Novel & Cerita My Mate Has 2 Wolves

His well-sculpted muscles rippled as he stood up and smiled at me. My heart tightened and something deeper within resonated with it. As I looked into his eyes, I felt the bond-the real reason I hadn’t run. My wolf howled and I knew. The wolf hunter was my second chance mate.

Drake said with a mocking tone. Alright. I confess. I want to be with her all the time. I want to see her, I don't even want to get my eyes off of her. Whenever she's around and I can smell her scent my wolf will go crazy. And its really fucking hard for me to control him. I am a werewolf, Drake and Kurt also. We only have one mate/soulmate for our whole existence,and once we found who's our mate the wolf inside of us will go crazy to mark her. But I have to control my wolf for some reasons.

sounds weird to me, but I nod and thank him anyway. Our pack is too small to fight a war from all sides right now, all the boys nod their heads in agreement and we make our way to leave the bar. As we are heading out before we have even reached the door I smell her, that scent like roses and honey, brings me home, makes my wolf come up to the surface and I feel my eyes go from blue, green to cobalt blue instantly, scanning for her. I can’t help it, my wolf is in need. It’s a whisper, but I hear him say the words, I didn’t think I’d ever hear, “Mate! Our mate is gone. Find mate”!

Running to his side, I see two wolves pouncing on one large red wolf. “Gross,” I snap, and look away, quickly putting it together. Given how late it must be, they’re probably coming back from being in the woods. Wasting no time apparently. The worst part is over, now they’re just in their post bliss. I can only hope whatever Rowan said to my brother did the trick, and all is well. “Guess their wolves won out, they must have mated in wolf form,” Tate says, pulling me into him. I make a face as I feel my heavy boobs practically talking to me. Time to nurse.

Inside his mind, his wolf is howling. “Mate!” His wolf Mayern yelps. “Damien, our mate is here! Our second chance mate!” Mate? No! This cannot be! He has only one mate and she is dead. Yet, he cannot resist the tug of the mate bond. How can this happen? Second chance mates are nothing but myths! There are very few instances when people find their second chance mate after they are rejected or their former mate dies. There are stories that comatose wolves who lost their mates can rise from their state if their second chance mate appears.

he answers, still looking at me as if he just told me that I had only two months left to live. “Huh?” is all I’m able to push out as I freeze on the spot. Shrugging, he takes a file from the pile sitting on his desk and opens it. “It’s strange that a wolf wouldn’t want to communicate with her mate, even if she was overwhelmed with the situation. They are feisty beings and can surely handle their primary instincts less effectively than we would be able to. So, I had my men do a little research, and as my adviser got everything they gathered, it was quite easy to add two and two together.”

“Do you think it’s possible to have another mate? A second chance at it?” Damien glanced at her, his expression thoughtful. “I don’t see why not. But I also think wolves put too much emphasis on this mate stuff. Wolves have happy relationships, build families, and thrive without mates all the time.” He paused before turning the question on her. “Do you think it’s possible to have a second mate?” She hesitated, chewing on her lip. “I believe it is. If we can have one mate, why not another? But… I’ve never heard of it happening before.”

My wolf screamed inside of me, recognizing him as our mate. "What the hell does that mean? Does that mean we have two—" Raven interrupted me before I could finish my speech. "Yes, darling, we have two mates," she commented and continued. "This one seems okay, compared to the bully we just met." I blew out a long breath, unable to keep up with the day’s wild rollercoaster of emotions, but it seemed like my second mate was indeed nice, because he stared at the back of the book and proceeded to pick another one and then another, until he was drawing closer to me.

I sigh, placing my plate still half full on the counter, my mood shifting with this conversation. “Albot and I have been training for two years with Atticus, The wolves of Bloodmoon and the wolves from Silver Crystal Crescent. The only other step now is to form a pack and take back my throne.” I answer Marcie, feeling Albot wrap his arm around me and pull me to his side. Since the first night I felt the disrespect to the mate bond and Narin fucked another wolf, Albot has become my confident and best friend. The wolf may be six years older than me, but the care he has given to me even after the years he spent abused by hunter makes me appreciate this heavily tattooed six foot seven wolf.

Leaving one wolf begin I could see he was frighten, before he could get away I grab him by his neck and snap it making him become lifeless I threw him to the ground. The two wolves looked at me, then he went behind the tree and shifted, when they came out I saw that they were two woman, an older one and younger one. That when I pick up on a wonderful scent of raspberries, I could feel my mouth watering I looked over to the young woman there when I caught her beauty and suddenly the words escape my mouth “Mate”. I rush over to greet her but was stop by the older woman, she places my mate behind her.