Saving His Feral Mate Novels & Stories

And immediately Caleb shut his eyes and welcomed sleep. Rafa shifted and Conri emerged, walking into the bathroom. ["You saw that too, didn't you?"] Rafa asked his Half and Conri nodded in agreement. The second they Marked their Mate, a vision flashed in their minds of the night they rescued a trapped and hurt Tiger, and after they had healed him, he ran away. It was the first time they smelt that scent, of Wood fires and Fresh herbs, and the night they first went into their Rut Period, right after the Weretiger they saved went into his Heat Cycle. They chased after him, caught up to him, and Mated with him. That night was the same they had Marked him. The night he took upon him the Alpha's

When I was having difficulty walking, he approached me, bent down, and used his claws to cut the rope that was tying my legs together. He dragged the rope and began walking quickly as I tried to catch up with him. When we got outside, everyone was booing and throwing things at me. Then we entered a dungeon in front of one of the cages, and I saw those two girls yelling Derek's name, and then I saw him, my supposed Mate, standing in front of the cage where my father was kept. Derek, I said He looked up, and one of the girls looked at me, probably wondering how I knew Derek. What does she mean to me? She slipped her hands into his arms quickly.

I angled my hips, hitting a spot deep inside her that made her eyes fly wide open before she shattered a second time, her cries raw and desperate. Watching her come undone because of me, feeling her body milk me, was my final ruin. My own release tore through me with the force of a tidal wave. My hips stuttered, slamming into her one last time as I buried myself to the hilt. A mighty, guttural roar erupted from my chest as I came, my seed pulsing into her in hot, endless streams. The world went white, nothing existing but the feeling of her and the primal satisfaction of claiming my mate. I collapsed onto her, spent, my weight pressing her into the mattress. I nuzzled my snout against the sw

"I see your willingness to sacrifice yourself. Your courage to put the needs of your country and your friends ahead of your survival." I finished with his feet and then had him turn around. I continued cleaning his neck. My fingers and the washcloth worked past his strong shoulders and down his body. My hands tingled as I played with my mate's body, tracing his muscular back. When done, I reached around him, pressing until my firm breasts smashed against his back and my hips spooned into him. I reached around with the washcloth, cleaning his equipment. I gripped the girth of it, my wolf jumping in my head as she imagined what pleasure it would bring us. "And when I see this, I see our future

Beneath this wolf coated with blood and with feral eyes was my mate, the love of my life and the father of my child. “Cahir – do you –“ I wanted to ask if he recognized me but I couldn’t. What was I doing talking to a wolf that was stalking me? What was I doing reaching out to a feral wolf? But that feral wolf was my mate and I couldn’t let him go. Never. How many people had he killed for his fur to be coated in so much blood? What had he done before he entered this room? Could I still get my mate back from the abyss of bloodlust that seemed to have wrapped vice-like grips around him?

He ordered the feral, who pulled her prone body closer to his chest and snarled at him. His actions caused Duke to growl in return. Duke wanted to hold his mate to him and assure himself that she really was fine, but this feral stood in the way. “Give me my mate.” He pushed every ounce of his alpha power into the command, but neither male seemed affected or willing to hand her over to him. His team closed in quickly and managed to capture and contain the vampire with silver cuffs. The feral refused to back down, he just turned so his back was to the car and he had the team in view and growled even louder.

But I catch a scent on the wind through the still open window. My heart seizes up in my fucking chest and elation quickly turns to dread. Impossible. The rogue is fucking dead. But I would know his scent anywhere. And we never found his body. Bale Fangman has returned and he’s come for my mate once more. I hate myself because I left my mate and the cub unprotected and all alone. I left the fucking front door wide open for the feral.

He’d stepped closer, so close I could feel the warmth radiating off his bare chest, the faint scent of whiskey and cedarwood wrapping around me, suffocating and intoxicating all at once. His eyes locked onto mine, hard and unyielding. > “You’re not my mate,” he said again, slower this time, each word like a cruel truth carved in stone. “If you ever had any thought of being one—because I saved you from your pack—don’t be delusional. You’re not—” “I’m grateful that you saved me from—” > “I’m still speaking.” The growl that rumbled from his chest made every hair on my body rise.

“It’s been five years now. He went feral five years ago and has been locked up. Only the council and close blood relatives know of this. You can't go see him; he doesn’t recognize any of his kids right now except his blood host and his brother, Beta Ragnar.” “He is not the man you remember; he’s not even close to being that. The shaman said only his fated mate can bring him back to normal, but what are the chances of an old Northern Alpha King meeting his mate while locked up?” Dominus sat there, his eyes glistening with unshed tears, just realizing that his father had been feral for five years while he was away and no one had told him. He swallowed hard, his mind racing with thoughts. The N

"Haven't you found the room number yet?" "W-we're still checking!" A staff member quickly called back. Kelsey's back molars ground together, creating a tense, hard line along his jaw. His eyes were like ice-cold wolf claws, locked onto the screen. He couldn't tear them away. Patience—she was his fated mate. The one his wolf soul had sworn to protect forever. If those men touched her, even slightly... if those filthy hands landed on her... The dormant wolf soul in his chest instantly ignited. A wave of brutal fury surged through his veins and into his limbs. His breathing grew heavy.