Created To Be His Help Meet Novels & Stories

More important than mating bonds or how great sex with a mate would be. I blinked, hating myself. This really wasn’t the time. I pictured icebergs in my head. Cold showers. Muddy shoes. Whatever I could to bring my lust back down to normal levels. When I was feeling like myself again, I told him, “I need your help.” “Whatever it is,” he said at once, “I will help you.” “You will?” That was fast. “You don’t even want to know what it is first?” “I will prove myself to you,” he said. “That means standing by you for anything and everything. You wouldn’t ask me if it wasn’t important. Let me help you. Whatever you need.”

I didn’t know what the day had in store for me, but I had to live it and endure whatever hardship came with it. Sincerely, I had anticipated my nineteenth birthday. It wasn’t a birthday to me but an escape route. I couldn’t wait to meet my mate—the one created for me by the moon goddess. My other half. I looked forward to meeting him because that was the only way I could rewrite my story and leave this miserable life behind.

To that moment when I discovered who I wanted my mate to be, who I chose and everything started falling apart. "I met him at a supermarket," I start, my voice barely above a whisper. "It was about three years ago. I was shopping for groceries after work, and I couldn't reach something on the top shelf. He helped me get it down." The memory feels surreal now, tainted by everything that came after. But at the time, it had seemed so sweet, so romantic. A handsome stranger helping a damsel in distress, like something out of a fairy tale.

Take me! I don’t need to convince him; I need to help him. To make his time here easier and our time together pressure-free. No ultimatums, no pushing and forcing him when he’s taken the first steps to meeting me halfway. He said never, then came after me a day later. He’s already mine.

He needed more than just details about the launch, he needed to know what they were planning next. Sasha had kept him at arm’s length for some time now, and there was no way she’d let him back into her world willingly. But there was someone else who might help him, a maid who worked at the Montgomery estate. He had met her once, a shy woman named Becca, and he knew she had a crush on him. He had never thought much of it before, but now, that crush could be useful. He found her number in his phone and texted her, keeping the tone light and playful.

"Ok..." "I met a guy. Another rogue. And I became convinced he would have been my mate if... you know, rogues could have mates. In my mind, we were Romeo and Juliet. His name was Romeo, actually. Kinda funny, looking back at it. We saw each other on and off and I convinced myself that the reason he was sleeping with other girls was to prove himself that with me it feels different because we were mates. Dumb, I know. But then, I met Damon, who just got out of a complicated relationship too and he was... refreshing. Like the type of guy you think exists just in books. I told him about my mess and he agreed to help me get over Romeo, no strings attached. So he acted like a rebound. He was nice

She found it on the table and passed it to me, practically hovering over my shoulder to catch every word I typed. I shot him a message, and he replied in seconds like he’d been waiting for it! I apologized for going dark after our first meeting and asked if we could hang out. He totally agreed! I slyly added that I’d be bringing along his ultimate crush, thanks to Kate’s relentless nudging. “Good girl! I love you so much! Who knew you’d be the one to help me meet my crush? The universe is seriously on our side!” She wrapped me in a tight hug, grinning like she’d just won the lottery.

Goddess help me, I prayed silently. “A mate is the other half of a wolf. The one person who was created just for us. Wolves spend all our lives searching for them. Some people, like me get lucky and we don't have to search that long. Aurora, you are the other half of my soul. When I saw you, it was like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. We were made for each other." I tried to reach out to touch her but she just moved back, shaking her head. I don't think anything in life has ever hurt more than this, not even watching my parents die.

He clasped his hand together, as if he had been ridden of the big burden to introduce us? “My sweet Bambi, meet my wife to be, Monica.” He spoke camly, as if he had not quickly shattered my whole world in the span of a second. What. The. HELL!

“When we get to the school we will meet with the principal, and he will get you enrolled. Some of the other professors will help you get settled in as well.” “What about you?” I found myself asking, peering up at him. His eyes sparkled and he leaned closer to me. “I will remain by your side, little mate,” he whispered just before his lips brushed across mine. Oddly enough, I trusted him, and I felt safe with him. Which was insane because I just met him today. That must have been this mate thing that he spoke about earlier. The idea that Xaden was the man I was meant to be with for the rest of my life, created and formed for me alone, filled me with so much excitement.