Spoiled By My Nine Beast Mates Novels & Stories

“It’s not that simple.” “Why not?” she demanded, her voice breaking. “Because...” He hesitated, the words catching in his throat. “Because you’re our mate, Mia.” The room fell silent, the weight of his confession hanging heavy in the air. Mia stared at him, her heart pounding in her chest. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. “Our mate,” she repeated finally, her voice barely above a whisper. Matthew nodded, his dark eyes locking onto hers. “All of us. Aiden, Liam, Zander, and me. You’re our mate.”

Nine good failures I just faced tonight, feeling my heart sink with each passing second that I might not grant my mother's wish. Nine failures… Each man is a leering, unwelcome presence. Each conversation from them, a reminder that this would fail. Each rejection is a dagger to my heart. My eyes had caught unto their gazes lingering on my curves, my cleavage, my face. They lean in, their breath hot and invasive on my skin, their hands brushing against me as they try to get a better look. I had to shrink away to escape. As for the wealthy men? They're already paired off, and I'm left alone.

Chapter 9 Matthew’s POV “She is ours. She surrendered. Do not hold back, Matthew! Claim her! Fill her with our scent, our strength, our blood!” Match was completely unhinged now, his golden claws ripping through my conscious mind and dragging the beast to the surface. He was no longer just happy; he was ravenous, driven by the absolute, ancient necessity of a Royal Alpha to fully possess his true mate.

Aldric hissed. The word "mate" made Kebel's stomach churn with disgust. Here he was, helplessly weak, his wolf screaming in his head, but suppressed with drugs, his supposed mate had slipped into his drink. If this was how mates were treated, then he didn't want one, but it was rather unfortunate that he was bonded to this monster.

The rain from last night's storm had turned the ground into slick mud, swimming in and out of focus beneath my boots. How many times has this happened now? Forty? Fifty? I'd stopped counting after the first dozen. The mate bond wasn't some beautiful blessing the elders loved to romanticize. It was an iron chain forged between two souls. When one strayed, the other bled. And I was bleeding. Cedarwood. Rain-soaked pine. Caden. My Alpha. My mate. My husband. The scents should have grounded me. Instead, another smell crashed into them, thick and suffocating. Jasmine. Cheap vanilla. The unmistakable pheromones of a female in heat.

He kept me behind him until the last enemy dropped. He said I was his goddess. That I had reached down and saved him at his lowest. That no one would ever lay a hand on me while he still drew breath. His sincerity broke me open. I fell in love with him. He said he wanted to be worthy of me. So I rode out with my warriors and helped him take his pack back from the brutal usurpers who had stolen it. Once it was his again, we became mates. But my body — my body wasn't built for this. Carrying a child would not come easily.

What else could I do but walk down the ceremonial platform? Each step felt like walking on the edge of a blade. The crowd instinctively parted to make way for me, their gazes a mix of pity and contempt. I had once been the pride of the pack—the Alpha’s daughter. Now I was nothing but a liar in their eyes, an imposter exposed under the harshest light. Their mating ceremony continued flawlessly. Leon, the strongest Beta in the Black Stone Pack, and Mia, now revealed as the Alpha’s true daughter, their bond had been blessed by the Moon Goddess.

I felt the mate bond with him intensifying, causing me to widen my eyes in fear. Why would I be a mate to a beast like him? "I don't need the remaining four. She alone is enough for me." He simply stated with a smile as he approached me. "Respect the beast and stay still!" Linda yelled at me. "Don't run away from me," "MATE!" He finally said, flashing me a warm smile. My eyes widened in shock at his statement. "You're my destined mate. The one I've been waiting for." The beast revealed as he removed a small crystal from his pockets. I observed a wilted rose blossom gradually, opening up into a firm sprout inside the crystal.

“These 9 were humans that are now bears.” “Okay?,” I asked as Maddy’s hope grew so fast that it took me over, too. “They are all my mates.”

I have no idea how or why I was chosen to deal with all of them, but I’m not happy about this. All that overwhelming and scary joy I felt when I first realized Alister is my mate feels like a distant memory now that the mess only keeps becoming worse. At this point, I don’t think I’d be surprised if more mates showed up, because why the hell not, bring them on, Ophelia can tolerate anything. “Don’t be so grumpy,” my wolf decides to show her face, well, voice again. “Maybe that cake will make you happier? Try to be positive, having four mates might be better than you think.”