All Chapters of MATED VS UNMATED: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“It’s your birthday tomorrow”. He said to me holding my arms around his body. I was leaning on his shoulder with my head buried at his back, I can feel his breath as he touched me with his hands, so cold, I can feel his icy palm as he touched my waist. I was intoxicated, in love, yes I was yet anxious about tomorrow.  I was lost deep in thought of what becomes of my new age some hours to complete my eighteenth birthday. I was indeed in a fury of what becomes of me after now, turning into a teen wolf is something every werewolf family wanted from their offspring. “Yeah, I know ”. I said to him, gently still leaning on him. “Come here. I know exactly how you feel right now, I can tell you, I felt this way too .”He said squeezing my butts. He squeezed them so gently that it aroused a sequenced felt for pleasure, simultaneously, I knew he wanted to mate but it's not just time for it, We had waited all these years being tomorrow without mating. I kne

They subsisted on mating with me at this time, hungry for pleasure. The danger of being sigma at eighteen, on your birthday, had appeared to be a terrible birthday of my lifetime. I was vanquished by their aggressive countenance, neither did I get agitated by my present condition, I wanted to be found at my peaceful abode once again with Mr Hooges and my siblings. I missed my sisters Nikky and Camela, I had wished Shrudge was here to my salvage, these are people that understood who I was, the way I were with incompatibility to be found around them. I gained consciousness it was like a transmit but to my bewilderment, it was all a true story, the male Rogue is getting too much attached.  ‘Please don't hurt me.’ The words escaped from my vocal box  It never changed the situation, I could hear them, they did bark at me, some whimpered, some woofed, some growled, others snarled in their howling styles technically and clinical, quite abs

‘It's okay. We leave that for another exploration. I decided to end the talk right there before I go bananas again. It was almost nightfall when Flutta and I went out to the gathering; A congregation of werewolves from their different clans. The Rogue and the Luna, with their special abilities except me with all characteristics I ought to possess I seem to have none. There were the cold-blooded buzzards around. I had expected the Cullens but none of them showed up. They made a fire from fuelwood at the centre of the gathering where we all sat on sharp sand in circumference for the mating agenda. The environment was cool, a decent venue they chose, a coast side shore with many pine trees and the royal palms for decoration, it was a night for horror games and pleasures. There were no inmates of human or its kind in sight for they could be preys to double entertainment. We commenced the event with chants and kinds of music, we sang along to

‘You claim you're a priest of the North and...’ Warrd could finish his sentence. ‘No, you get it wrong, I am a priest of the North and hierarchy of the wolf clan, a doctor of witches’. The fat man explained‘You mean you're a witch doctor too?’ He asked hilariously ‘A doctor of witches ....’ his voice went deep ‘I had saved you, so then see you some other time, you owe me though.’ Warrd was about to leave him in the woods alone.‘You're not gonna leave me here. Are you?’ He looked pitiable ‘Just watch me leave you here fat arse stranger, priest of the North, Doctor of Witches right ?’ Warrd expressed ‘Oh yeah, you got it right this time but please I am not a fat arse stranger. You can call me Billy. Yeah...Billy that's my name...Billy.’‘Bily is that a name or...’ Warrd was interrupted again.‘No, it's not Bily, you had to get it correctly. It's Billy...like B I L L Y. ’ He corrected.‘Okay Billy...fat old stranger.’ Warrd teased.‘We are no strangers anymore, you saved my lif

Billy hummed a song in the little dark corner of his room, he opened an old big catalogue, flipping the book pages after pages, he kept touching the tip of his tongue with his fingers for easy flipping. Soon he focused on a particular page and drew out a map from the top left corner of where he sat, it had turned ancient but still flexible to roll. ‘Here it is. The North wild world where the witches were chased and dwelt and cursed the land protectors and their generation with a spell. Only the white witches can help cure this curse and save the wolf prince for he is living under an unknown spell. I will lead the team of the eight, we shall match out in our strength accord to break this curse and I will do everything in my power to make the prince live, for I owe him my life.’Just then there was a knock at the door, Billy stood up and hid the book once again, he had only left the map on the old fashioned table where the latter stood illuminating the dusty room.Certainly, no one has