Warrior Cat Mating Stories Novels & Stories

He raised my hand to his face and nuzzled it, making me blush and my wolf vibrated me … Coral was shy sometimes but I was certain she wouldn’t be with our mate. *He’s not a wolf, didn’t see that coming. But I don’t care. He will still give us pups. Fall to your knees and offer yourself to him,* she said, purring away in utter contentment. It wasn’t unusual to mate outside our species, my sister had mated to a vampire and even Chance, the tiger shifter standing next to me, was mated to a witch. Coral was getting quite ahead of herself, I was hardly going to just bare my neck to this male that I hadn’t even spoken to yet!

The falls are beautiful and the view from the top is amazing. I count our first mate gathering a success as 26 pairs, or 52 wolves found their mates. Fifteen of those wolves are omegas from our pack. Of the remaining eleven, six are warriors and the other five are workers, one is a worker in the garden. She is mated to a warrior in the Canyon Ridge pack and has decided to move their where she and Maddison can begin building a garden for their new pack. Surprisingly, the warriors chose to stay in our pack, having the opportunity to build their own home and create a new life for themselves and their families. Thankfully, their mates agreed.

I could feel the frustration building as I let it all out. My father listened, a calm smile on his face, waiting until I was finished before he spoke. “Princess, you haven’t found your mate yet, and it’s normal to feel a pull toward other male wolves at this stage of your life. Sometimes that pull might lead you to your true mate—or it might not. So, just be careful, my dear,” he said gently.

They had served together in the Marines and Celeste could not imagine her life with the large, black, male, werecat in it. Celeste was bored out of her mind and Jill was keeping her sane by trying to get to the council meeting. So far, neither husband had conceded to that. A message popped up on Celeste’s phone from Jack, Jill’s human mate, listing out the reasons why his mate could not go to the Dark Sky Pack. 1.They hate werecats almost as much as humans 2.He’s mated to a dreaded human 3.We’re both gay 4.I don’t want to be a widower

“Awesome. Now let’s talk logistics. Since you’re a mate-reject and you live with your parents, it makes the most sense that we move in together.” I snatched my hand back. “Wait, what?” “Warriors date to claim. We don’t date for fun, Vivid. Everyone has to think we’re serious. We’ve known each other a long time. They wouldn’t be surprised and would actually expect this of us and be more surprised if we didn’t.” “It’s a tradition since when there were wars all the time and warriors had to settle down and claim and breed quickly. Now warriors are taught to be serious and never fraternize.”

“When time shall come , you will know who you are and what you stand for, then you should have the right to choose between whats good and what is evil, to save the curse of the mated vs unmated.” “Mated vs unmated ? I haven’t heard of that before.” “My prince if you permit me I should tell you a story about how it all began. “The mated...?” “Yes the mated vs the unmated of course. What the hell are you thinking? Come here, stay with me.” He snapped at the prince. Warrd drew closer to him they sat close by and the guards in watch for external aggressions. Then Billy began the narration...

She and her mate are happy in their new home and the pack adored them both. Creed found his mate a couple of years ago. He was a warrior from a visiting pack but quickly decided to move in with Creed. They fell in love at first sight and have been happily together ever since. They married a few months after meeting in a small but elegant ceremony. Now they were our top warriors and are constantly challenging each other for the number one spot. I have to watch them banter and argue over who is the best. I admit it, I enjoy egging them on.

Selene’s expression shifted instantly. Guarded. “You heard that?” “He wasn’t exactly whispering.” She looked away for a moment. And that alone told me enough. She knew something. “What’s different about me?” I pressed. Selene hesitated again. Clearly debating how much she should say. Finally “There are stories,” she said carefully. I frowned slightly. “What kind of stories?” “The old bloodlines.” A cold feeling crept down my spine. “In the past,” Selene continued quietly, “there were wolves born with stronger bonds than ordinary mates. Rare bonds. Dangerous ones.”

“It might be my new perfume.” He shook his head in disagreement. “Nope. It’s not a perfume scent. More like a mating scent. Have you found your mate?” When mates successfully complete the mating process, their scents blend and gives forth a distinctive aroma to others. Warriors had a six sense for picking up on details. I played it off to ignorance. “No.” Luckily he pursed his lips and dropped the conversation. Though he quirked a brow at me to indicate that he did not buy my lie. I hope not to sound rude but I was not going to discuss this with anyone. I was avoiding my parents as it was.

When Mrs Whitetail got to the second floor and was about to knock on the door, she could hear muffled screaming coming from the inside. "Honey, can I come in?" "No." Mrs Whitetail went in anyway. "Why did you even bother asking?" Mrs Whitetail hugged her, knowing that that was exactly what Avery wanted. "Your father told me what happened." "Yeah. I just have to be the unlucky wolf who has four mates." "Well, I can't say that this will be a good thing." "Do you know of any one that has had four mates before?" "I have heard stories." "What happened?" "After you bond with the person you choose to be your mate, the others just move on with their lives."