Romans & histoires Possessive Werewolf Mate Books

I whispered, opening the book in my hands and going through the first few pages of the book. The books that Martin had did belong to the royals, they were written centuries ago by witches and the werewolves who first came into existence and I could tell that all by just glancing at it. The purebloods. "You stole this, didn't you?" I asked him. "Does it matter?" "Nope," My eyes scurried across the scripts, there was everything about mates-from heat to getting bred by a werewolf. I groaned with disgust and turned the pages quickly. The urge inside quickening and my wolf getting desperate to get marked.

“I’m really sorry about how I acted this morning. I’m not going to say it was a mistake because nothing with you could ever be a mistake. You are my mate I already told you that, but I think I owe you an explanation on what that means.” She still looks completely crushed and confused, but before I can continue she whispers “I’ve read twilight before is it like that?” I look dumbfounded trying to think back to the movie that some of the pack girls insisted on watch at one of our movie nights. “Ummmm I’m not sure refresh my memory I haven’t read that book in a while.” She turns towards me looking me dead in the eye “you know the werewolves have a “mate” that their God made just for them, and w

my eyes zeroed on Gregory. "A keffer is a keffer because she has no wolf and therefore no mate," I gritted out the basic physics with a growing frustration, "how then does she carry a scent that drives my wolf to the border of destruction?" He pauses at this, as I keep speaking. "Perhaps it is my fault," I growl getting to my feet, "as the day of the mating dawns closer, my wolf grows anxious. All he ever wanted was someone to call his, someone truly designed for him, " I paused, turning to Gregory,

I nearly flinched at her touch but restrained myself. "The pack is suffering because the Alpha is unmated," she whispered, trying again to force me into a mate bond. "Look at our pack, Trent. The plants can barely grow. Our food reserves are empty. Our pack wolves are dropping dead one after the other. The Elders suggested we complete the mate bond to bring stability to the pack but you have refused." I finally turned to look at her. She was still as beautiful as the day I met her, so what was my problem? Our son died some months ago and we had been closer than ever during that period.

Why do I have to share my non-existent sexual life with him? "No," I reply and bite my lip. I think my cheeks are now cherry red because of embarrassment. "I see. Female werewolves experience heat waves when they meet there mates because they want to mate. Those are the demands of the body and you can't control them. They can come at anytime and sometimes they can be really strong. The good news is, the cure is very easy. You just have to mate with him," he tells me. Easy? He thinks that is easy? Well, my mate's is literally in a different world from mine! Why do these damn heat waves just come at such a wrong time?

Derrick hated Lucas and he always had. As Lucas arrived at "The groove" which was actually the name of their werewolf community, he couldn't help the anxiety that was squeezing at his chest. Even his wolf was feeling it too and it shifted uncomfortably inside of him. He was the next Alpha of the Lucent pack and his choice of a mate was almost as important as breath.

the wolf growled. Skylar trembled in fear, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, the wolf's form began to shift, and before her stood a girl with fiery red hair. "Yes, I warned you but you didn't listen to me, now face the consequences" " Who are you" Skylar asked scared. " I'm Ginger Asher is my mate," she said, holding up her wrist to show Skylar the bracelet Asher had given her. "He gave me this, the same bracelet that the future heir to the throne gives to the future queen."

That smirk of his increased somehow. “I’ll have you know that if you were to want me. Or come with me, even, you will have to toss that possessive Alpha male bullshit to the side.” I sneered. I could feel the bond slip into place. Enough that it took me off guard. Slightly. “What, can’t handle a challenge?” Cocky, arrogant bastard. Of all the men in the world, I was stuck with him. If I wanted to have him. Pawns were disposable and I rarely came upon them. His fighting could prove useful, although I doubt his abilities in bed would suffice. But Amadeus and Alastair would no doubt throw a fit at having found another of my mates.

“But I’m not ready! I don’t even know how to shift. I don’t even know what being a mate means! And suddenly… suddenly he’s claiming me like I’m his possession. How do I deal with that?” Bella leaned back, crossing her arms. “By realizing that resisting him won’t change what you are. You can’t outrun this. And you certainly can’t pretend it’s not real. He’s coming for you, Emily. Every time. Because he knows you. Your wolf knows him. And your wolf… she’s waiting.” I let out a shuddering breath, collapsing onto the edge of the bed. “Waiting… for what? To tear me apart? To kill me? Or… or to make me his?”

I hear something snap and I began to panic but Eliz relaxes as if she knew who is here to meet us. "No, you di-" A white wolf with black paws and a black nose jump from behind a tree. His aura is strong and I knew he is an Alpha. He howls in the sky before settling beside us. He nuzzles his head in Eliz's neck making her giggle. I couldn't control her actions toward her mate and my ex-mate. His golden eyes gazed into ours and that's when I knew that our wolves has planned for this.