Werewolf Mate Facts Novels & Stories

I did not know which option scared me more. "Nate, that is impossible. Werewolves are not real. They are myths. Stories." "They are real and I can prove it. But first I need you to understand why I am telling you this." He stepped closer. Took my hands in his. "In werewolf culture, we have something called mates. It is like a soulmate but stronger. Biological. When a wolf finds their mate they know instantly. Everything in them screams that this person is theirs. That they belong together. That they would die to protect them."

At thirty-four he was nearly as tall as Lucian, though slightly leaner, his presence sharp and alert like a wolf constantly ready for battle. ‎ ‎His hair was dark brown, tied loosely at the back, and a faint scar traced across his jaw—earned during a border war years ago. ‎ ‎Lucian exhaled slowly. ‎ ‎“I don’t even know her name.” ‎ ‎Cigar smirked. ‎ ‎“But you know she’s yours.” ‎ ‎Lucian finally turned. ‎ ‎“Yes.” ‎ ‎The word carried weight. ‎ ‎In werewolf culture, **mates were sacred**. ‎

But I held firm. “Some think it’s evolutionary compatibility, others believe it’s the Goddess who pairs them together. Either way, werewolves have fated mates. A soulmate, for lack of a better world. We recognize our mates on sight or by their scent.” I blurted out as fast as I could.

He asked as I glared at him. "I'm sorry if I misunderstood you, but there's nothing to be angry or shy about. Werewolf mates also go out and spend a lot of time together. The only difference between them and us would be that the very first thing they would try and do is mark each other.It's like this desire and longing to be one, mostly if they know and have feelings for each other," he said and then frowned deeply. When he slightly tilted his head as if remembering something, he gasped loudly.

He had died while protecting his Alpha, rogues had attacked them during a visit to a pack up north. The pain was instant, my mother's heart and soul left the moment my father took his last breath. She couldn't bear the thought of being on this earth without her soul mate, the person who shared half her soul. A mate connection is so delicate and precious that the moment you see the person who holds half your heart and soul, time stops. Only werewolves have the ability to identify who their soul mate is. Unlike a human, they can sense their mate from touch, smell and eye contact. To a werewolf, a mate is their entire universe and more, they complete you in every way.

Daphne shook her head, looking down at her trembling hands, “I don't really understand much about werewolves. What exactly is a mate?” Mamie seemed surprised, but she shook it off. “A blessing from the moon goddess,” Mamie said. “Each werewolf is given a mate whom they are fated to love and to be loved by for life.” Her smile seemed tinged with a memory that she wasn’t going to share with Daphne. Were she and Blade mates? Did every werewolf have the same belief about mates? Arthur had said practically the same thing. “But could a human be a werewolf's mate?” Daphne wondered. It didn’t make any sense to think so. “I don’t feel anything as strong as what you’re implying…”

I know he was doing this to ease off tension " One, what's the Moon Goddess name and does she have a mate like everyone else? " Two, Is it possible for a werewolf to have a human mate? " Three, What do I do after now? " Four, how does werewolves shift? Can me and Asher shift? " Tell me more about.... mates". I said breathlessly catching my breath. "Woah woah, too much for a start but well I'll answer from the bottom". I frowned and he chuckled as he answered me; "Mates are to be forever and when they find each other out, they most likely would want to know more about themselves, move in together and yunno, complete the mating process which includes marking on the neck and that stuff that bri

"Warewolves also have things called a 'Mate' it's a person that is made especially for them and paired to them by the moon goddess herself. Warewolves have a pull to their 'Mate' and know as soon as they are of age their mates scent, appearance, everything about them is like an addiction you just have to have it." He looks and me and waits for me to nod for him to continue, I take a minute to take that all in saving up my questions until he's finished explaining everything. I nod for him to continue. But it's Ajax that speaks next.

I guess there’s no hiding now. “How much do you know about werewolves? And mates?” I ask them. “Only that werewolves have mates. They only get one.” Preston answers. I nod. “Well, it’s a little deeper than that.” I start. “Our mates are our soulmates. Literal soulmates. We have half of a soul but our mates carry the other half. We become one when we meet at a certain age.” I glance up to see if they are paying attention. I notice that I need to explain a little bit more.

Skylar looked at her silently, giving her all her attention, then Lyra took her hands between hers. "I admit that we take a lot of risks. We put our lives at stake for this future that we dream of. There is still little Vixel ignored everything about this organization. He believed me on a mission in a pack of werewolves, so We late made the decision to tell him about it to get his help because even if he is my mate, he could have betrayed us. " Skylar spread the surprise eyes.