Novel & Cerita The Mating Season Book

That night I fell asleep curled up in Ethan’s arms and he was holding really tightly to me, almost like he was afraid that I was going to disappear or something. I felt different after being marked, I knew that I was connected to the pack in a whole different way now. I was connected to them as their Luna. And they would have felt it as well. That I was now connected to them. I guess mating between an Alpha and Luna isn’t really something that’s really secret. I wish I could say that it was a peaceful night’s sleep, but it was anything but that.

“What kind of stupid, perverted question is that?” “I’m serious, Raven,” he said calmly, like this was some normal morning conversation over tea. I scoffed. “You think I have time to keep a touching calendar?” He rubbed the back of his neck like I was the one being ridiculous. “In the way we’re built—when a woman is mated and untouched for too long, the bond triggers a heat cycle. Especially if there’s… tension between the mates.” “Tension?” I echoed. “You mean I want to rip your head off every time I see your face? That kind of tension?”

Today is Friday! The most exciting day of Zelda's life. A day she had marked as the best day ever because she was going to get married to her soulmate, the one who had never ceased to make her heart ache. His name is victor. Zelda sat by the edge of her bed, admiring her bridal gown which hung on the dummy stand. It was so beautiful that she couldn't stop staring at it. She has longed to wear a bridal gown. For years, Zelda watched her friends get mated while hers never showed up. She felt the moon goddess hates her so much for not giving her a mate at the initial stage.

Calling her to my study and touching her hands or mark or neck or kissing her just to keep her sane and keep the pain away is not useful anymore. A marked mate needs physical contact during season of heat which consists of fifteen days and it’s ending two days later. If I don’t mate with her properly, she is going to die in pain and as expected, she is going to drag me to hell with her. ‘ The Mating Season is here. If you don't mate with her, she is going to die because she is marked. ’ Amanda already warned me but, I can’t mate with her. I flinch internally. Even imagining the scenario makes my head hurt badly.

The compartment is enchanted to make it look bigger than it appears to be. Placing the journals on the desk, my focus turns to one of the books. I reach for it and open it. It’s the book of the phoenix. I flip through it and come to the part of mating behaviours. I scan through it and it mentions the sacred, secluded place. I smile as I turn the page as I read more about this place.

Their colors became more vivid, illuminating the area brightly with miraculous intensity. Their thrumming grew higher in pitch as they pulsated simultaneously. The pulses sent waves of pleasure and euphoria, entrancing them with sensual delights. “What are they doing?” Clarissa asked. “It’s mating season.” Stefan chuckled. “They gather once a year because of a biological drive to make more of their kind.” Something in the far back corner of her mind told her that should gross her out. But it was too beautiful and pleasurable. Her consciousness floated on the carnal vibrations that carried her closer and closer to rapture.

He’d been fighting so hard to stay clean. Zion squeezed his eyes shut, jaw tight. “No. Moon Goddess, no.” Then he looked up. His eyes were clear—but wild. “I’m… in heat.” I stopped breathing. And that was when footsteps sounded from upstairs. Hayden stood on the steps, gaze sharp but not surprised. More like… understanding. Ah. The wolf mating season. A he wolf near his pregnant mate could lose control easily—especially if his energy was unstable. Hayden descended slowly. “Zion,” he said calmly, “you’ve been holding it back too long, haven’t you?”

I'm not the only one affected by this being in front of me, but my wolf as well. It was a woman, the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on, and she was unlike any other woman I've seen before. Her brown hair and pure brown eyes were mesmerizing. For the first time in my life, my heart began to pound erratically in my chest. I was confused and just when I was trying to process what I was going through, the words, “mate!” Instantly blurted out from my wolf. At that very moment, everything about me went to a stand still.

Even when she had boyfriends in the past, none of them had ever turned out to be her mate. Yet, here she was, in front of her two mates! Two brothers! If they knew they were both mated to her, how could they take it so casually?! Did they have a fetish for sharing mates too? Or were they just too high to care about anything else?! Diana could not do it anymore! She had to rise, get out, and run for her life as fast as she could. She opened her mouth to excuse herself, but the red-haired Herd brushed his thumb against her hard nipple.

Claim me. But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. “Let go of me,” I whispered, not turning around. My voice cracked. “Please.” He didn’t. His hands stayed on my waist, fingers twitching like he was barely holding himself together. “I’m not going to hurt you, you know that.” he said quietly. “That’s not the point,” I snapped, finally turning around, eyes blazing. “You don’t get it, Zane. This mating thing is too sudden. I'm not sure it's what you even want.”