Romans & histoires Bride Mate

“You sound just like me when I was your age. But the truth is, Liam, you can’t run from who you are.” I set my glass down a little too hard, the sound echoing through the study. “So, what exactly is a mate? And how will I know when I find mine?” A knowing look crossed his face. “A mate is more than just a partner. It’s a bond. The one person that transcends logic and reason. It’s instinct, fate, and desire all wrapped into one. When you find her, you’ll know. Your wolf will know. Your wolf will be overprotective.”

The last time they spoke, he told her that she wasn't good enough. Matthew grabbed a fistful of Brandy's hair and yanked her backward so he could whisper in her ear, "Tell me you love me." "I love you," Brandy gasped as she could feel her orgasm approaching. "Say it again properly," Matthew growled, thrusting faster and harder. "I, Brandy Bray, daughter of Kenneth Bray and Mandy Bray, accept you, Matthew Hunter, as my mate and owner of my mind, body, and soul!" Brandy screamed out. Matthew bit her hard on her back as he climaxed, and Brandy followed soon after.

“I am not who?” “You are not Emerald, are you? You are not the woman I was supposed to marry,” I accused and stared at her face carefully. I knew I would be able to read her once I looked at her. She was like an open book and was so easy to see through. I knew that was going to help me right now. “Did… did you smoke?” She frowned. There was no change in her facial expression. “Where is my bride?” I asked again. “Ah… you must have smoked. I thought you didn’t smoke. Was I wrong then?”

I opened my mouth to reject her as my mate and her face lit up brightly as if she knew what I wanted to say. I couldn't just bring myself to say the words that she wanted to hear and this was caused by the darned mating bond. The words were too heavy to say and it felt like every part of me would crumble to pieces if those words fell out of my mouth. I exhaled sharply, straightening my face, glancing at the servants who stood behind her. "Bring her in and deck her up. We have a wedding to prepare for."

mated to a female and everyone thought he would reject her but, like I mentioned, if the person is not receptive the Goddess would not even chose a mate at all. He accepted his mate even though females had never attracted him at all and they are actually very happily married with multiple children. His Beta, a female, was never assigned a mate. It is assumed that with how their pack was at the time they needed more female mates and she was not receptive to a female partner so she was never mated to one. She did find a love match with a male and marked him but that pack's second Beta is a female selected from the ranks and the mates of the two Betas hold the Gamma rank in their pack in o

“You are my mate. The bond has been pulling me toward you since the day you came of age. I followed it across four states to find you. Please — I’m asking you to accept me.” She took a step back. Looked at him. Looked at his face, kneeling in the grass of her dream-clearing, completely serious. “What’s a mate?” she said carefully. “Like — a partner? A… sexual partner?” Something crossed his face that might have been amusement, briefly. “A person can have many partners. They have only one mate. It’s a gift from the Goddess — the other half of your soul. There’s no substitute and no replacement. You either find them or you spend your life without them.”

“No, just some drunk, oblivious girl who thinks everyone wants her. There’re many of that kind of woman in this town. Mine, on the other hand, is completely opposite of that. She’s kind, generous and very intelligent.” “Luck is on your side. My bride resembles a robot. She just goes through the motions and bends over backward to impress me.” And he starts it up again. “This bride of yours sounds to be quite an equal to you. Not to mention, I have an impression that she keeps you on your toes.” “We’re more similar than you can imagine and even though she’s perfect in so many ways, we have our arguments.”

Our peaceful moment is suddenly interrupted when Beta Malcolm steps forward and asks, “Baby girl, is this person your mate?” With my mate still looking lovingly into my eyes and with a smile on her face, she nods and hums, “Yes, dad. This is my mate, Alpha Wyatt.” Bridget steps forward while pulling Ford behind her and adds, “Beta Malcolm, this is my mate, Beta Ford.”

He loves his mother so much, he always talks about her even though I didn't know her then I already like her. Matt and I are from the same world, we are alike and that was why I chose him as my best friend. Unlike Hunter, who we are completely different from each other, I'm a simple girl who wants a simple life, but Hunter is opposite, he's a violent and dangerous. His dangerous aura shows around him. But they say opposite attract. Well then if opposite attract, ours will be different cos I'm putting an end to whatever feelings I have for Hunter right now, right here before going back. With Matt.

“Can I sit by you at lunch?’ “Are we in High School? Lol, you can sit where ever you like. I just don’t want you uncomfortable. Plus, we kind of half to. I always sit with Luna Marquee,’ she texted back. “Smart ass. Look, I have no idea how this works with a Human mate. Thank you for understanding, about not being the time.” “Always a smart ass. Not sure how this works at all. The whole mate thing goes quick for you guys. But since its fate and all, I guess waiting wouldn’t make since either.” “You kind of understand, you said I could meet you for a “stress relief”. The mate bond before marking is similar to that. The immediate need of sexual release. As well as the need to hold that pers