Warrior Cats Mating Art Novels & Stories

Arthur asked seriously. “You declared Chloe your mate long ago. Why would you ask for her? Even if she is not your mate, it doesn’t matter, isn’t it?” Rah wondered. “Still!” Arthur grumbled. “I know for sure you are not reading this,” Rah picked up a book titled ‘Mates – the telltale signs’ and showed it to Arthur “just for fun!”. The cover of the book depicted a hand-drawn picture of two wolves lying on top of each other. “Why did they not show humans?” Rah wondered out loud, also staring at the cover. “I mean, wolves also have human side.”

he caressed my bottom lip, and leaned in to seal his lips with mine. My heart skipped and raced in my chest from his words but I couldn’t say them back. Luckily for me, his mom appeared in the doorway to tell us the whole of the pack was waiting for us in the woods already. It was a ritual to hold the mating ceremony in the middle of the woods, with the werewolves gathered in a large circle, around the two mates as they howled their vows but in this case, we’d be saying them.

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.

now she is about to kick their asses. As an alpha of my pack, I shouldn't be this proud when an enemy is about to beat the hell out of my arrogant warrior. But because the enemy is my mate.... I kind of feel excited to see her fighting. What shocked me was when instead of jumping at her bullies...my mate let them shove her back, and I don't exactly know what happened or why she hadn't fight back. But all I could see was her in the ground. Hurt. My wolf saw red after that.

I asked. "Yes, but there will be problems with her controlling her thirst for blood. Especially you, her mate. Your blood will be ten times more tasty."she said "Remember protect her at all cost."she added in a spooky tone. "I will, I promise." I said as moved out of the room. ---------- A/N: Hey pple😊😊 Hope you like the chapter. Pls ignore any graphical error, if any.😜😜 Wow! This chapter was long like..... 1880 words. Bye till next update😝😝 Pls and comment Love y'all 😘😘

I pick myself up, utterly confused, trying to take in the figure towering over us. It doesn’t take long to make out his features, thanks to the excellent night vision all werewolves possess. I realize it’s another warrior by his attire, one of the finest men I’ve ever laid eyes on. It’s a wonder I failed to notice him before. True, there are thousands of men in camp, but it’s hard to miss such a presence. Perhaps he seems even more appealing now due to the seemingly impossible fact that he appears to be... "How dare you touch my mate!" he roars at a now terrified Dane. "No one touches my mate and gets away with it." With that, he bends down and snaps Dane’s neck as easily as if it were a twi

Lila’s long auburn hair swayed like a banner of superiority, her curves poured into tight training gear that left little to the imagination. “I’m not staring,” Elara muttered, keeping her eyes on the ground. “Just passing through.” Lila laughed, the sound cruel and melodic. “Passing through? This is the warriors’ ground, omega. Your place is in the kitchens scrubbing pots or spreading your legs for whatever low-ranked male will have you.” She stepped closer, her perfectly manicured nail jabbing Elara’s shoulder. “Or did you forget? Tonight is the Mating Ceremony. Maybe some desperate gamma will pity-fuck the pack’s favorite defect.”

“No, there’s nothing going on between us.” I don’t know why I have to answer his question if I could just ignore him the way I can. I could feel my stomach twisting and turning because of the way how he stared at me. Why? Why did he ask such question? He nodded his head, taking my answer. But I know he’s not convinced judging by the look in his eyes. He look down on the map. “You do know that a werewolf can only pick their mate if it’s another werewolf, right?”

What is he doing here? " You are not welcomed here." Damian's father said. " I don't care." He replied sharply, not bothered at all by the armed men pointing their arms at him. " I came to pick up my mate. I've given her enough space." I squirmed and freaked at the same time at his voice. I forgot how to breathe when his eyes scanned the environment, for a second, I thought he'd seen me. " That's ridiculous, Lycans and werewolves can't be mates. It's never happened." My father said.

Fallon laughs and I hate him even more "This is not a matter of the elders, a war is brewing and you have no idea how serious this is," "This is not about the war; this is about the fact that Beau has a mate. He could be stronger after the mating ritual. He will be strong enough to be the alpha." Olin manages. Fallon laughs again and somehow this upsets Olin, he walks over till he is face to face with my uncle and I know what will happen next if this continues. Olin is already angry and Fallon is amused by that fact. He wants a fight; I shouldn’t let that happen.