Fake Mating To My Ex's Powerful Enemy Mga Nobela at Kwento

It's alright, we are partners and I really fill I should open up with you, the world expect me to be perfect and something I don't even know how I managed to deceive them when I am just a man broken," he cuts in, causing Isa to lower her eyes, she had regretted bringing this up. Indeed she was just like him, having to be strong even when she just wanted to hug her mother and cry. "I won't doubt you anymore, I'm sorry for opening your scars," She apologies, exactly what Xavier wanted. "I will go get you something to eat, you should rest," he warmly said, tucking her in and making sure she was asleep. He walks out, grinning, cleaning the fake tears off his eyes. This marks the beginning of his

"Since you can not get a mate, we found a fake mate for you and you have no choice but to accept" " A... A fake mate?!"

“Is it not enough that I feed you, let you live under my roof and clothe you? Now you go and take Lissa’s boyfriend and claim he is your mate. How evil can you be?” I knew it, next it will be that I faked a mate bond with Jeyden or used witchcraft to make him also think we are mates, and I will suffer for it.

“Stop interrogating.” “Then stop being smug!” I challenged him, earning myself a full smirk. “You look cute when you’re mad.” He chuckled. “I am not cute,” I snapped. “I’m furious.” “You’re wearing my vest.” “I didn’t ask to!” “You didn’t refuse either.” That did it because that instant, I marched toward him, jabbing my finger into his chest. “This isn’t funny. I woke up next to my ex-boyfriend's rival with no memory of the night before. Do you know how that looks?”

If I'm exposed, they'll kill me, Chloe. [Calm down, Elara. Listen to me…] She said, her voice turning firm. [You aren't going to die. If you can prove you have a true mate, no one will investigate anything.] [How is it possible?] She took a long pause before answering the question. [We'll hire someone to pretend to be your true mate. Maybe a rogue?] I stopped pacing. [W-What?] [There are plenty of rogues who would do anything for a handful of gold. We find a rogue, we dress him up, we give him a backstory. You introduce him as your true mate.]

"What did he tell the entire Grand Hall when I collapsed at the reception?" Dominic’s jaw tightened. "He called you a weak-willed orphan commoner." "Exactly," I said, tapping a finger lightly against his chest. "To Jarek, to Bram, to every arrogant traditionalist on that Council, I am nothing. I am an illegitimate stray who hasn't even shifted yet.” I tilted my head, letting him see the sharp focus burning behind my honey-brown eyes. "They don't fear me, Dominic. And there is nothing more dangerous in this world than an enemy who thinks you're too small to be a threat."

I declare, looking him in the eye. He frowns. “What about your mate? Are you going to reject her?” I glare at the woman who’s now sauntering towards us. She has really overestimated herself. Does she think I’m easily seduced like that bastard Mason? Not even love potions can make me forget the one I love. This is clearly a fake bond made by magic. “There’s no need for a rejection, Dad, this bitch is not my mate,” I hiss, fighting the urge to rip her heart out since many eyes are on us.

Love shone in his eyes, a love that belonged to another woman. "I still can’t believe we’re mates," he said with a soft voice and his gaze locked on me. "I’m glad we got married and have kids. This bond between us is a gift.” I forced a nod, swallowing a bite of food that tasted like dust. I was an intruder in his life, an imposter wearing the face of someone he adored. If he found out, would he kill me for it? Or worse, would he hate me? The thought made me pause. Was I any better than my ex-husband? Marcus had found his mate and tossed me aside without a thought, discarding me like I was nothing. I was pretending to be someone else’s mate, clinging to a bond that didn’t belong to me.

“Well, guess what Kael. It was fun playing with your heart. Especially since I know that it was a fake bond that was made for us both.” Kael looked confused and his face said it all. “What do you mean by fake bond?” “We were never real mates. I got one of the witches to create an illusion of a bond with you. There was a prophecy that if you're allowed to mate, you would be very powerful. I did well, wasting your time. It must be such a strong illusion because you still craved from me even after having your mate.” Kael growled in so much rage. “You are vile and evil. You took so much from me. I will make sure you all die today in this forest.”

"I'm your mate." "My enemy," I said. "That's what you are and always will be." "After everything?" he said. "The days we had?" "Fake days," I said. "I was humiliated remembering. Moaning for you, saying love. While my real self was buried." "Your real self feels the bond," he said. "Fight all you want." "I do feel it," I said. "But my hate is stronger. My heartbreak too. You broke me then fixed me fake."