The Mairage Novels & Stories

I turned to my father, who had been silent since our arrival. He sighed heavily, "That's not the only issue; you'll be marrying a man old enough to be your uncle," he grasped my hands, his expression grave as he met my gaze, "But desperate times call for desperate measures, Zara. This marriage is our only option to avoid bankruptcy and homelessness." Tears began streaming down my cheeks as the weight of the situation sunk in. "But why me?" I protested softly. "What about Lena? She's older; she could handle this much better than me."

A/N: Unedited. Will do soon. Just trying to catch up with the due date. tq ... My Marie is now officially married. And not to me. My beautiful mate whom I loved from the age of 9 and from the very first time I met, is now married to King Aleksander of Makkari Coven.

Father’s voice held so much promise for discipline, that even mother was clearly frightened on Maeve’s behalf. I knew this was going to one day happen, after we had both clocked eighteen. Arranged marriage was very common and it’s automatically expected of every girl child who comes from a noble family, to get given to a man from another noble family in marriage, regardless of the man’s age. I had been in fright since I had clocked eighteen, dreading this coming day, and now that it was here, in as much as I was glad that it wasn’t my turn yet, I felt so much pity for Maeve right now.

Roman said and Arthur unfortunately did know. In order for an arranged marriage to get approval, both parties had to be tested for a mate bond. If there was even a hint of fated mate magic, the arranged marriage could not take place until both parties came of age. If they happened to be fated mates, then of course the wedding would go ahead. But if not, the deal fell apart. Fated mates were the most sacred of bonds. It was sacrilegious to go against the Moon Goddess's blessings. There were very few that would betray her in that way. But Arthur was beginning his father had done just that.

said Mithraos and looked at Adharva in askance. "I agree with the King," said Adharva. Eloy looked at them both in surprise but did not let it show. The bond is the rarest of the rare ones and the ceremony of their marriage will vary according to bond chosen. Eloy was still in shock to process what was happening and just went with the flow. --------------- u legatu di fedeltà - Bond of Fidelity (You guys know I have a thing for it) (Corsican) matrimoniu di trè - Marriage of Three (Corsican)

“So, I ask you again. Are you willing to spend the rest of your life here at Jackstone Pack with me and become my wife?” Maira took a deep sigh and uttered: “Yes, Samuel. I will be with you until the end of my days. Yes, I will marry you!” Samuel was in tears while putting the ring on Maira’s face. They both sealed their engagement with a long, passionate kiss. We jumped up and down, cheering for the couple. We stepped forward and congratulated them. Dominic hugged Samuel and officially handed Maira to him as her alpha. Maira was in gratitude for his blessing.

the queen informed. Maia was terrified. She knew what does it mean. That was the thing she had long thought that was lost in her mind. That's why she wondered why they were going to the palace, because if they were going to be married, it would be okay in Oakley's territory. She had read and seen the couple's union held in their pack's garden back then. They made no signature and just kissed under the moon. Then, the next day, they will have marks on their necks. They say that mates need to have s*x to accomplish that. "If no one objects to this binding, kindly sign the contract, Maia and Oakley," the queen added.

she said with a smile, I simply rolled my eyes at how extreme she is. “A mating ritual is only done by true mates, if you and your spouse or partner are not mates, you can only do the marital ceremony, while a true mate can perform the mating ritual to help each other in one way or another, but they would still need to perform the marital ceremony,” she explained, I bobbed my head in understanding. “So, West and his wife only did the marital ceremony?” I asked Beatrice.

Two of my warriors—Blaze and Rowan—step out of the trees behind me. They freeze. They look at me. Then at her. Then back at me. Blaze mouths silently, Did our Alpha just propose to a human? Rowan whispers, “Is he sick? Cursed? Should we call the healer?” I want the ground to swallow me. My mate stares at me like I’m completely insane. Then she says the words that shatter my pride in the dumbest way possible: “No. I don’t marry kidnappers or shirtless men!” She turns to run.