Wattpad Mates Novels & Stories

I looked up at my mom and dad and my dad picked me up. "Daddy what's a mate?" My parents and their friends chuckled. "Sweetie a mate is your destined partner given to us by the moon goddess. Your mother and I are mates as well as husband and wife. Everyone has a mate and when you're eighteen not only does your wolf awaken but you are of age to find your mate. Sometimes they're in the same pack as you other times like with me and your mom they're in a different pack but the moon goddess always makes sure you find them."

Her voice was a symphony of pure enchantment, a melodic whisper that could charm the gods themselves. “Mate? What's that?” I asked again, still walking closer to her. She never left where she was, and I never got closer to her. “Mate is referred to as a predestined, supernatural bond between two individuals. They are soulmates. And mate bond is a fated union, chosen by me to identify who your mate is. It's marked by a strong, irresistible attraction between the two mates.” Her tone was soothing, calming, and uplifting all at once, like a gentle summer breeze.

Brad met Luna Paulina’s eyes, “mate? What is a mate?” The Luna went on to educate Brad, “mates are what The Creator sends each werewolf. When we meet our mates, we know because of how our body, our mind, our soul reacts to that person like we have never reacted to anyone else.” Luna Paulina pauses to regain her composure, thinking of her dear Trayvon and the huge hole that loss has left in her heart. Taking a deep breath, Luna Paulina apologizes, “I’m sorry…” Travis seems to understand and took over the explanation, “we believe that mates are drawn to one another and once they mate and mark one another, they are together until death do they part. A mate is a more intense, more intimate commi

I answered honestly. "Mates are like soulmates. lovers or partners who are meant to be with each other. You see every werewolf has a mate, be it human, vampire or whatever being the moon goddess our god has chosen for us. To us they are who we choose to love, respect and treasure. But there are times when the other mate refuses to be together with his partner and that ends badly for our kind. Some die, while some go crazy and leave the pack. To us mates are like a gift and miracle because we grow up waiting to come across them or to find them. You are mine and Ryan's mate." He said as I quickly turned and faced him. "Me, your mate?" I asked on top of my voice.

Miatta Mates? It couldn't be. Could it? I let go of his shirt, trying to meditate on his unbelievable words. I was a werewolf and he was a demonic lycan. We had nothing in common: he, a cowardly prince and me, a princess turned slave. It couldn't be possible that the Moon Goddess would be that unfair to me. We were on good terms, mostly. Yet my head spun with multiple possibilities, a tiny part of me taking his words as truth, especially the part about losing my soul. My mother and I had made a conversation out of the topic of mates once. Although I had been partially embarrassed and partially impatient to return to a swordfight practice with my brothers, I got a few things from what she had

“Am I just some... placeholder until the Lunar Goddess decides otherwise?” Ethan winced, clearly hating where the conversation was going. He gently took my hand and placed it between his warm palms. "Listen, Quinn. In my entire life, I have never felt a mate bond, okay? Not once. Some wolves go their whole lives without finding a mate. There is no guarantee that it will ever happen to me." "But if it does?" I asked, barely above a whisper.

He said as if that meant something. "What? What are you talking about?" "You're my mate." "You already said that. What's exactly is a mate?" He stood in the middle of the room. "A mate is someone who you are destined to be with for the rest of your life. It's why you feel the sparks when I touch you or why you're always thinking of me." "Who says I think about you?" I snapped. "Do you not?" He eyed me.

“Angela, dear, you do realize what that means, don’t you?” “I do,” I said, meeting her gaze head-on. “And I don’t care. I didn’t choose this, Luna. The Moon Goddess did. He’s my mate.” She sat back slowly, exhaling as if she didn’t quite know how to respond. I could see the conflict in her, part of her wanted to argue, to convince me this wasn’t a good idea, but the other part probably knew she had no right to question the bond between mates. After a long silence, she finally spoke. “I just… I didn’t expect this. You and Aaron.” She shook her head slightly. “That will cause quite a stir. He is practically a nobody child. Won’t you like to have a secured future?”

She flipped her long curly hair back, and I couldn’t help but smile, realizing this person had truly captured my friend's heart. We walked out of the classroom, aimlessly strolling without a destination in mind. I kept glancing around to make sure that nuisance wasn’t following me. "He's your mate, right?" I asked, and she shook her head. "I’ve never seen my mate yet, which is quite odd, to be honest, but it’s fine. One can be in love with or without the mate bond." I completely agreed with her. "What about you?" she asked, turning to me. "Have you seen your mate?"

They are my best friends. Just one thing, is missing My Mate. I didn't find him today, maybe tomorrow, or next month or even next year. You can never know. Some lucky werewolves find their mate on their birthday itself and some don't find them for years, they have to travel in search of mates. I hope, I am not one of them. I hope, I find him soon.