Werewolf Mates Novels & Stories

I lied, lowering my head, and my mother came over to meet me. “Mia, you can have more than one mate, but in most cases, we do have one mate. But I know of a woman who has two mates, and some do date three men at a time. They call them their mates, and they understand and don’t get jealous. They love the woman, treat her equally, and also mate with her. It’s a reverse harem stuff. But why are you asking me about that? If it’s not about Triple L, then who is it about?” Mom’s eyes curiously peered into mine, and I sighed. “I am just asking, as I was researching about werewolves last night, and I found out that it’s possible for a wolf to have more than one husband and several pups,” I said, loo

"For most werewolves, there's an existence called a mate. Those mates are practically the other half of themselves. Once a wolf together with their mate, they will be considered a perfect being among werewolves. Thus, the strength would also rise substantially." A spark of interest grew in Asteria's heart. After living for over a year here, she had never bothered to learn about werewolves or any other races the inhabitants of this world. She wished to not have any attachments, the less she knew, the faster it would be for any sense of belonging to fade away over time. She had a faint feeling that she could return back to the world she came from. "But how's that someone can betray their own m

she said. "Werewolf cougar, great." "Cougar or not, once I begin to change you, we become mates." "Mate?" I asked in disbelief. "Mmm yes." "Why?" "You know nothing of werewolves, but for now, because as far as I am aware, werewolves can only read the mind of a mate. Mates, like a soulmate, are rare, like finding a needle in a haystack. This situation isn't my idea of want either, but I am not gonna give up the opportunity of being with my mate."

Their jaws snapping as they come to join their Luna. Rue stilled when she felt the tingles of her mate nearing her. When her eyes snap to the right, her mate's red eyes snap to hers. His beast was enormous, jaws snapping in anger but not at her. "When we fight, we fight together." He mind-links her before setting his focus on the witch ahead and the piercing frightened eyes through the window.

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."

Surely the moon goddess would have ingrained that in fine print during our creation: can not kill soulmate. I sit on my bed—something that hasn't been used like it used to—and I fall deeper into the hole that's been forming in my gut since the very moment she ripped out his throat. The factor that makes us live as we do is the balance inside of us. The animalistic nature of the wolf is tamed by the human, but that woman was anything but tame. The human body has always overpowered the wolf mentally, yet she refuses to shift. Can she? Is refusing, or is she unable?

He said and I exhaled. "Is it possible to feel mated to someone but you don't know who?" I asked him and he stared back at me like I had grown horns. I waved him off and picked a file. I know he will not be able to relate. "Do you feel attached to someone?" He asked but I shook my head. "When are you going to meet your mate?" I asked him and he scoffed with a shrug. "My Beta needs a mate. The two leaders of a pack can't be without mates. One has to have. And besides, I don't want a playboy Beta." I said jokingly and he snorted.

He just wants to be close to her, while they converse, so he knows, if she is paying attention to him or not. "You forget that it doesn't work like that. When it comes to the case of werewolves, we don't have to be inlove, before we are mated. Most times, you may think you are inlove with someone, but then the goddess will choose someone else for you, a d you will have to learn to love that person, just like it was with you and me. Just the way it happened with King Arthur and Mogana and so many others that we know". "But that is wrong. The goddess keep people in perpetual mystery. Can't you see?

She knew something wasn’t right, especially after that telling glance. As the conversation lightened, Dragon raised his hand, signaling for attention, and spoke with an air of authority, “There’s something else you should know about werewolves. When mates discover their destined bond, they must spend one night in the Cave of Souls. It’s an ancient place that deepens their connection on a spiritual level. That night grants them a vision of their shared future, binding their hearts in ways that cannot be undone.”

I looked at him with glassy eyes. He stared back at me, his eyes held so much hate and resentment. “You might be probably hurt by what I said, but I am not taking back my words. This isn't how it should be. We aren't meant to be,” He said, and my heart broke. “I don't want a weak wolf as my mate, it can't work that way,” He sipped his wine and tears rolled down my cheeks.