Hes My Mate Novels & Stories

Emily follows. "That was pretty badass." She says. "Yeah, I guess." I shrug. "You seem different." "How so?" "Tougher? Not much though." "Thanks...?" "Yeah, yeah, no problem. Anyway, what was that?" "What was what?" "That major porno crap." "Oh..." "Listen, I get it. He's your mate, it happens-" "I don't like him." "That's not true-" "It is! It's just the mate bond. I don't know what it was. I was all of a sudden needy."

mate. Temporary mate, but I don't care, it's him. And he's now looking down at me with such intense eyes. Oh, my heart. "You are mine," he states. My heart goes crazy, "Logic be damned, you belong to me. As my mate. The Moon Goddess might not think so, but I do. We are mates.”

I returned home with the fake mate certificate in hand, feeling hollow. A mate certificate was something every mated werewolf couple possessed—a symbol of legitimacy issued by the Werewolf Pack Council. It was the equivalent of a marriage certificate in human terms. But mine was a lie. I forced myself to hold it together as I approached the door to our house. Just as I was about to push it open, I heard Sam's voice inside, speaking with his Beta. "Alpha, it's been five years. Are you still not going to mark Echo?"

“You do know there’s still a chance you might meet her one day. And if you do… what happens to Hailey? I don’t want her getting hurt, man. I mean it.” He went quiet. His jaw worked like he was trying to decide whether to say something or not. Then he looked up and met my eyes. “I…” He hesitated. “We zinged.” I froze. “What?” He nodded once, eyes steady. “Yeah. Hailey’s my mate.” Zinged. I stared at him, stunned. Damn.

she said. " By the way, Mom asked to wake you up. Get ready fast," she said. After a perfunctory nod and a forced smile, Stuart retreated to the bathroom, the echoes of the nightmare and the complexities of his impending future swirling in his mind. In an expensive suit, he descended, greeted by his mother, the matriarch of the Gates family. "Good morning, Stuart," Mrs. Alice Gates welcomed him, her tone reflecting the weight of their family's stature.

I let out a dark laugh as he stared at me. "bullshit she isn't your mate and all you keep doing is fucking her. Good luck having a pup cause you as well as I know only your mate can give you that and I will never have your pups!!! ",I yelled walking to the bathroom. I slammed the door and collapsed to the floor tears falling.

It was the heaviest rain in a long while and for some reason, it felt like the sky was crying for the loss of the last Original. Author's note Hello dears, Author here, this is the end of His Mate. You can follow me on I*******m as @goodnessshadrach in order to know when the book 2; His Mate: The Demon King would start. Thank you all so much for your love on this story, I wish you would join me on the second installment. Looking forward to see you in I*******m :)

I don't even try to hide the sadness in my voice. "What the fuck. That is the dumbest reason to reject your mate. Mates are precious gifts that no one should just throw away for a reason that ridiculous." He's pissed. He has his mate and knows how amazing it is to have one so to him throwing a mate a way is a personal insult. "Who is your mate?" I think he's just asking out of curiosity, but there's still clear anger in his eyes even if he has softened his voice.

"You told me you have a brother- a twin brother. His name is Xavier.” "I have a twin brother,” I smiled. “Cool." This was helping. Even though I had people here with me, I still felt alone. It was nice knowing I have a family out there. "What else?" "A mate," she said. What’s a mate? She read the confusion on my face and said, “That was the same question I asked you when you said mate." She said then smiled, "Mate is kinda like your soulmate. Your other half. Your partner and your everything. You said that having a mate is the best thing that has happened to you."

Eric heaved, his eyes locked into mine, "Jessy, stop calling me your mate. Because my mate is right beside me. Bruna is my mate!" WHAT?! My eyes went wide and my jaw dropped. He was sniffing at my scent. How the fuck was this possible? Did I hear him correctly? He just called me his fucking MATE!!