Werewolf Mates Romane & Geschichten

I went over to the desk in my room and started writing, ‘Hey Mom, it’s been a while. I found out a lot over this last week; first, Nick is trying really hard to get me to like him, it’s sweet. Second, he took me to the house of the witches and I discovered that Nicholas is my mate.’ I wipe some of my tears away, ‘A vampire is my mate. How could the Moon Goddess pair me with a vampire? I don’t know what to do, Mom. What about children? Would they be hybrids? I feel like I should tell him but I don’t know if I want to be with him; maybe I should reject him, at least then I’d be free to find someone that I could truly love. I wish you were here to help me, Mom, I need your advice; I don’t have

His same possessive voice whispers pulling me closer to him, so his lips brushed against my earlobe, a shiver soon rushing through my body and down my spine as he did so. “But what is a mate?” I asked realising I had once again side tracked us with my many questions, where Dominic closed his eyes, leaned closer to my neck and took a deep breath in, his eyes seeming to return to blue once he looked back. “When a werewolf is born, the moon goddess herself assigns each a mate, this is a person designed especially, for them. Their souls can only be one when they are together, they fit so perfectly with one another and are destined to meet and spend the rest of their lives together. When they are

“Good. So earlier you said it was my… intimacy with her that unlocked her, right?” She nodded. Hmm. “Now I just need to understand something. How is that even possible? That can only usually happen when it's a wolf to another wolf. Like a mate thing. But from a wolf to a…” I paused, not wanting to use the derogatory term I was used to. “…a blood sucking creature?” She completed. I swallowed. “I was looking for a better term.” I grumbled, looking away. “I don’t want to use that for her.”

“So what’s with all this drama?” Nicholas appeared to be contemplating for a moment. “Okay, this might sound crazy but every werewolf has a mate,” he said. “I don’t get it. What’s a mate?” “Every werewolf is blessed with a soulmate, who will be his or her better half. It’s a blessing and a curse. We can identify our mates with their scent. Their scent is unique to us. A mated wolf will never look at another wolf and if a mate dies the other one often follows,” he explained and I nodded.

I told her. "Oh...," retorted Cali. "You to have understood that my brother doesn't need your help, he doesn't even want mine either," said Cali. "He just feels protective of us," she again told me. I nodded. Cali went on her way leaving my room. "Do werewolves rejects their own mate?" I had to ask recollecting what Kate had said. "Yes, they do sometimes," said Cali. I didn't expect Alpha Deucalion to do so to Kate. I mean she was a beauty anyone would have wanted.

Nadia spun around in hopes to catch another glimpse of the vampire. She then shut her eyes tight as a lump formed in her throat. This isn’t happening, she thought. Impossible..She continued. It was an irrevocably overwhelming rush of emotions when realizing that the villainous creature was her mate. Coyotes do not mate with such a bond much less to the opposite species. Vampires were cruel and unworthy. Their sole purpose is to kill and devour-that’s it. Whatever heart felt emotions they had were long gone and nonexistent. They weren’t capable of such responsibilities other than drinking blood.

Did you think I wouldn't find out at some point? "I know I did, but I wanted to spend as much time as possible with you before that happened." Amara, from the first time you faced me in that hallway, I knew you were my mate. -Mate? “Every werewolf has a mate. A love destined for him. Soulmates. When they meet there is no room for anyone else in their lives. Is love. It seemed a little cheesy to me to hear Elder talk about love, he didn't even show it off.

If I do not say this, then my goal will not be realized. The alpha king strolled towards me, his steps echoing against the four walls of his chamber. "Mates you say?" Just stick to your lies, River. There was no turning back. "Yes. We are mates." "Your second chance mate?" The werewolf can have a maximum of two mates (courtesy of the Moon Goddess' kindness to her offspring) if the other mate rejected us. But if the second chance mate still rejected a werewolf, there would be no other choice except to carry the pain of the severed connection between the two.

I had about 20 minutes left. Werewolf mates are destined for each other. They are paired together by the moon goddess to live the rest of their lives together. They spot their mate after getting an intense indescribable feeling of comfort, safety, home and love… as if the only safest place is in their arms. Mates generally find each other around the ages of 16 to 20 and when they do it is advisable that the male marks his lady by… biting! Hell no! how is this the only way to mark your mate? What if the mate in question, who resents the hell out of you for something you did not do, decides that it would be better to bite off a chunk of flesh instead?

She asked after a long pause. “A mate is more than just a romantic partner – they're a sacred bond, a lifelong companion, and an integral part of one's very existence. Isn’t just someone you love, but someone you can’t imagine living without because separation not only hurts, but kills the werewolf. They're the calming presence that soothes the beast within, and the loving support that nurtures the human heart. To us, finding one's mate is considered a sacred gift, a once-in-a-lifetime chance at true love and companionship. To us, a mate is not just a partner – they're a fundamental part of one's being, a missing piece that makes the whole.”