1095 Mate Novels & Stories

She questioned him sternly. Mateo kept looking at her before turning her dresser. He placed the brown bags on it. He didn’t only buy coconut water for her. He also brought flavored yogurt for her, and some boxes of berries, that she also likes. As he was about to turn around to look back at her to answer her – Faith’s phone started to ring. It was on the dresser, so Mateo’s eyes immediately went to the screen. He clenched his jaws to see Elijah’s name flashing on it.

I stuttered. "Oh damn!. You think that's why? No. Absolutely hell no! It was because I scented you. You are my mate! But then I followed the scent to see that my Luna has a son. Despite that, I couldn't leave you stranded and being harmed by those rascals. I am not believing what I just heard right now. How am I his mate too? The flashback of when I met Mateo at the biviclub came back to me. He called me mate! The first thing he said to me when our eyes met in his room was to call me his mate. This means only one thing for sure: Mateo is also a werewolf and not a human. But why did he kill my family? Does that mean any of my parents or even both were werewolves? Does that mean that I have be

“Where?” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box. “Is that what I think it is?” I gasped. “Yes and no,” Adrian smiled, popping open the ring box. Nestled inside, there were two thin braided gold bands. “It’s not an engagement ring. I know we’re going to get married, but I don’t think either of us are quite there yet. These are mate bands – kind of archaic and not used widely anymore. You wear them on your right-hand ring finger, not the left like a wedding bad, and it tells everyone that you have a mate.”

There were no bodyguards, everything was light, easy, and peaceful. When the waiter cleared our plates, Mateo reached into his pocket. He pulled out a long box and placed it on the table. I immediately tensed. "Mateo, I cannot accept jewelry from you." Mateo laughed softly, shaking his head. "It's not diamonds, Roosevelt. I know you better than that. Open it." I hesitated, then slowly reached out and opened the lid. Inside the box, resting on white silk, was a beautiful vintage fountain pen. It was made of dark cherry wood with elegant gold details. It was stunning.

"Mateo. You bring the charts?" Mateo spat onto the wet concrete, his dark eyes sliding past Elias to land on me. He took in my bruised knuckles, the dirt smudged across my jaw, and the subtle, telltale weight in my right pocket. A slow, yellow-toothed grin spread across his face. "You look like hell, my friend. International Maritime Security has your faces on a red notice from Lima to Tierra del Fuego. They say you blew up a mountain in Antarctica."

I bump into something big and quite firm, I felt arms snake around me [[ easy there mate ]] sparks lit up my body like wildfire. M-Mate? I am engulfed in the scent of Chocolate mixed with Cinnamon, I sink my face deep into his chest and inhale and almost c*m in my pants. I look up then ease out of his embrace and look up to the man standing before me ** mate ** we both say at the same time.

Mate: What do I smell like? Me: Orange blossoms and ginger. Mate: And that smells good to you? Me: Very! Mate: Has anyone ever told you that you’re weird? Me: Weird good? Or Weird bad? Mate: So far, it’s good. Me: Try to get some sleep Lily bud. Patrick approved our training, so tomorrow morning, your ass is mine.” Mate: I look forward to it. Me: Go to sleep, but if you need to talk, I’m only a text message away.

“Oh, um, er… I was suddenly craving Chinese food so… I guess I came here all alone? Haha, I should really bring them along next time, huh? A-Anyway! I thought you weren’t here at all! When did you…?” Mateo took the seat directly opposite her and answered her half-jokingly, “Just now. Maybe I had a premonition that you’d be around this evening, so I returned, just in time! Hee hee. Oh, right. We’re gonna add new dishes onto the menu soon, but I would love to have the kitchen prepare them now for you. This is the best time for me to get a bit of your precious review, my beta taster!”

I continue smoking the cigarettes, but my little man won’t let me be; he keeps jerking up. “Bring me two whores,” I echoed on the phone. “Okay, boss,” Mateo responded. I hung up the call, waiting for the whores to come in. Mateo came in with the two whores, they are fully endowed, with big boobs and an ass that can turn any man up. They have beautiful faces, but I find them annoying. “They are not as beautiful as that nun girl I met yesterday. She has bigger boobs and ass than they, which are covered by her big clothes.”

The sight of him knocks the air right out of me. I stare. Frozen. His mouth moves, and his voice echoes through the room. “I am officially putting the Mate Games on hold,” he says. “Effective immediately.” There’s a ripple of gasps and confusion in the bar. Some girl near the front makes a sharp noise, half-disbelief, half-anger. But I barely hear her. I’m too busy watching him.