Find My Mate Novels & Stories

If so, why would the Moon Goddess pair us together? "This isn't something I talk about. I've never spoken about it actually. My pack knew better than to bring it up," he mused, pulling out his phone. I watched him intently as he swiped through various images. It wasn't my intention to pry but I couldn't help it. The screen was practically glaring me in the face and my eyes found their way there, "I had found my mate at eighteen. The usual age to find mates. She was the most beautiful little thing I had ever seen."

Soon they will return here and take me back to that gloomy cell. After thinking for a while, I left this room to check. If I make it through, I can quietly escape. ... *POV Charles 'I want to meet my mate. My Mate! Our Mate! See her!' Ryan kept howling in my head. "Silent!" I growled in response. I can't accept that my mate is a human. The image of the girl with reddish brown hair, blue eyes as clear as seawater, a sharp gaze, and an ice-cold face flashed in my memory. Even though the cell was dark, I could still clearly remember every line of her face.

I pulled my arm from his grip and ran. “Athena what’s wrong” My mum walked from behind me pulling my face up to look at her, tears streaming down my face most certainly smearing my makeup. “Hector isn’t my… my mate” I sobbed. “Oh, baby it will be ok. I’m going to take a guess and say you know this because you have found your mate here. Am I right?” I didn’t answer just nodded my head. “Meeting your mate Athena is a good thing, have you spoken to him?”

Just my luck. Tears filled my eyes, hot and burning. “Somebody help me!” Nothing. Just echoes. I wasn’t giving up. I wouldn’t. Then through the stillness I heard it. “So please… fight. For Lucian. For me.” Cedric. His voice. Raw, broken. “Please come back to us.” The pain in his tone gripped my soul tighter than anything else had. Cedric. My mate. My heart. “Cedric! Cedric!” I called, but the sound vanished into the wind.

My mate Is it my brother?

“Mate! I finally found you.” Shit!

I was about to speak when he interjected, "I overheard you talking, and I just couldn’t let you get your life ruined because of a bastard who decided to be a cheat. So what do you say? You and I become mates?" "But why do you want to be mated to me? You don’t even know me," I questioned, my heart racing with uncertainty. "Right, I don’t, but I can tell you’re nothing like your sister," he said, his honesty disarming. "Look, I’m a very straightforward person, so I’ll tell you straight. I need a mate, and you need one, so why don’t we get together?" "Why do you need a mate?" I asked, feeling the urge to uncover every detail.

It's so loud and so visceral, everyone just stops. "You have no right to take me away from my mate," he says and I swear my stomach just won an olympic gold metal with the summersaults it's doing. That's Mr Wolf right there, calling me his mate. I might pass out, "If you want to try, I will propose a challenge."

“I wanna officially make you my mate…” “Vince…” “I already told the whole Pack and beyond that you're my second chance mate.” Her little eyes popped. “Am I?” “Yes,” I confessed, with flickering eyes and a nervous smile. She thought for a second. A trail of shock gleamed in her eyes. “The mark…” “Yes.” She swallowed. “But…but why don't I feel it?” “Because you're still mated to Trent. But I feel it, deeper than you could ever imagine.” “Am I really…” she stopped, flustered for seconds. “It doesn't make any sense.”

My Mate **