Her Returned Mate Novels & Stories

I smiled sadly and said, "I will miss you." She smiled and said, "So you agree." I nodded and said, "I will miss you too Ray." I hugged her and gave her all the instructions that she needed. And I asked her, "Is one day enough like you will come back with me right?" She smiled and nodded, "Yes, My Mate." And that's it. I forgot about what she was and why I was sad when she said, my mate.

“And you know me. Even if your memories are gone, your heart remembers me.” Damian stared at her, confusion etched across his face. “I’m your mate,” she said softly. “We were torn apart—by Betha. She attacked my home… she attacked you. She made you forget me. I'm sorry I'm speaking fast because I don't have much time and it's not safe.” His chest tightened. “What are you saying?” “Think about it,” she urged, leaning closer, her silver eyes shimmering. “The stream. All the times we spent there. You told me I was your ‘moonlight.’”

“What performance are you talking about?” Howard finally met my gaze with a half-smile, like he knew something I didn't. “Alpha Dante is returning to the pack.” The room tilted. No. Not Father. “You mean Alpha Dante?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Jack leaned against the doorway with a grin. “The one and only. He's coming back from the Eastern Border. I hear he painted the rivers red with rogue blood.” My heart gave a painful thump.

“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.”

He has been serving Ian as his personal guide slash encyclopedia tonight, and might I say enjoying it greatly. "That's Rachel," he whispers to Ian as we approach my friend. "And the girl next to her is Helena. She's super hot but already taken. She's one of few people that has a mate. Mates are a complicated -" "I know what it is, Lila explained," Ian says. "Ah, she really does share everything. Well, probably not everything," Jamie winks at me, chuckling. I roll my eyes with love. Little brothers... "Helena! Gosh, you've changed so much! I wouldn't have recognized you in the street."

Riley says. I watch in wonder as a simmering bright light forms around the white wolf. Inside the light, I could see a figure emerge. It wasn’t anything I had ever seen before. When the light disappeared, a human woman with strawberry blonde hair was bent at the knees naked. As she lift her head, my wolf howled inside my head and snarled the words “Mate”, just as the all too familiar scent of vanilla and strawberry hit my senses. What the fuck was going on. There on the forest floor was the mate I believed was lost to me for the last five years, Charlotte St Clair.

But if she doesn't, well, who the fuck cares? I can finally put this stupid mate bond to good use. If I can feel what she feels, then she can feel what I feel. Nice, because it's been long I had this mate bond. I almost forgot how it worked. My first mate given to me by the moon goddess made me completely irritated by the sound of the word 'mate.' But that was a topic for another day. "So, how do we find her?" Isabella, my 99th concubine's voice reached me from the passenger seat as I drove the car ahead.

I say and hand her the backpack that I currently have in my possession, and then the vision fades away and I’m brought back to reality. ‘Titan, did you see what just happened?’ ‘Yes. That woman is our mate.’ ‘But it was like a memory. I know I’ve been here before. I'm not delirious.’ ‘Our mate is at the pack house. Let’s find her, then seek answers later.’

Then she uttered what destroyed the few remaining attempts to control my emotions, impulsively muttering, "No, he's my mate." This word was enough to completely destroy me and the appearance of the barbaric part of me. I snarled hard, pushed her body and crouched on top of her, pinned her to the bed, pressed her neck hard, and roared hard, "What are you saying?! Whose mate?! Have you lost your mind?" "I mean my friend Alexander," she whispered to me in a choked voice. The difference in meaning between these two words in this world, such as the difference between the sun and the moon,.

I don't give a shit if she might've known him before me. "What's the problem?" Allison asks. " Halie, " She placed a hand on my thighs. "You're turning blue. Deep breaths. " And I exhale then. I can't believe I'm getting worked up over something like this. "I want to know about mates. What is a mate?" Allison quirks a bow watching me sideways. "You mean you don't know?" then rolls her eyes. "Ofcourse. How to do this?" She thrumbs her fingers against her cheek thinking, while I'm a ticking time bomb sitting on her bed.