Romans & histoires Warrior Cats Mating Stories

“You mean the lore about her mating not only Pan, but a human? I mean, we were told the story, but…it’s just a tale. It’s not real.” The Oracle just stares at him, as if he is a stupid child who was given the answer, but is too dimwitted to see what was right in front of him. “It can’t be real,” Lauren says. “That would mean that mate trios are…” Her thought fades into vapor, but she looks back and forth between me and Richard. There is so much longing and pain in her stare. And a little spark of hope that kills me. “Mate trios are real,” Lucille confirms. “And they have started to come back, if what the alpha of the Diana pack says is to be believed.”

Everyone nodded and we all touched and we were back at my mate’s house in the blink of an eye. We landed in the back yard and I heard my mate run outside, “They’re friendly!” I laughed, “Are we still fighting hot and heavy?” She nodded, looking absolutely exhausted, “Yeah. I have launched close to one hundred spears in the time you’ve been gone. Speaking of which, thank you for bringing in so many reinforcements!” She jumped up and put her arms around my neck. She kissed me on the cheek and dropped back to the ground. Damn, I loved that. She’s so tiny that she has to jump to kiss me on the cheek. I think it’s cute as hell. My dad had the same look. I put my arm around her and smiled, “Adele,

This story is difficult, and it’s one I have told absolutely no one before in my whole life. “My father had me with my mother, an unbonded Omega. Although I have the royal white fur, I am an Omega, and therefore useless to my father. He had other children, Alpha children, but most died in battle. The only survivor is too young to be Alpha of the pack, and my father is too old.

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!

Eager to reach the tower and see the woman he’d been yearning for. “Does your little she-wolf know what’s coming?” Rampage asked on the way up. Warlord stared ahead and said nothing, so Rampage insisted. “About the Mating Moon?” “No. She was locked away for all of the ones before.” “She was an innocent?” Warlord’s lips tightened but he said nothing. “Ah.” Rampage nodded. “Before you got to her.” “Is there a point to this little chat?” Warlord’s head whipped to look at the boy who was of the same height.

Not in a bad or sexual way, of course, only in the way that makes them cry for their mommies. "Good evening, everyone. I would like to introduce you to my mate Jessi who is also one of the newly recruited warriors," Wyatt says, and I see the shock on their faces. "No wonder she made it through. She's the king and queen's pet and your mate. There's no other reason a female wolf would be a warrior." One of the men says, looking me up and down. His mate smirks next to him. She might not be so smug if she could see the way he's staring at my cleavage.

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

"If I don't make it, if the fairy does me in, I leave Vespasian as my heir." I walked away laughing at the pandemonium that statement left behind as I took to the sky heading to her place. I'd used the time at the table to map out a plan in my head. Thankfully our mating ritual isn't as long and drawn out as the humans'. Their courting shit can go on for months, sometimes years. That's one of the most baffling things about the species to me. The fact that they can leave their mate without claiming her as theirs and even have other males around her sometimes long enough to steal her away from them, and this after they'd completed the mating ritual sometimes.

But the one thing I did not agree on with Frost Moon Pack is this one rule, that only wolves who are Warriors are allowed to be mated into the pack. This rule was established forty years ago when the previous Alpha, Jack Frost, lost his mate. No one knows what happened for this to come into place; all we know is that if a member of Frost Moon Pack found their mate and that mate turned out not to be a warrior, the Frost Moon Pack member has two options. Option One: You leave your pack and family and join your mate’s pack. Option Two: You reject your poor mate and take a chosen mate who is a warrior.

“But you came back. So..” “So, I went to one kingdom. And made my way through it in about 2 weeks. Then I hopped to another country, and there I met Cat. She was the princess and she hadn’t found her mate yet. We hit it off, we were the same age, and she asked to come with me as I traveled through their kingdom so she could look for her mate as well. Her father approved, so after about a week of avoiding it we headed out. We had to travel through this one pack to get to the one we were headed to, our plan was to start furthest away and then move upwards back to the castle. Well, when we arrived at this pack we had to travel through, we stopped for dinner, and it turned out as fate would have