Submitting To My Mate's Father-in-law Novels & Stories

Our daughter approached, whispering, “Mommy… Did Daddy go to that auntie again? Aren’t you his mate? Why does he sleep with another woman every night? Isn’t that lady his mom? How can they sleep together?” I crouched down and hugged her, forcing a smile. My lips parted, but I found myself incapable of explaining such a shameful mess. Instead, I diverted her attention and changed the subject, played games with her, distracted her until she fell asleep. Then I lay on the bed, my mind filled with restless thought as I tossed and turned. Years ago, I had given up my birth right as heir to the Blood Moon Pack in North America for the sake of Mason. My family had deemed him unworthy of me.

"There was a list of people who were going to help with getting the wedding ready. It was voluntary for everyone in the palace to participate. Didn't you put your name up for helping in the kitchen?" "I have no idea what you're talking about, mum", I mumbled, getting annoyed that this was the reason I was woken up after all the stress I went through last night. "So how did your name get up here?" Good question. I had no fucking idea. "You know what? It doesn't matter. Just go help them in the kitchen. Shantel's father is coming today and we need to get prepared for him."

"And then I told them what I had seen before anyone else saw it. Through a kitchen window, in a pack that was trying to make you invisible, a woman carrying a tray with her spine straight and her chin level and the most extraordinary scent I had encountered in four years of convincing myself I had stopped noticing such things." The sitting room was very quiet. "I told them," he said, "that I intended to claim you as my mate and that I was asking for their blessing not because the pack law required it, though it does, but because you deserved to be brought into this pack through every tradition it had available. Not just the parts that were convenient. All of them." I looked at him. At the fa

I put on my fake smile about to head to them when I heard my name. "Elara." it was Victor, my name rolling off his tongue like it was made for him. I debated on whether to run off or stay. He was my future father in law so it wasn't exactly weird if people saw us interacting in public but I was also scared people would see right through us and somehow know we had been intimate. I turned to him filled with hesitation likely had a lot to do with my deluded fantasies regarding me. I really needed to get over this fixation with him and move on. I couldn’t spend her whole life wanting my father in law.

I explained to her. My Mom seemed determined. “Then send him a rejection letter.” I laughed, shaking my head. “Mom, come on. Who’s ever heard of sending a rejection letter to break the mate bond? That’s not how it works.” She laughed too, covering her face. “Well, how do I know? I just want to see you happy, baby girl.” I reached over and squeezed her hand. “I know, Mom. And I love you for it. But right now, I just… I need to figure things out. I can’t give up on Theo yet.”

Is better that way. "My dad wants you to come have dinner with us. He wants to know who I'm dating." I blurted out. He furrowed his brows. "The show was for my family." "I know, but dad saw us. You do know he is the Dean right? Besides, Mateo, goes to that same college, what happens when he sees you with other girls?" He rolled his eyes at me. "Mateo, is like a brother to me. He would never rat me out."

My mother gives me a slight smile and places a hand on my father’s shoulder “Son, this is the way things are,” she whispered. “There has to be another way,” I screamed. “I can’t mate with someone I don’t know or love,” I say. My father walks up to me with his hands balled into fist, enraged “You think this is about you,” He booms. “This is about your people; our people.” He clenches and unclench his fist. “How is me mating with a stranger going to affect my people not yours, mine!” I demanded.

Luckily, the other alphas nod and in unison say, “I agree.” I rejoice is my only victory for today. The low growl rolling out of my father says he isn’t happy, but I have a feeling everyone will thank me for this later. Even though there is no chance for me to ever find my mate, I can’t live with myself if I know I’ve blocked my friends from finding and claiming their mates. Reluctantly, my father adds the clause to the multiple identical contracts and grunts, “Is there anything else we need to add?”

I’d planned to finalize a submission for one of my mom’s company projects today, I had a new idea and thought it'd look good. I’d finished it the night before. I’d even emailed it to the external partners. Everything was done and dusted. Meaning today? Clear schedule. Painfully clear. I leaned back into my chair, folding my arms across my chest. “Well, guess I’m going to meet the father-in-law today,” I muttered with a small eye roll. The phrase felt ridiculous on my tongue. Father-in-law. As if this entire arrangement wasn’t already surreal enough. I rubbed my forehead, letting the thought bounce around for a minute.

My father said just as Johnathan walked out of the room. My father knows I have a mate and now he his giving out my hand without permission for married to an old man. I interrupted my father. "I have a mate father?" "it doesn't matter,I can't see any mark on your neck" he retorted. "I have a mate and that's all that matters" At this point I was really shocked because of these freaks,yes my father was a freak. I had so many questions but all I wanted was to keep as much distance between them and me.