The Mating Season Book Novels & Stories

Landry’s POV At first, he saw how red her face was getting once the fighting ceased, but then he could smell the sweet scent of strawberry milk. Her breathing was growing heavy and through the fabrics of her shirt, her nipples hardened. He knows she’s going into heat. The problem is, they aren’t alone. If she goes into heat as Bernice the female alpha, they will know she’s definitely not an alpha.

Bessie said hurriedly leaving the room. "He hasn't accepted the fact that we are mates yet and I don't think he would, he is a philanderer." "Then you should make him accept it." Hannah suggested and I looked at her skeptically. "He feels it. I know he does. It happens to all mates. They feel the urge to always be with their mates and perhaps he is fighting it. It's called the effect of the mate bond. He is affected by your touch use it to your benefit." She replied thoughtfully.

He also told me how mates were found. Sometimes in the middle of a fight, or at the edge of death. Sometimes in silence, through a single look. Other times, in chaos. But all I could think about was what would happen when Leonidas finally found his mate. Would it be as painful as he described? Desperate? Gut-wrenching? Would he feel like he couldn’t breathe without her? Would everything else fade in comparison? I stared at him while he spoke, failing to register anything else he was saying.

But for chosen mates no such thing occured, giving them the liberty to mate with as many wolves as they wished. I wished more than anything to marry my life mate, but I had been warned not to fantasize about it too much, in the situation that I would not find my life mate. I had read enough books about it- despite Augustine's predictable disapproval, how to tell a wolf is your life mate. Firstly there is a surge of electricity when your body comes in contact, a feeling of heat which is a sing of the nearing heat period right before mating season. The wordings always made my cheeks flush badly. I wanted to experience everything first hand.

Barely a breath. But Raithe felt it—like someone had plucked a single string inside his chest, sending a faint vibration through bone and muscle. A scent hit the air next. Soft. Clean. A mix of wild forest and something warm, like sun-warmed honey and a breeze stirring through pine needles. It was nothing like the electric, earth-shaking stories of the mate bond. This was gentler. Subtle. A lure rather than a shock. His wolf reacted instantly. Ears forward.

Selene smacked the back of his head. Ronan muttered something under his breath but started scanning the shelves seriously this time. Kaden and I focused on the oldest section of the library. We pulled out series of thick dust-covered books , flipping through them but they were all useless.. just a bunch of nonsense about fate and destiny. "Find anything?" Kaden asked. "Nothing useful." I groaned frustratedly. "Try this one. It has a whole section on ancient mating laws." Selene said dropping a huge old dusty book on the table.

And all I got was a book with directions about what to expect from this relationship. “Why, the Moon Goddess?” I cried out while opening the book. “My first mate rejected me on a whim. I hadn’t even recovered from that shock, and you forced another man on me. I don’t know what to do now.” Although my rant was unending, the title on the first page halted me in my tracks. “Mating and marking!” Onyx was excited to see her two most favorite words, she turned the pages happily. “Chapter number one: The positions to try if both mates are virgin.”

My eyes widened. "Mating season is going to be during that time." I didn't think her smile could grow larger, but I was wrong. "Yes. Yes, it is." "You won't be able to control yourself either. Not during mating season." I said, crossing my arms over my chest. I knew her self-control was significantly better than mine, but that didn't mean she wouldn't feel the effects of mating season just as much as I would. She'd probably feel it more, considering she was female.

“It’s a little hard to wrap my head around everything. Mom explained things to me but she made it all seem so simple.” “That’s because it is simple. There’s no need to over-complicate things, Cora.” I leaned forward and picked up the handbook. Placing it down, I searched through the chapters until I found the one I was looking for. “This goes into more detail about mates, mate-bonds, mating, and so forth. It also gives you the rules about how to act when you meet a mated couple.” “Rules?” I chuckled at the look on her face. But she leaned closer when I turned the book towards her.

"And I don't need a mate." She chuckled, a low and sultry sound that only served to irritate me further. "Oh, Sebastian," she said, taking a step closer to me. "You don't have a choice. The mating season is upon us, and you will find your mate, whether you like it or not." I clenched my fists, feeling a surge of anger and frustration wash over me. "I said I don't need a mate," I repeated, my voice low and menacing. But she didn't back down. Instead, she moved even closer, until she was mere inches away from me. Her eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, I felt a strange and unfamiliar pull, a primal and irresistible urge that I couldn't explain.