Noble Fates Wiki Novels & Stories

Luna Ava from the Moonridge pack asked, and I gave a negative response. She was facing a situation similar to Emily's. She lived with her husband and his Fated mate. Her husband, James, declined to reject his fated partner because he understood it would diminish his wolf's strength. He compelled Ava to approve to it, and she had been living unhappily as a heavy drinker ever since. "You must show courage, Olivia. It won't improve. My bed turned cold three years ago. Now, they have offspring, and it's almost as if I'm invisible. Meetings are the only thing I'm ever useful for," she said, then took a large sip of her wine.

We weren't just running a five-month sprint to a delivery room; we were in a nine-month chess match against a shadow prince who was waiting for the perfect cosmic alignment to steal our child. "We aren't going to sit here and wait for his eclipse," Kazan growled, leaning heavily over the map table, his dominant alpha presence filling every corner of the archives. "Vane gave us a list of names. High-ranking Fae nobles within the Winter Court who have already taken Oberon's dark oath. They think they are invisible ghosts hidden inside the King's palace, but they are about to find out how ruthless a wolf pack can be."

I asked, sounding sulky. Novalie—Mother's third daughter, known as Noblete, the Goddess of Marriage—was the sister-in-law of Alpha King Azarius, with Prince Atticus as her husband and mate. She spoke gently. "She's tied up with Luna Queen duties at the moment. She may arrive later than expected."

She said but she swallowed as his look felt like he was reading right through her soul. “You seem to enjoy falling”. He said but she remained silent. Alpha George rushed towards them and spoke. “Forgive her alpha Urian, this is Haven, the daughter of my beta and best friend, Micheal”. He said and Urian looked at her as something Valerie said suddenly clicked. “The moon goddess might have seen something in you and given you a mate. If you have a mate, it has to be her”. Urian moved closer to Haven but for some reason, she couldn't move an inch.

“It’s true. You have mated with her.” Murmurs erupt in the room once more. The man to the left of Gabriel steps forward. He was younger than Gabriel and had black hair that hung just above his eyes. The look he gave me held nothing but disgust. “There is only one thing to do, Gabriel. We cannot have a human as our future Luna.” Gabriel runs a hand through his full beard. “That would be a last resort. Do you not think it’s wise, Luke, to figure out who this girl is before condemning her to death? She might not be human.” Gabriel points out.

I should have no use for you. "I don't!" I snapped at the girl now, and regretted it almost immediately. Turning to the young omega, I expected to see offense in her expression, instead in it I saw open curiosity. She canted her head, intensely observing me, "You sleep on the floor, have no need for the extra help and prefer I call you by your first name." Perplexed, she asked, "What type of Noble are you?" Noble; the term given to an Alpha, his family, and any other prominent werewolf figure. Replying her, I said, "The type that needs the peace and quiet the bathroom would afford her."

I ask as I stroke her chin. She breathes out a sigh and I see tears welling in her eyes, tears that she quickly swipes away. “What do you know about the Fates, Ruin?” I look at her, not liking where this is going. “They’re four sisters said to be more powerful and older than the Gods themselves. They work hand in hand with The Creators. Why do you ask? What did Halo tell you?” She tilts her head up toward the ceiling, and my hand drops to the side. I watch as she wrestles with the right words to say, then she peers back at me. “Apparently I am… one of those Fates. Halo called me The Spinner, the one who—”

“I think your mate is one of the Western princes.” Troy was drawing Ida out of her shell. It was fascinating to watch him work. He was so good at it. “It’s interesting, isn’t it?” Ida asked. “Southern noble she-wolves, mating with princes from every other kingdom.” My mate nodded. “Yes. The Fates had been hard at work, uniting the kingdoms through mates.” “Your mate is from the North.” “Because I’m from the South,” Troy said smoothly and pushed away from the table. “I have some work I need to do.” He gave me a woeful look. “I have to go into the city today. I can’t put it off any longer.”

“My queen deserves her own throne.” I roll my eyes and take a seat. Leave it to Lucifer to make such a blatant statement. Of course, a large part of me feels giddy, but I don’t let him see it. Bree gives me a wide-eyed look and takes the seat beside my throne. Once everyone has been seated, Amara begins to talk. “So we’ve been working on finding a way to help you and your angel. As I reviewed the tomes, I found that the fates seemed to be mentioned as key figures in the prophecies, which is why I chose to focus on the fates rather than the prophecy.”