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“Finally you can hear me, I’m trying to connect with you for at least 10 minutes.” What do you mean mate, Ari? We don’t have a mate. And you can’t smell one before I shift in a werewolf for the first time.” “Alpha Noah is our mate, he smells delicious. Mmmm, pineapple and morning dew. Our mate.” This had to be a joke, this can’t be true. Alpha Noah is my mate, I’m pregnant for 10 weeks, my parents will kill me the second I walk back to their house, and I’m currently lying in the hospital.

he moans as my tongue eagerly licks him. I love teasing my Alpha. End Book 3 The Trackers soulmate!! PLEASE REVIEW AND LEAVE ME COMMENTS. I LOVE HEARING YOUR OPINIONS

He is very attractive. I read in an old book my father gave me and heard from the Omegas that have mates, that fated mates are the moon goddess’ will and that they are the other half of our souls. Our mates are supposed to complete the other’s life and complement each other. It’s supposed to be an unconditional love. I can believe it too. My father may not love or want me, but I have seen how he looks at Jules. It’s unconditional. When I was younger, I used to dream about having that kind of love. To be cherished, WANTED. I never thought I would be either, so imagine my surprise that Alpha Cullen turns out to be my mate.

I smiled, stabbing my fork into my food. “i don't know if you are interested but my brother is single, hasn't found his mate yet and you are totally his type…” Micah said but Jethson stopped him. “He is not interested” Jethson rejected on my behalf, his tone was strict “Let him talk for himself” Kira huffed then turned to me, “He is very nice and a good Alpha” My eyes drifted to Jethson who is now frowning, “I…I… I don't think.i am not interested” I said, I saw relief washed through Jethson's face.

Even though she wasn't William's actual mate, being regarded as such felt undeniably good. "Wow, you're real!" the person exclaimed. "Most of us have never seen you, so we were starting to believe that our Alpha finding his actual mate, and not some political match, was just a rumor." "Indeed, I am very real and eager to see my mate. Could you please direct me to his study?" Natasha replied, adding a touch of pride to her words. "Yeah, sure, it’s right up there, then turn left. I’m Daphne," she said, extending her hand.

The alpha stood tall, a menacing figure, surrounded by his packmates. "You killed my pack," Torrez growled. "You killed my mate. And now, I'm going to make you pay!" The rogue alpha snarled in response, his eyes flickering with dark amusement. "Well, well," he said. "The little beta has come to seek revenge. How cute. I'm impressed you can still stand after the fight."

Oh they definitely were fucking with me. “That's not even possible I only slept with you guys.” Gabe sighs and slaps Byron. “Byron over here is Alpha of all Alphas, being such, he would have to have his mate to be able to produce a child. Only mates of Alpha of all Alphas can take his knot. When he finished his wolf Obsidian took over and knotted with you. That's why we called the doc to check on you.” I looked at them, I felt overwhelmed, this is all too much. I walk toward the window and start pacing in front of it.

She had no fucking clue it was me. I shifted in my seat, my cock already half-hard at the memory. Last night she had been drunk, clumsy, adorably eager, and so goddamn innocent it had taken every ounce of willpower I possessed not to bend her over and claim her properly. The mate bond had slammed into me the second her friend pushed her into my arms. It was sharp, undeniable, and completely inconvenient. A human. My professor. And a virgin, if her hesitant, wide-eyed reactions were anything to go by. I was supposed to be keeping a low profile this final semester before I took on full Alpha Prince duties. One last taste of freedom. One night of anonymity behind a mask. Instead, I had found my

I collapsed fully this time, clutching at my heart as the realization hit me with brutal force. Mate. The Alpha’s mate. “No,” I whispered, terror choking the word. “Please… no.” Gasps rippled through the crowd. Fear. Shock. Disbelief. Alpha Kael stepped forward, towering over me. He crouched, fingers lifting my chin with a grip that was firm, possessive, inescapable. “So this is fate’s joke,” he murmured. “A submissive.” His thumb brushed my jaw, and my body reacted instantly, traitorous, humiliating. My wolf whimpered, bowing to his presence.

Chapter 5 Naja “Naja, come quick,” my brother Kyle says telepathically as I rushed from my office. Relief fills me, paperwork spilling along my desk forgotten in my haste to escape. It was the part of being Alpha I detested the most. Give me murderous wolves any day. Anything but paperwork. Maybe the problem was the pack and their insipid need to complain about everything under the moon. Goddess, forgive me, but sometimes I dreamed of ripping each one of their throats out every time they insist that Micah would have granted their stupid request.