Warriors Mating Novels & Stories

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.

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.

Valen's POV It was like an out-of-body experience for me. My entire life had been a series of battles, cold nights, and the crushing weight of a crown I never asked for. Because of that hard life and my own volatile personality, I had never really cared for women. In werewolf tradition, most of us waited for our mates. While some didn't care and slept around, multiple sexual activities between non-mates were usually frowned upon. I fell into the category of those who just couldn't be bothered.

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.

“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.”

The mate bond does that to you. "What if he is our Mate" Ara says, blushing. "Stop it Ara, Omegas don't get Warrior Mates, and even if they do, they get rejected" I told her. "Ok now Jia sleep" Ara scolded me. "Good night Ara, love you" "Love you too girl"

It was the place where she felt she belonged, now and forever. "You know, in old times, and I mean old times like before my parents… Middle Ages, and even before that, there was a handful of cases when dragons were mated to other species. Plus, there is something about pure dragon couples that makes them infertile for the better part of the century. That's partly the reason why there's so little of us in the world. And most of the living dragons are now very old. Some of them never had kids…

“Very well. That boy has secrets I don’t have time to uncover. Did you know he was mated to Dara?” My eyes enlarged but slowly dilated. I suspected that they could be mates. “I give them my blessings.” I said humorously. “Will your mate do as well?” he raised a brow. And why wouldn’t she? She wasn’t romantic but she won’t stop her warriors from chasing after love. “I believe she will.” “Good.” He huffed loudly. “Because another warrior of hers was mated to my Delta. And I don’t want hesitations at all.”

he demanded from Mila. Mila lifted her face and lowered her hand from her forehead. “Nothing,” she said with a smile. “But I heard Ciara talking about being pregnant.” “I want to be pregnant,” Ciara quickly added. “With Scott, of course.” “Have you two officially mated?” Denver asked. Ciara furrowed her brow, confused. “You mean... married?” Denver smiled, and Mila laughed at his words. Then she wrapped her arm around Denver’s waist. “Yes, marriage can also be a way to officially mate with your partner. But as werewolves, we have our own way of solidifying our relationship.”

In other words, her geeky self might have been a letdown, regardless of what the AI thought. "Yes and no. While human females might require special fertility drugs to procreate, when it comes to mental harmony, they are more than compatible if matched with the right male. The spirit ancestors of his people are quite adept at finding the perfect female. And in the past, once a warrior was given permission to mate, he would abduct his Earthling and perform the mating ritual." "So they get married?" The computer paused. "It's more than marriage. From the written studies on it, apparently during the bonding, the souls of the two join and become one."