The Viking's Mate Hunt Novels & Stories

“Kael.” Rowan chuckled weakly. “Relax. I’m not here to take anything from you.” “Then why are you here?” I asked. His expression sobered. “Because what’s coming doesn’t care about lines you draw or secrets you keep. It’s hunting anything that doesn’t fit. Wolves , people like you, people like her.” Maia’s hands stilled. “What is coming?” Rowan exhaled slowly. “Something old enough to remember when we weren’t hiding.”

Her body striking mine as momentum carried us both into the earth. She would fight. I knew she would. She would reach for one of her hidden blades. Twist. Kick. Attempt to sink her teeth into any part of me she could reach. The thought sent heat through my blood. I wanted to feel every ounce of her strength before I overpowered her. Not because I believed she was weak. Because I knew she wasn’t. Maeve had spent three years searching for Mara. She had followed messengers toward guarded borders, bribed wolves who would have sold her name for less, and entered an ancient Hunt knowing exactly what capture meant.

Both of the wolf were fighting each other when the black wolf rip the rogue's neck That's when I smelled the scent. It was the Alpha King. He was looking down at the rogues while breathing heavily. I didn't know what came over me, but I ran the opposite direction of them. I didn't want to face him. At least not yet. Not after what happened. Soon I reached my house and ran in. My mother looked at my flustered look and hurried towards me. "Oh my goddess Amelia, what happen?" she asked me worried. I took in few deep breathe of what happen. Except for the part where The Alpha King is my mate. Hearing this my mother got shocked checked for bruises.

“I… I am trying. I am in my 30s with a history of getting a different lady each night. I am a hired assassin. I am stubborn, opinionated, and set in my ways. I assumed I never had a mate or they died. This is a huge change for me and I am trying. I don’t believe I am a good mate for you. What do I have to offer you?” His confession surprised me. His face softens and he is actually letting me see a different side of him. No one else gets this side of him, just me. I was actually stunned into silence. It took me a couple minutes but I found a few words. “Do you not think I don’t believe the same? Look at my life! I was abused but I refuse to let it define me. Going back to my pack gives me anx

He kept ranting "Then we would only find out when we get there. All of those things are just in your head and it's your mind playing a silly trick on you." Rodger gulped hard, "Are you sure about that?" "Trust me on this brother. Isn't she your mate? Are you suppose to be worried about that?" "And haven't you heard of rejected mates? What if she hates me the moment she sets her eyes on me?" "Like I said earlier, we would only know that for certain if we get there. Stop being so pessimistic."

His first mate had died in a car crash shortly after he'd met her, and he never thought he'd get a second chance mate since those were extremely rare. He knew what it felt like to be in the presence of your mate....and he was feeling all that and more. Her scent was such sweet divinity it made him wanna pull her deep into the woods, strip her bare and lick every inch of her voluptuous body. His hands trembled to touch her, make her his right now. His wolf Jakari was running around in a crazed frenzy to mate & mark her. Jakari had never behaved like this...not even with their first mate.

"No, Lena. Viktor lost his mate the last time the Ashenfur invaded." "Lost," I repeated. "Like... dead?" Mate. Dead. Viktor's mate dead? "I apologize for..." I gestured vaguely, "I didn't know. I'm sorry." She shrugged. "Your... husband or whatever killed him," she said casually. "His name was Arlo. A nice guy."

At this, Vincent sighed, "Even if Aliyah is your mate, I don't think you have the ability to protect her. All werewolves in this world want to kill her. Can you fight the world for her?" From the moment I accepted a hunter as my mate, I was prepared to fight those who opposed my marriage to Aliyah. Now, the enemies are only a little more, but I won't be scared. I will fight for Aliyah against everyone. "As long as I'm alive, no one is allowed to touch Aliyah, even a hair," I said in an affirmative voice. Vincent pursed his lips, his eyes filled with suspicion as if he didn't believe what I said. After a while, he sighed again, "Aliyah is in Dead Ocean now."

He looked like a Viking from Zev’s history books. “I apologize; my mate is due any minute, but it was a false alarm and—“ He stopped mid-sentence and locked eyes with me. “How?” He asked. “You’re mine?” Raiden and Zev both growled, “she’s ours!” Raiden looked like he was ready to tear into Alpha Tharon and I had no clue what to do. I was pretty sure I didn’t have three mates, right? And if I did, I would have senses something.

Drake said with a mocking tone. Alright. I confess. I want to be with her all the time. I want to see her, I don't even want to get my eyes off of her. Whenever she's around and I can smell her scent my wolf will go crazy. And its really fucking hard for me to control him. I am a werewolf, Drake and Kurt also. We only have one mate/soulmate for our whole existence,and once we found who's our mate the wolf inside of us will go crazy to mark her. But I have to control my wolf for some reasons.