Werewolf Fated Mates Books Novels & Stories

To waste into its nothingness before the date of my mating. Only one thing made me want to wake up another day. It was the mystery of the Keffer. Shade. The girl whose very skin mirrored my soul. Whose existence held a shallow promise I was determined to keep. "We can not fail the treaty." Mother continued. I knew of the agreement. After Criston the Cruel, every Night Wolf that had not been mated by his 25th birthday would be arranged to be mated. Normal wolves usually found their mates days or months after their eighteenth birthday. If one had to wait for two to three years it was considered long and unlucky yet not completely unheard of.

I just stood there, human-shaped and wrong, while the world celebrated without me. And Jason — my Jason — walked past me without a word. Crossed the clearing to where Alyssa stood in her new wolf form, sleek and silver, and when she shifted back, he kissed her. In front of the whole pack. In front of me. You don't say no to your fated mate. The mate bond was the strongest force among wolf shifters. When you found your fated mate, your wolf chose for you — body, heart, instincts, all of it locked onto one person. Fighting it was pointless.

I had to tell her the truth about this world, even if it sounded impossible. "Lisa, look at me," I said softly, lifting her chin. "In this pack, we are not entirely human. We are werewolves. In this world that I’ve been hiding from you, there is something called a fated mate. It’s a soul bond. When a wolf finds their mate, the entire universe centers on that one person. They become obsessive and protective. They would destroy anything just to keep that person safe." Lisa shook her head, her eyes wet with tears.

He rolled us so I was under him again, eyes glowing soft gold. “I have a Luna waiting in my bed, a pack that needs its Alpha, and a mate who finally howls my name when she comes.” He kissed me slow and deep. “Wild horses couldn’t keep me away.” I believed him. But in the distance, somewhere beyond the mountains, a lone wolf howled—long, mournful, and full of rage. The war wasn’t over. It was just beginning. And this time, I would be fighting beside my mate—with teeth, with claws, with everything I had become.

When he neared Sebastian, his two enemy that was thrown before acted quickly, transforming themselves into wolves and blocked his path once again. “Get out of my sight!” He roared fuming in rage. If they stay stubborn till the end, he'll have no choice but to eliminate them first. “We will protect our Alpha!” The two shouted determined. “Gamma Breitbart... Delta Gilbert...” Sebastian muttered gritting his teeth. These two siblings has been very loyal to him. Now seeing them standing for him in front of the strongest werewolf alive made him grateful. 'I can't thank the both of you enough, but I, your Alpha will repay this favor if we make it out alive!'

And now he was coming here. My wolf stirred uneasily at the thought of another powerful alpha near our mate. I shoved the feeling down. Louisa wasn't my mate. Not in any way that mattered.

I countered. “The same point I’ve been making this whole time. Vampires do not have fated mates. And there’s never been a case of a werewolf having a vampire or any other species beyond a human as a fated mate that I know of.” Auðr said. “Hold on.” I jumped off the bed and grabbed the big Firewolf mating book at my desk. “This is an ancient book on all werewolf mating. It’s been maintained by Luna Aurelia’s birth pack for centuries. Dad asked the keeper, Mr. Tracey, to borrow it.” I explained as I returned and opened the book.

Damion seemed out of breath all of a sudden. "Are you good?" "No! Far from it." Damion let out a groan, "My Wolf is taking notice of other females, and I'm literally panicking." He stated. Jayce continued walking again. "That's out of your control. Erica will have to come to her senses soon or she'll be replaced." He walked up to a desk as he claimed his next flight. "Getting your Mate is a one time deal. After that, your Wolf will take whatever partner it wants." Damion emphasized on the 'whatever. Jayce stepped away from the desk, moving to the next terminal.

he whispered, leaning down and capturing my lips with his. I froze under him as his lips pressed to mine. But...while part of me was terrified of the man before me, another part seemed drawn to him. Just like I was to Greyson and Jaxon. A mixture of hot and cold swept over me as a dawning realization hit me: This vampire was also my mate. What was happening? Only a few days ago and I'd never even had a boyfriend! Now I had three mates? This was all too much.

I hesitated to tell her more, but it would be better if I got it all out. “Hope, there’s more,” I said. She immediately looked wary. “I know I said I was ready for your secrets, but I’m not sure I really am,” she confessed. “This one is a good one,” I said with a smile, praying that she would see it that way. She looked at me expectantly. “Werewolves get their wolf at eighteen. After that, their wolf is always looking for their mate. We mate with just one wolf, someone that the moon goddess picked for us. It’s called fated mates.”