Saving His Feral Mate Novels & Stories

“On my way back, I found the love of my life and realised that it was fate for my betrothed to run away. Meet Ophelia, my wife and chosen mate.” Damian’s easygoing tone does nothing but aggravates the situation. “The pomposity of this pup!” One of the older wolves rises to his feet. “You dare disrespect the sacred tradition of this pack and bring in a nobody as your mate?” A low growl comes from Damian and I see the feral look in his eyes. Next to him, I tremble, hoping that he doesn’t lose himself to the madness again. The same one that killed his mother. “She’s my mate, Sir Gerad. And nobody has the right to insult my mate.” Damian grunts, his white knuckles gripping the arm of the chair f

She stomped me with her high heels. "Bit*h! It's more than enough. You have been running your mouth too much. " I wanted Fiona to calm down now but something triggered her more. She took the hundred percent control over my senses, a feral blood thirsty desire ran through her mind. So, she shifted to her feral form and jumped on Cassandra. Before anyone could comprehend the situation, Fiona had dug her canines in her neck. Her movements stopped and Cassandra fell to the ground. "Stay still! " Jacob commanded me in his Alpha voice.

I quickly noticed the change in Emery’s tone, and I knew that he was fishing for more information. Like a puppet on a string, this man gave it to him. “She said that the drug would make me and that girl mates, and we would be able to get our wolves. My fated mate died, so we never got to mark each other and I just wanted my wolf. Plus, I figured something similar happened to that girl, so I thought she would be happy. We were both Omegas, and at least together, we could have our wolves and maybe make a decent life,” The man hastily explained his actions as if that would make his crime any less heinous.

She felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart, knowing that she had saved innocent lives from their feral clutches. Though a pang of guilt tugged at her conscience for extinguishing the lives of creatures that were once human, she reminded herself that these werewolves had been consumed by darkness and lost their humanity. They were mere vessels for destruction, driven by an insatiable thirst for blood. Beverly had seen the transformation firsthand, the loss of self and the overwhelming power that took hold of them. It was a tragedy, but she knew that she couldn't change their fate.

He licked his lower lip while taking rapid breaths, and his chest was rising and falling, making him even more handsome. "And you are my mate." He said he was leaving me in confusion. "What do you mean?" I asked him back. "You are the mate of this alpha baby." He winked at me while chuckling softly. "I am your mate." I blinked my eyes, showing a piece of confusion on my face. "Yeah, you are a mate." He smiled. Omg, I didn't know about this. "But can a human be the mate of a wolf?" I inquired with a piece of doubt.

The two wolves remaining, seeing that three of their members were laying lifeless on the ground, wanted to run away but seeing the condition of the Alpha they decided to finish him off as he killed their members so they moved to attack him at onc Jayden, seeing the wolves coming to attack him, looked up at the moon as he let out a menacing and thunderous growl as a warning and his eyes turned red in anger. He felt weak as the mate pull had taken a toll on him and all he wanted right now was to be in the arms of his mate until he was cal Just as the first wolf got to where he was he angrily sank his powerful fangs into its neck and the wolf whimpered in pain from the deadly bite it was receiv

" He growl through gritted teeth and with that he hang up on the call. Then he glance at his mate once again, She was giggling and all smiley Then he saw someone trying to touch her butt. His wolf eyes sparkled and within a blink of an eye, he was already beside his mate. He held the guy's neck, " What are you doing with my mate?!"

The one that was now a trend amongst the youth. His eyes seemed to draw her in. It was almost as if she was on a ship, rocking on the waves in the ocean under the moonlit sky. She started to daydream about her dream the other night. Her fantasies running wild as she remembered about the mysterious alpha that had captured her heart. He had transformed into this magnificent, beautiful wolf that saved her from the danger. She wondered if it was the moon goddesses work. To bring her a mate that was pure and worthy. She wondered if this could be her mate.

But one was prominent- pain. He let go of her, he wanted to ask questions. But she didn't give them the chance to. She took several steps backwards, looking into his eyes as tears flowed down her cheeks. She continued to step backwards until she stood beside the tree she had walked out from. She gazed at him, tears flowing down her cheeks and blood trickling down her body. A sudden wave of breeze blew past her and she disappeared. No! He didn't want her to go. He just found his mate after several years of searching. He watched her slip away from him and he couldn't stop her.

Wait, why does she want to meet her? “Let me guess, she is a werewolf too?” “You guessed right. A very beautiful she wolf” “So, what happens when a wolf is unable to mark their mate after meeting her?” she asked one of the numerous questions in her mind. “Most times, they go feral as in berserk, especially if it's on a full moon like this when they experience heat.” “That’s terrible.” She couldn't help but feel sorry for them. “But how does a wolf recognize his mate? It's not written on the forehead like “hello, I am your mate” Natalie again questioned.