His Dirty Little Mate Novels & Stories

“What did you say?” The priest swallowed. “The mark chose her.” I didn’t move. No one did. Liam stepped in front of me, his shoulders tense, his expression unreadable. But his eyes—his eyes were different now. Darker and focused. Fixed on me like everything else had disappeared. “She’s not an offering,” he said, his tone final. Ronan frowned. “Then what the hell is she?” Liam didn’t blink. “She’s our mate.”

Jav shouted. " keep your volume low, Knight. You don't have any authority here." She smiled. " you will not touch her, bitch" Damian shouted at her. " shhhh... mate , mate , mate... these fucking mates.. They are really my problem. Mates can never know the real meaning of love. You just have sexual attractions which you name love. Pathetic... anyways, I have special gift for you, Damian Black." she smirked. I was shivering. This wasn't going to be good, definitely not.

"Shelly, it wasn't supposed to be like this—" She thought I was dead. She thought she'd lost me, so she took her own life. I had killed her. "Alpha!" The Beta burst into the room, his eyes widening at the blood and debris. "What are you doing?" "She thought I was dead!" I looked up, my eyes filled with a desperate madness. "She thought she lost me, so she—" I couldn't finish the sentence. "Alpha, you need to calm down—" "CALM DOWN?" I let out a wild, hoarse laugh. "I killed my mate," I choked out, the words like acid in my throat. "I killed her with my own two hands."

In that moment, both of us whispered the same word—mate. It was like a jolt to the system, a thunderclap in the quiet room. My entire body went rigid, and I could feel the heat rising—dangerous, intoxicating. I was so wrapped up in the rush of lust and desire that I almost forgot where I was. Dominic’s face darkened instantly. Turning to my dad, Matthias, “What is this?” he snapped, voice low and furious. “I came here to talk alliance, and now I find out my daughter is his mate?”

Also, I told him that we would talk after I got up. So here I was. Calling my only boyfriend. "He's an asshole." Matthew cursed after I told him everything that happened yesterday, including how meaningful that spot for me. "How could he still manage that place when he has his mate by his side? I bet his mate doesn't know about it." It didn't crossed my mind to ask Brandon that. "I don't know." "Yes. You better not know or you will only feel guilty for his mate." I grimaced hearing the truth in his words.

My Mate **

I didn't know much about Alpha Darren who was now my mate, all I knew was that he killed a lot, and he enjoys it from what I heard. I never thought I'll get another mate, I also didn't think it'll be someone with such a dark soul. Mates end up having their souls connected after they mate, yet I wondered how my troubled and bruised soul will connect with his cold and dark soul. We were apart when it came to our personality or soul, yet we are mates. I still couldn't wrap my head around this mate idea. I sighed as I stared at the chandelier, marveling at his great taste in his design. His room was spectacular. I didn't know when it happened, but I fell asleep.

His face is red and his hair all sweaty from wearing a helmet out in the heat. “Hey, Aunt Charlie!” he exclaims, startling Jack, who was starting to drift to sleep. “Who are you?” he asks me. “Hi, I’m Owen. I’ll be your neighbor when you move into your new house.” He looks at me and then at Charlie. “Are you two having sex?” Charlie’s mouth falls open. “Matt! Y-you—where did you—no, we’re—how do you know what that is?” He shrugs. “Jacob’s brother told us about it.”

Suddenly, I recalled hearing some news some time ago about the death of Asher's mate. After about five seconds, I snapped out of the thoughts that had gotten me busy: "Who's Alpha Asher's mate?" I asked, "The last time I remember, they said Alpha Asher's mate died one time like that," I said, my tone ringing with curiosity as I tried to wrap my head around the exact year I heard it.