Chasing My Runaway Mate 소설 & 이야기

Heavy Heart (Ignas' POV) I came back to camp as quietly as one could, stepping light without the slightest noise that could make somebody notice. The last thing I needed was that anybody noticed my absence and started asking questions. I had enough attention this night, more than enough confusion. It swirled through my mind, the memory of his piercing gaze, the possessiveness in his tone when he'd called me "mate." I let a wry laugh loose into the still night. How fucking absurd was this? Why, when I'd finally let go of the idea that I'd ever have a mate, did the Moon Goddess decide to give me one now?

I said calmly. Evelyn quickly grabbed a cup from a nearby table, cut both our fingers, and let our blood drip inside. The soft moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the cup. Nothing happened. With a loud crash, Evelyn shattered the cup. "Damn you, Mia! I can’t believe I was stupid enough to fall for your trick. Were you just stalling for time?!" Her voice turned hysterical once more. "If you still don’t believe me, then follow me," I said, rising to my feet and walking toward our parents’ chambers.

Not only did he cheat on me, but is he now a Casanova because he is no longer married to that stupid, submissive, weak wife of his? I feel like shit. Pathetic. Sorry. With tears threatening to spill down my eyes, I turn away to go grab Daisy and leave when I find an empty seat where Daisy was seated five minutes ago with the bowl of ice cream still on the table, half empty. A knot forms in my throat as I lounge forward. “Daisy!” With a choking tide of panic, I run out without hesitation, shouting her name as the knot pulls tighter in my throat. “Daisy!” I scream with all my might.

Startled, I jolted awake, perspiration coating my skin. "What is it?" I inquired. Before my wolf could provide an explanation, a delightful fragrance wafted through the air, causing my eyes to widen. "Wait. Could this be...?" I murmured, my voice trailing off as my wolf confirmed my suspicions. "Yes! You're correct, Etizia. This is the scent of your mate! He's on his way to find you!" Summoning my strength, I rose to my feet. My blood surged with heat, and my heart thumped forcefully within my chest. I knew I had to flee, yet my body seemed to contradict the thoughts racing through my mind.

I spin around and march out of the dungeon. “Alpha-“ Tate begins. “We’re heading back.” I thunder, shifting. I howl, so loud it feels like it tears the air apart, and I race back, in pursuit of my mate.

Lowering my face to hers to speak to her, our lips are almost touching ‘You're my mate,’ I say, in between breaths. ‘No, I’m not,’ she retorts. It hasn’t escaped my notice that I’m lying on top of her stark naked. I do not move because I don’t want her running off again. ‘I’m not going to hurt you. I just want to know why you are running away from me and how you could manipulate the wind like that? We are mates.’ I explain. My hands, still on her wrists, suddenly feel very hot. I

My mother would have abandoned me if it didn’t tarnish her name in the process, so she tricked her mate into thinking I was his. Matteo puts his hand under my chin and gently lifts it as stray tears leave my face. “I don’t give a fuck that you’re a bastard. You are my mate, the only fucking mate I want. You are the mate I always pictured myself with. I thought when I was fated to Cheryl that the moon goddess didn’t give a fuck about me or what I wanted. Then she gave me you as my second chance mate, the mate I always wanted. I was a dumbass and almost lost you from my stupidity. I will not give you up ever, Amara. You are mine, marked and claimed as such.” He states boldly before he kisses m

I had run for a while, chasing some small prey, taking out mine and Aspen’s frustration on the small animals we found in the forest. But I struggled to focus and wasn’t doing brilliantly. My mind and Aspen’s kept focusing back on Esme, on our apparent mate, the mate that didn’t want us, the mate that had run from us.

he added, exasperated. Chase furrowed his brow, deep in thought, contemplating Clayton's difficult position. As Chase pondered, Clayton couldn't help but mention another complication. "And then there's Matt, always hovering around, trying to play the hero," Clayton sighed. "Yeah, what's up with that?" Chase asked, genuinely curious. "Why did he go after her when she ran away?" Clayton sighed deeply. "He's her mate," he groaned. "What do you mean? I thought you were her mate?" Chase questioned, his confusion evident. "I am. She has two," Clayton explained with a frown. Chase's eyes widened in disbelief. "How the fuck did that happen?" he asked, shocked by the revelation. "A few days before we

I heard a voice say aggressively which sent shivers down my spine and goosebumps raise on my skin and I knew that was the voice of my mate. I ran frantically hoping to elude my pursuers in the mist of the sweaty bodies. The men chasing after me,one had a blond hair and the other had brown hair. "Mine." My mate continued to growled from behind me and I increased my pace. I ran further going out side the club, and no one else was outside besides me. Where the hell was Nina,I needed her right here with me. This was all her fault,I shouldn't have listen to her and come to the club.