All Chapters of Taming My Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Harper sat up in her bed with her breath caught in her throat. Dark hair framed her cheeks, and her expression was haunted. Dreams of the same man had haunted her for the past three weeks. He had mischievous eyes and expressive eyebrows. Everything about him screamed sex, yet there was a depth to him that left Harper breathless every morning. The man had to be her mate. Harper's eighteenth birthday was coming up, and that was when the people in her werewolf family started dreaming of their mates. The moon goddess seemed to know Harper would be the most powerful with her true mate. Yet Harper couldn't fulfill the moon goddess's wish of finding him. Harper's father had promised her hand to another alpha. She was about to marry a werewolf she had never met. It made her stomach churn with unhappiness. Harper wanted to find her true mate, but sadly it wasn't what the kingdom needed. Another werewolf pack had threatened to attack the castle, and Harper needed to be mated to protect h

Saint's body had been in a slumber for over a decade. No access to food or water had turned him into a weak shell. His pride and muscles were gone, and he needed water and sex to recover his strength. He drew his knees to his bare, dirty chest for warmth with a sigh. Even though Saint didn't age, he felt like a ghost inside this cell. Lost. Forgotten. Never to be seen by the world again.The life of a prisoner didn't suit him. Saint had once been a powerful ruler who made women fall like flies right by his feet. He had been beautiful. Seductive and deceiving—someone you couldn't trust with your life.He had also been a conquerer. That's why the werewolves had locked him up in the first place. At first, Saint had laughed at being locked up. He thought someone would come to save him. But years passed, and no one ever came.Eventually, the lack of food had made Saint's body enter an eternal slumber. Now, he was perplexed about his awakening.That woman who had talked to him earlier...

Harper's dream was different as she slept on the couch.Instead of facing her mate, she watched his muscular back from afar. He was standing on a hill in front of the castle in the Autumn air. Werewolves were racing toward him in their wolf forms. Leaves circled from the sky, wolves howled at the skies, and anxiety immediately struck Harper.She knew the werewolves weren't friendly. Their paws hit the ground as they violently leaped forward. She could feel their anger from a mile away. These werewolves were here to kill.So why didn't her mate escape?Snarling and growling could be heard coming closer. It made Harper's chest fill with fear. Again, she asked herself why her mate wasn't running away? If he continued standing there, he would be killed!Even though this was a dream, Harper shouted. "Please, move! Run! Get away from the hill, or you will die!"As expected, her mate didn't pick up on her voice. Instead, he peculiarly lifted his hands and fingers. A chant left his lips, and

Smiling, Harper looked up at the setting sun in relief. Soon, she would get to see Saint's face again. She had thought this day would never end. Every minute at school had felt like an entire lifetime. But now, Harper was finally walking down the street with Tanja and Frida. "Ryan is so cute," Frida swooned and touched her cheek while thinking of the guy she was dating. "He came to my house with homemade cinnamon buns. Regardless of my father's glares, my parents eventually opened up to him. No one can resist his baking."Harper smiled. "Ryan sounds like a great guy.""Indeed," Tanja agreed and wagged her eyebrows meaningly. "When do we get to meet him?""Huh?" Frida blushed. "Guys, I just started dating Ryan—you're not meeting him anytime soon!"Harper grinned. "Ah, young love!"Tanja put her hand to her forehead. "Indeed... It's so beautiful... Dazzling, really...""Guys, stop! It's embarrassing!" Frida was entirely red in the face. Ryan was the first guy she had ever dated. "Why

After sharing breakfast with Saint, Harper was standing inside an airless room with the dressmaker. Her nose could barely gather any oxygen, and Harper suspected the windows were never opened to ventilate this room.It made Harper want to head outside. The weather was lonely. Sunlight shone through the windows, and birds were singing. Harper would have loved to take Saint out for a walk, but sadly, she was stuck inside this room."Ouch! Be careful, please?!" Harper cried out while wearing a blue satin dress. It brought out the blue from her eyes and looked good with the dark brown color of her hair, but the fabric sat way too tight. Penny, the dressmaker, glared up at her. "If you stood still, it wouldn't hurt, young lady. You're making it harder than necessary to put the needles in place. Stop dancing around.""I think you're pulling the fabric too tightly around me. I feel like I'm wearing a second skin," Harper grimaced. "And I'm shaking because you're clumsy with the needles!"A