Spoiled By My Nine Beast Mates Novels & Stories

I sobbed, my nails raking his back, the bonds thrumming wild as he roared his release, cum searing hot inside me, magic sparking through my veins. We collapsed in a tangle then, Draken's weight pinning me possessively, Auren curling at my side with firm arms, the twins flanking us, Riven nuzzling my neck with sated hums, Kael tracing lazy demands over my skin. Lunaryn's purr echoed soft in my head, "Spoiled rotten, and we wouldn't have it any other way." My mates. My strength. My home. I drifted off in a mess of limbs and lingering kisses, safe in their arms, my heart overflowing, body aching sweetly from their worship, and my soul alight with love.

Cassian Wolfe, a candidate for pack Alpha, has an adopted younger sister named Daphne Wolfe who suffers from severe separation anxiety. She's always gentle and well-behaved in front of others and only seems to lose her composure when she sees me approaching Cassian. On the day of my bonding ceremony with Cassian, she breaks my Moon Goddess' crown. She even snatches away the mate ring that symbolizes my status as the pack Luna. Cassian hugs me and leans down to nuzzle against my neck. He says, "Daphne's just experiencing separation anxiety again. You'll be my Luna soon, so show a little more magnanimity. "Our bonding ceremony doesn't need to be constrained by formalities. It's just a cro

She can destroy the Black Jacks using her influence over her mate. Nine tries to reason with herself that Ace broke a rule but she cannot help thinking that it is unfair. Are the members only made for revenge? Do they not deserve another shot at life and have mates? Nine never found her own mate but secretly, she also wants one. “I shouldn’t think about all this!” She sighs. “Ace and her mate have to die.” Just then, one of her men came running into the tent. “Nine!” He says. “Ace is calling for you!”

I glared at Jack the bear, willing him to shut his mouth as he fed my father idea after idea. I hate the violence of the games but I couldn’t take my eyes from the match, keeping them trained on Kellen the whole time. Even when his friend's head was severed I couldn’t look away. I wasn’t afraid of missing anything, I was just afraid for my mate. *Your mate is a freaking badass* Jasper linked me. I think this was the beginning of a man-crush.

I am trying to have a good slumber! "Yes, and you wouldn't believe what him and I did in the boys restroom? The waiting dedicatedly for one's true mate is totally archaic and irrelevant." "Yes girl, you rock! I'd rather explore now that I still can, before my mate comes around. And the good thing is, he will certainly love me and accept as I am... You know." another voice giggles "Totally. And the best part is, mates have no choice." I groan, sitting up on my bed.

Does he think I'm happy being here? I just want to get out of here and go back to my normal freaking life. I don't want a mate. Mates are myths and filled with the stupidest stuff in their heads with no brains; I hate them so much. They are never loyal nor faithful but think of themselves and the fun they are going to have, forgetting that we are at a low point here and don't give a fuck about us; who cares anyway? I don't want one and so shall it be; I don't give a damn...

Why did all nine of them appear before me together? Am I dreaming? My wolf saw them and made an excited sound, "Mates..." At the same time, I heard their response, "Mates..." The resonance in our souls made me suddenly realize that these nine men, all of them, were my MATES. They were my mates...the fathers of my children... Did the moon goddess orchestrate my encounter with them? Was I fated to go through all that? Was this a reward or a punishment from the Moon Goddess? Tears fell from my eyes.

Not because she was not from Alpha blood, but because she was my mate. But right now, I was so caught up in my thoughts that I forgot that little fact about mates, because if I could smell her, she could smell me as well, and that is why I was shocked at first when she spoke, “Are you just going to stand there like a spoiled Alpha or are you going to help? We do not tolerate spoiled brats in our pack Alpha Neil.”

Mate? I was gonna be his mate. Based on the books I read, mates are a werewolf's partners. I bit my lower lip, examining his features; he was like a fictional character in the books I have read and I was gonna be his leading lady like oh my God. I mean if I was gonna be a werewolf, then I would be glad to be his mate. His manly aura was looking so good. I sniffed. He also has a good scent. I guessed it wasn't a bad idea to be his mate if I really have no choice.

Well, Fuck you! Tenor, my wolf, did not even wait for me to do anything, instead he clawed at me and morphed into our black wolf. He took instant control and I let him. He need to mourn his mate. He really need. He shook aggressively as the rain poured down on his fur. Bones cracked and reformed behind me and Tenor stood all high and mighty. They all looked at their Alpha who was in great despair. Tenor bent his head and slowly howled so loud that it felt like the heavens opened up and accepted his howl of pain. Of grief.