Alpha Nicholas's Little Mate Novels & Stories

Henry's eyes turn to my bandaged head. Sebastian. My mate's name is Sebastian. I could go on and on about how perfect it sounds. Through all this time I never thought to ask my mate his name, which seems very odd by now. I suppose his name could be anything that my imagination can shove together and I would still find it utterly flawless. My mate, now known to me as Sebastian, lets out a low grumble. "Henry, not right now." "Hey! Don't be in a bad mood. You've finally found your mate—who has a bandage on her head." Henry trails off and looks at me funny. "What happened to her head?"

I glance at Bane, who is focused on the road, clearly annoyed that I opened his window. "Do you have a mate?" he asks, losing focus and nearly causing an accident. "Hey, keep your eyes on the road!" I remind him as he continues driving. "So, do you have a mate?" "Why? Do you want to be my mate?" "Of course! That would make me the happiest woman in the world. But no, I don’t want to be tied to you in any way in this life. I wouldn’t drink from you even if you were the last drop of water on Earth," I reply sarcastically.

I could feel the irritation rise from my wolf at my weak reply. Time and time again she wanted to pounce on them for stepping all over us but my promise to my father held me back. I wouldn't do anything to make the family fall apart, I didn't necessarily need to be close with anyone. "Hmph!" She dumped the jar of milk and folded her hands under her bosom. "You seem to be making smart choices today. If you were this polite in your everyday life, maybe you would've come across your mate already." Mate. Was that all there was to a wolf?

Her eyes remained locked with my brother as if they were having a silent conversation. She exhaled deeply and said, “Mom has an antidote…” Nivaan grasped her hand and said, “Please Vally…” She pursed her lips and nodded before disappearing. “It’s okay cuckoo… he will be alright… you shouldn’t worry so much… it is not like he is your real mate…” Nivaan said, sitting beside me. Letting out a deep sigh, I said with a weak smile, “I must be the most unlucky person in this world…”

I could feel my throat begin to close as my lungs began to constrict in my chest. "I, Ashton Matthews, reject you, Ajax Storm, as my mate" those words felt like a stab to the heart and I felt my eyes water before I turned on my heels and ran as fast as I could back to the house. I ignored Mama and Beau's calls after me as I made a dash up to my room where I slammed the door shut. Everything around me felt like it was falling apart. I fell to my knees and sobbed. I clawed at my chest as Loki whined and whimpered in my head at the thought of our mate rejecting us for being different.

Suddenly, I recalled hearing some news some time ago about the death of Asher's mate. After about five seconds, I snapped out of the thoughts that had gotten me busy: "Who's Alpha Asher's mate?" I asked, "The last time I remember, they said Alpha Asher's mate died one time like that," I said, my tone ringing with curiosity as I tried to wrap my head around the exact year I heard it.

‘N-No…’ Nicholas sighed when he saw me seemingly enjoying it, and without giving me more time, he turned away. I choked back a cry, trying to stop him, but once again, only these cursed moans escaped my mouth. "Okay, if that's how it is, I understand. I'll let you go," Nicholas said coldly, and I was still moaning as Jacob increased his thrusts. "I hope you're happy with your choice. You are no longer my mate, but his, Alexa."

But his sharp, calculating eyes were fixed on Zara. Of course he’d be here. Of course he’d see. He pushed off the wall, walking toward us with slow, deliberate steps. “Is everything all right, brother?” I ground my teeth. His voice was too smooth, too knowing. “This is between me and my mate,” I snapped. Nicholas lifted his hands in mock surrender. “Of course. But when Luna is caught at the gates with a satchel in hand and no explanation…” He let the words trail off, his gaze sliding back to Zara. “Questions arise.”

‘Mate’ Alpha Austin ‘Mate’ was all Espin could say. He was jumping around in my head. ‘Say something idiot. Let mate know you want her’ All I could do was stare in shock. I have been craving a mate since I was 18. Now at 38, whoa, wow, I finally found her.

Mate Mate Mate The words kept ringing in his head. No other woman could take his roughness in his bed and still sneak out the next morning. No woman except A. She is special woman. 'And our mate' His Werecat chips in. Jor agrees with his Werecat. He has got to find her and mark her as his. Giving her the Mate bite that would bound them forever.