Nine Beast Mates Novels & Stories

She was saddened by the very thought of it. "Mates are soul mate, the other half of your soul. The one who you are destined to be with." Mother explained. She liked how her daughter's face brighten whenever they talked about mate. It was a rare sight to see Luna smile because her childhood wasn't as normal as other children. She wasn't allowed to play with anyone. The worst part was she wasn't even allowed to leave her house. "Please, continue the story mama." She said in an eager voice. Mother smile as she continued the story. "As time passed, many wolves started rejecting their mate and choose someone else. This made the moon goddess very angry."

But, just hearing this foreign woman's words made him almost lose control because the honesty of those words seemed to pierce his heart. As a werebeast, a mate for werebeast descendants means a lot, especially a mate who is a soul-bound mate like this woman to him. Werebeast Alpha will do anything for their mate. Werebeast Alpha could not only mate with Werebeast Omega but they could also mate with other races in Sulime Realm, but getting a soul-bound mate like himself with this young woman was rare. So far, according to Lindens' memories, only his ancestors caused the Olun family to become cursed with soul-bound mates.

"But what about the rest of the time? Surely you have to go work or something. What about then?" Kor held back some of his glee that she finally spoke as if she intended to bond with him. He needed to tread carefully now. "There will be other mates for you to befriend, earthlings like yourself and females of other species who have been mated." "So I'm not the only one?" she queried. "No, there are many like you who have been chosen to leave their home worlds and become mates to the males on ours." "Why?"

This particular avenue, however, might be a bit too complicated. "Even if I did agree to this deal, I don't see how we could fake a mating bond. It's an extremely intimate thing. Mates are all touchy-feely, they don't spend a minute apart, they smell each other, they wear each other's marks and they have some kind of link that helps them sense each other's mood. How in the hell could we ever fake a metaphysical connection like that?" "We'll only need to fake it when anyone outside my pack is around, and that won't be often. Knowing that your freedom from being a target depends on this should help you dramatically with your acting skills."

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

She asked breaking the hug. “ No! There have two types of mates here. One is the most common mate, which everyone can get when they attention Pairing ceremony. They feel they will be perfect to have a physical bond, making a family, like giving birth, raising them, and supporting their mate physically. But there has another type of mate which we said was chosen by the moon goddess. It's rare and magical. The mates become physically and mentally involved with each other. They share their all emotions and their inner wolves with no secrets. "

Mate can wait. We had just reached the cabin after the celebration back home. Thankfully, my mate was not in the pack. I want a mate, no doubt in that, but it just gets a bit messy. I see my pack members with their mates they love them endless, ready to even die and kill for their mates. They turn into soft love sick puppy and me...I don't need all this as of now. It was just four of us. Me, my soon-to-be beta Dylan, my gamma, Hunter and my head warrior, Wayne. We are thick of friends, all still without mates.

The Crimson Summit pack is, after all, known to be home of great wolves. "I didn't say I will not fulfill my duties as your mate," I explained. "I just think mating after meeting days ago, mating right a way is a good idea. I didn't say I wasn't gonna fulfill my duties as luna, I just need time to getting myself lined up. I didn't say I won't give you an heir, I just don't like how you view me as a baby making machine when I am your mate. Didn't you say mates were supposed to stand by each other at all costs?"

Wanting to be loved by him and wanting nothing more than him. She wanted to confess her love for him and serenade him with Her words but that wasn't what she managed to say. The only words that managed to come out of her mouth was, “what?” “What do you mean she is your mate?” The beta spoke as he snapped the both of them out of their reverie. “Well it appears that she is my chosen. The one the moon goddess had selected for me”. He neutered with distance under his breath. Mora couldn't figure out why he was being so cold to her. She had been told that for most people when they met their mates it was as though they were having a love at first sight encounter and yet it appeared almost as thoug

"What happens if you haven't found your mate then?" He released a slow breath. "I have to pick a compatible female to be my mate." He smirked a little wickedly. "The elders have this whole idea of organizing a competition of sorts." "A w-what?" I stuttered, not sure I had heard him right. They were going to let shewolves enter a competition to mate with him? "Don't sound so surprised," He laughed. "It's happened before." "I think you like the idea of females competing against each other to mate with you," I said a little accusingly.