Her Possessive Mate Novels & Stories

“I only want a good and loyal man in my life, not this overbearing Alphasshole.” “You mean, boring guy?” He laughed out loud. Despite calling him an asshole, he lifted me and put me on his lap. I could still feel the hardness between his thighs. “I really want to tell my pack that you’re my mate and that you are mine.” “See how possessive you are,” I said, unimpressed. “It’s in our nature, baby. You can’t change that.” “But we can control it.” “You haven’t fallen for me. Wait until you do and see if you allow a woman near me without thinking of ripping her throat out.”

Her true scent. Everything I couldn't say... this is saying it. She's my mate. My curse. My cure. My fucking everything. "I thought I was going to lose you... I had..." I pulled back only to stare into her face... the mark on her neck, branded by me... set this possessive feeling deep in my chest. I'm proud... she's my mate. My bond mate I had waited so long... so fucking long to get with. The same bond mate we had been paranoid about.

But did I really have the patience for that when it came to my mate? The other day when he had come around to brag about his supposed new position, I had, for the slightest amount of time, considered negotiating a price for her, but I hadn't even found the right phrasing for such demeaning words at my mate before he went ahead to lay out his threats and plainly asked me to stay away from his priceless slave, who was also his mate, but I guessed he hasn't counted on me knowing that. That had thrown me into another dilemma, his words were unlike ones any master would use with regard to what was supposed to be a mere slave to them. I wondered if the possessiveness had more to do with them being

It feels like an age when she finally looks at me and speaks. “I wont tolerate having someone else hanging off you. I won’t share you, my wolf is possessive, she might be small but she isn't afraid to fuck anyone up” I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face, I love the thought of her being possessive with me, it’s incredibly sexy. “I want you to understand before we do anything or go any further” She takes a deep breath and looks a little uncomfortable. “I had a mate before” She says just above a whisper, taking me by surprise.

he says, raising his right brow. “I dont know. Okay” I turn away from him, stabbing the cherry tomato inside my plate. “It’s… It’s… Okay fine.” I turn his way squaring my shoulders to add a tone of coldness to my words. “You remember we got enticed by her scent, then went all possessive, territorial if I may use the word stupid over her. Something that happens only when you are mates. Turns out she isn't our… I mean neither mine nor your mate.” I know this wasn't an answer to his question yet I seem to have distracted him enough from the same.

I said. “Well, she’s not here anymore and she’s already mated to someone else. That’s good news for the both of us.” Allie said. I see Kayden looking around for Allie. I wave at him. “Your mate is looking for you. I will rest now, let’s talk tomorrow.” “Okay. See you tomorrow.” She run to her mate and I laugh how she jumps into Kayden’s arms. She’s really a possessive and jealous one. Just like my mate.

“Go ahead, do it.” She hardened her gaze as she stared at him, trying to ignore the longing feeling that called within her, her wolf, it was trying to reach for its mate. She wondered if he could feel it too, if he could feel his wolf calling out to hers. But she could not read him at all. His gaze was hardened. “How?” He breathed, his voice cracking ever so lightly. “How is that possible? How can you be an Omega? How am I mates to an Omega”

"I don't know about that, but I did receive a message from her telling me to bring a man who could help me find my mate." He frowned at that. "Why would you do that?" I bit my lip nervously as I thought about how to answer his question. But it wasn't as if I could lie to him anyway because I was asking him for the impossible. "Because my mother wanted me to meet a Werewolf...and you're my Alpha." There was silence. I didn't dare to look at him as my throat began to tighten. What if he rejected me? But then his lips suddenly pressed against my forehead, his scent enveloping me. It was the most wonderful thing ever.

Louis was confused by her actions, Phoebe smelled Louis' scent for a moment and then said: "Not this smell, who are you? Where's my mate?" Louis heard the word "mate" and suddenly looked at Phoebe in bewilderment, he did not have time to react to her question: "Your life mate? Who is your life mate?” “Where is my mate? Who are you and why hasn't my mate been here yet?" - Phoebe looked at Louis looking at the stranger, she didn't know who this man in front of him was and why he was here, her mate hadn't come yet.

Something has been bothering my friend but he won’t tell me what it is. I hate that he’s keeping secrets, but then again so am I. I haven’t told a single person about my girlfriend and I don’t intend to until tonight. I plan on claiming my Angel tonight. I know that there’s a chance that my true mate will be at the ball. Even if she is, I still want to claim my girl. I know that a true mate is supposed to be this magical thing that improves your life, but I don’t believe that. What I have with my girl is real, and it doesn’t come from some mate bond that is given to me by a goddess.