Werewolf Mating Process Novels & Stories

It's mostly done during sex… they call it mating here by the way. The male werewolves would mark their partners by piercing their fangs through their partner's necks. My hand instinctively flew to my neck, my heart fluttering nervously. A part of me felt scared, but my mind quickly drifted to that day when I first saw Kael naked, and my throat tightened. Something shifted inside me, and for some crazy reason, I looked forward to the… mating. Giselle continued, “rejection is possible. Either of the two parties can reject the other if they're not interested…”

"It was the moon goddess, it was a complicated thing, and I don't really believe in that kind of stereotype, but to give you an insight, werewolves lived to find a mate, when they turned in their right age, they seek their mates, and when they do, a werewolf would know, because the feeling was quite.... special. You could only feel it when staring at a potential mate. Once they find each other, they do mark each other, bite each other and make a claim, then they'll seal their bond..." I raised a brow and looked at him questioningly when he stop talking. "By? By doing what?" I challenged. He closed his eyes shut and then looked at me like I'm the one who was causing him pain all his life. "By

I nodded, telling the women silently to continue. "When you're a werewolf, the next stage of the mating process begins. That's the mating chase, and your wolf will be watching him like a hawk and testing him to determine whether or not he's a suitable mate. Which he will be, because he's Rocco." She tossed a hand toward the wolf. "After that, your wolf will bite him, and then all that's left is the climax. During that, you'll be overwhelmed with lust, and fucking like rabbits for a few days until it's out of your system." My eyebrows shot upward. "You had me up until the sex."

"Oh! She's quite strong." "Like her father," I agreed, exchanging a smile with Daniel, Tuccus, who watched the interaction with evident fascination. "To answer your earlier question," Daniel said, turning to his father, "mates in werewolf culture are something beyond human marriage. It's a soul-level connection, from what I understand." "That's a good description," I confirmed. "Werewolves recognise their true mates through an instinctive bond. It's not something chosen, but rather discovered, a connection that exists on multiple levels."

"What? What do you mean heat?" Jon exhales, pulling me against his chest as he props himself up a little more. “It’s a werewolf thing. When a female reaches a certain point in her maturity, usually after bonding with her mates, her body starts responding to them on a different level. It’s instinctual. Physical. Emotional. Your body’s telling you it wants... us. Although, it's weird because none of us have marked you yet but it may be different because you are a Velen." I feel my cheeks go up in flames. “This is because of you and Arc?”

Will moved till he was kneeling before her and took her hands in his on her lap. “Will what’s going on?” Cybel froze, feeling anxiety welling up inside her. “Cybel do you know anything about werewolf mates?” Her eyes narrowed slightly and she nodded, albeit a little hesitantly, “Werewolves have the unique ability to identify potential mates when they first meet them, it's instinctive almost.” “Like instant attraction?” Will scrunched up his face and shrugged. “Not technically, it’s more like a chemical reaction in the brain when a wolf picks up its mate’s scent. We kind of just know and because of this knowledge, we are inclined to protect this person.” Cybel nodded slowly as if understandin

“I never liked someone before.” My eyes widened. “Really?” I exclaimed. “That is impossible! There are many beautiful ladies in your habitat --- I mean, lunas! They said that female werewolves are hot and good at sex." "Would not deny that. Roy, my closest pal, is not even ashamed of having sex with lunas here,” he said. “But isn’t that sealing a bond?” I asked. “Having sex? Does he not have a mate?” “Werewolves can only seal a bond when their mates have been bitten already. Without a mark, you can still have an intercourse with the others.”

She questioned, "Does a werewolf know how to date? "We refer to it as mating season." Rondolf gave a strong response. The man's charisma spread as he grinned. "We choose a female or a male to have offspring during the mating season." Rondolf rubbed the top of Rula's head with his fingers. "Like a cat looking for a mate during mating season, Rula." Too low a parable. The werewolf is equivalent to the king of the jungle in the wild. "You said you didn't have much time," Rula said. The smile on the edge of her lips was so challenging. "The mating season doesn't last long, does it?"

"Can you explain it to me again? I want to understand what's happening between us." The silence stretched taut as a wire. When he finally spoke, his voice was gravelly with barely contained need. "Every werewolf is blessed with a mate," he said, his eyes never leaving mine. "Someone who completes them. The bond is sacred, unbreakable when it's accepted." "How do you accept it?" The question came out breathless. His gaze dropped to my neck, and I felt it like a physical caress. "Through marking. When a werewolf marks their mate, they're bound for life. Their souls become connected. They can feel each other's emotions, share each other's pain and pleasure."

Elara looked unhappy but she stayed quiet, watching, which was unlike her. Nevertheless, I was happy. Janet spoke through the mic. "The subject is calm today. Proceed with the compatibility test." I ignored Mara, keeping my eyes on Elara. Later, when the room cleared and only Elara remained outside the barrier, I pressed my hand to the glass. I pointed at her, then at myself. "Mate," I said, voice rough. "You are my mate." This was the point, the truth, and every other answer she needed. The scientists would never understand that werewolves do not reproduce through simple biology. We reproduce through fated bonds.