He's Not My True Mate Novel Novels & Stories

he slammed and I folded my lips for some seconds before I assumed the same posture as him. “Come to think of it, everyone here respects me and give me the due honor but you have been rude since yesterday. Who are you? What is your rank here?” I shouted at him, throwing my chest forward and he just smirked like he had been waiting for me to ask. “I am Remy, the only son of this pack’s Beta and your mate” he answered coolly with a tone spiced with pride and my mouth dropped in shock. It’s not enough that I will be in an unfamiliar environment that will take me months to adjust to but I will also have to accept this annoying man in front of me as my mate? I mean I haven’t even healed from the p

“Then help me understand.” I looked down at the ground, my heart aching more with every word. “He’s found his mate, Fiona. His true mate. The one who’s made for him. His other half. I’m not that. I’m just… someone he picked before fate gave him the real thing.” I paused, swallowing hard. “And I can’t compete with that. No matter how much he loves me, no matter what we’ve shared, she’s his mate. I can’t be more than that. I’ll never be more.”

My charming smile easily crept onto smooth things over. "If he's not then why am I here?" She's not so trusting after all. "Well listen Maria…. You are Maria, right? His sister?" His sister?" He's horrified and quickly shakes her head. "is that what he told you? I'm not his sister, I'm his mate?" It took everything I had to control myself because my jaw was about to drop to the floor. His mate? Does he have a fucking mate?! But he told me his mate was dead or…?

And it was also the first time he saw her, their fated mate-a plain, simple, but lovely and happy girl with the most beautiful smile. She was standing there below the stage when Cory accepted the crown from his father, waiting, and watching with so much love, admiration, care, and joyfulness filled in her fascinating chestnut eyes. He never believed in the existence of the Moon Goddess and he didn’t buy the mate thing either. But the moment he saw her, he knew he would love her-in a different universe, of course, where she wasn’t a werewolf, and wasn’t also mated to his brother, where he was still a carefree human, studying law at Yale under his full scholarship.

His eyes are on the ground while his hand is pointed at the direction we came from. Now I’m the one to pull my hand away from him, aching at the emptiness that comes after letting him go. It feels wrong to be close to him while telling him the truth. I nod before speaking. “He’s my mate. Other mate” His gaze snaps at me immediately, brows creased, and expression contorted with confusion, which shifts to betrayal in a second.

He knows he was my mate yet He never told me he even has a lover. My worst nightmare is about to happen and I don't think I'm ready for it. Is that why he showed me kindness and his possessive attitude? He knew I'm his mate! He never told me, he kept it away from me and even have a girlfriend, because I'm an Omega

“She’s beautiful, but my heart will always belong to Marael.” Nevaeh rolls her eyes and gives me an exasperated look. “Look, Mathias, I know you had a great love of some kind with your wife, but it’s been over twenty years. Don’t you think you deserve some happiness? I mean, she wasn’t even your true mate. What would you do if you met your true mate?” Nevaeh must have seen something on my face at the mention of the word mate because she gives me a suspicious and horrified look. “Oh, no. Don’t tell me. Don’t tell me that you’ve met your true mate and rejected her over the memory of another woman?”

“How?” “Because I haven’t been with anyone else.” I repeat and he scoffs. “You keep saying that.” “Because it’s true.” “Are you keeping it?” He asks and the question catches me off guard. “Yes.” I say without hesitation. “Just like that?” “Yes.” “You’re sure about that?” “Yes.” He lets out another breath. “Of course you are.” I don’t respond, and another silence follows. "We are not mates. What happens when you find your mate?"

Usually, Heath is scared of nothing. Yet when Kimmy cuts her eyes to him, her pained, exhausted gaze meets his alert one and he feels himself wanting to back slowly out of the room. “How can you help her?” Adam asks him with a frown. “Easily enough. I am her mate,” Heath declares, watching the shock register on their faces just as it did on everyone else's faces mere moments before.” “Her mate?” Adam asks quietly. Or maybe it just seemed quiet compared to Kimmy's outburst.

“I promise I’ll keep you safe.” My shoulders quaked with tremors, sobs lodging in my throat from a hundred emotions. “I’ll never be marked by my fated mate,” I grieved. “You don’t need one,” said Colt. “But I’ll never be whole…” “You don’t need a mate to be whole.” “But I…” I wanted one, even if I thought I didn’t deserve one. “If I wasn’t still waiting for mine, I’d mark you,” he said. I laughed sadly. “That’s weird. You’re my brother.”