Novel & Cerita He's Not My True Mate Novel

he asked, leaning forward with his hands on the table. I walked toward him and placed my hands on his desk, looking him straight in the eye. “She is my mate. My true mate,” I repeated, a little surprised that his mate hadn’t told him. “And she’s carrying my child.” Zane’s brows shot up at my words. “H-how… you have a mate… a wife,” he stammered. I shook my head, straightening and sighing. “Tracey isn’t my true mate. I married her because I loved her, but she’s not the one destined for me.” I muttered, and Zane cleared his throat.

she said, her voice heavy with concern. My heart skipped a beat as I struggled to process this new revelation. Mysterious drugs? What did she mean by that? I wracked my brain, trying to remember if I had been injected with anything during the attack, but nothing came to mind. The uneasiness I felt was growing, and Selene seemed to sense it. "Ryan is indeed your true mate. I too was surprised to know that you've bonded quite well with him," she said with a satisfied smirk. I stared at Selene in shock, my jaw dropping to the floor as she finished her proclamation.

"You married Lily first, then forged a certificate to claim Echo. Wasn't that because you always planned to discard Echo one day and reunite with Lily officially?" The fury burst from me in an instant. My power surged, and the floor beneath my foot cracked, splintering with the weight of my rage. "Lies!" I growled. "If anyone dares say Echo isn't my true mate again, I won't let them walk away." Silence fell, heavy and absolute. The room, once filled with voices, now held only the sound of stilled breath. My Alpha presence suffocated every dissent. Back at the manor, I stepped through the doors only to find someone seated on the living room sofa.

As they continued to discuss the unconventional romance novel, her thoughts kept circling back to the notion of a bond so profound that it transcended the ordinary. "Marcus," she began tentatively, "what exactly is a True Mate? Is it like a soulmate?” The man glanced at her, a thoughtful expression on his face. "A True Mate is a term we use in the shifter community. You’re right that it’s like a soulmate, but the bond is deeper, more primal. It's something your inner beast recognizes the instant you meet them. It's like a magnetic pull, and you just know that this person is meant for you."

Or maybe…That version of him had never been real. He tilted his head slowly to one side, then the other, like a predator studying its prey. “My mate told me to have all the fun in the world while I played with you,” he said, his lips curling to reveal his teeth. “Because you’re a hard one.” A chill shot through me. “And now… I know I’m going to enjoy you.” My breath hitched. Mate? What mate? As far as I knew, he didn’t have one. “I don’t know what you mean,” I said carefully, though my heartbeat had picked up speed, pounding violently against my ribs.

Before I knew it, I threw up on him. Gasps spread around us. They quickly brought out their phones to capture my embarrassment. I could hear the click of pictures being taken. My face burned. When I dared to look up, his smile was gone. His jaw was tight, his ice-blue eyes locked on me as he spoke. “You smell different.” My mind was racing too fast to process what he had just said,so I could only stare blankly at him.His frown only deepened. “Tell me,” he said, his voice low enough that only I could hear, “are you my mate?”

My courage to speak to him about the mate thing had evaporated in the thin air already. I bowed my head before I turned back and walked quickly inside my room. He went for a run to clear his head, and now he must have realized it already that I am not worthy enough to be his mate, and that I am just a nuisance he bought from the auction. I do not know how the moon goddess does it, but do mates always work? Isn’t that too good to be true? Destined for each other and love each other for the rest of their lives? It sounds magical and perfect. And that makes it sound to be impossible as well. Mates… it does not always mean a happy life and a happy ending isn’t it?

This couldn’t be happening. My second chance, my true mate, my actual mate, was Ryn. But he was mated to another girl. Which meant I was his true mate, his second chance. But only if the same thing happened with his first mate. She would have to reject him. Or he her.

"You were there when it arrived. You read it." "Yes." He steps closer. "What do you know about it?" I hold his gaze. "I know what everyone in that room knows. They want someone, they called her the true mate. They did not give a name." He watches me. His eyes move across my face like he is reading a document he cannot quite understand. I stay still under it and give him nothing. "That is all?" he asks. "That is all."

I wasn’t exactly interested in learning about the pack’s history so soon, especially when I still wasn’t entirely certain about my role as Luna yet. And besides, I needed something to ease off the boredom and torture of sitting around while counting every second. I dropped back onto our bed as I started reading the cover. It was something about a complicated relationship between fated mates. I smiled to myself, just realizing it was the only romance book among the others on the shelf. I soon opened the book and started reading about the two main characters. The female lead was a strong, kickass heroine, while the male lead was a ruthless Alpha King who didn’t believe in the mate bond. But wh