test drive. Normally what you see is what you get. Part of the magic of true mates is that there are never badly mated pairs. Only pairs resistant to either each other or resistant to the fact that they are mated. I have only seen one pair that a

Even though Yasmine is a mated female, if another male spends enough time with her doing what Valentino is doing, there is more of a chance that she will go into heat and conceive. It is rare but it can happen and knowing Valentino has a breeding camp and he knows how they work, I wouldn’t be surprised if he intends to give her the same hormone drugs they use on all the females within a breeding camp. It is how they get their female bodies to go into heat, as that is the best guarantee that they will once again conceive immediately after giving birth to their current pup.

“Okay, I’ll come with you.” I wished there was more enthusiasm in her voice, but I would take what she gave me right now. Mating was different for everyone. There were couples who were able to fight the impulse to mate, but that was usually down to the fact one of them were already in a relationship with someone else. In our case, I and Emma, she had been hurt in the past, and she did not trust the natural instinct to mate, when we did finally mate, there would be no way to deny each other.

The past i “Victor, this isn’t right. We aren’t mated.” Her eyes were shaky as she looked around them, her back to the wall as she looked up at him. “What are you so afraid of? Who cares about being mated when I love you and no one else?” Victor stepped closer, his yellow eye looking into her black ones, his left hand on the wall, trapping her. “But our status is different.” “Who cares about our statuses when we love each other?”

"Plan your gangbang when we're awake and I'm not around. Some of us don't exactly have the privilege of being with our mate." "Sorry." Marc wondered how Jaxon survived the separation. He'd heard of some mated pairs going a little crazy when they were apart too long. It was also why matings with more than one male were encouraged because it meant one could always keep the female company if the other had to leave for any length of time for work or other matters. Depression was something they had to watch for otherwise. He wondered if the fact that Jaxon had only exchanged bites with Bailey and not sex allowed him to cope. That or he's got a wicked grip on his hand by now.