Novel & Cerita His Golden Mate

“So, you said you were the Alpha’s mate. What is a mate?” “Well, a mate is a partner. It’s a partner that the Moon Goddess herself chose especially for you. Your mate competes and compliments you in every way. They are your other half, and when you find them, you are finally whole. You are Matt’s mate, Taylor. That man would lay down his life just to make you smile. He’s waited his entire life for you. Only you.” “But I’m human. How can I be the mate to a wolf? How does that work? How can a human be a part of this world?”

I didn't want mistakes. ''She is still hurt.'' I spoke, trying to set up a conversation with Golden, ''Yes, it's difficult to lose one's mate.'' She sighed deeply, ''So, have you met your mate yet?'' I asked, and she went silent for a while before responding by shaking her head, but I knew she was lying. I have done my findings and learned she met her mate three years ago, but wouldn't accept him because he was poor and not in her class. She was groomed to be a Luna, which she would love to be, but unfortunately, she thought she had gotten me to fulfill such desires.

She smiles at me lovingly, cupping my jaw. "Her Mate is key. He will be part of her transition. I'm almost sure his mark will complete her full awakening." "That makes sense. I don't see the problem though?" "Have you heard of anyone with golden eyes? Or, maybe noticed a certain attraction between two people?" She asks in that tone where she expects me to click onto her clues. Damnit… I always suck at this. I'm the brawn, she's the brain. I think … golden eyes … golden eyes. Think Garren…

Then Hale added, almost casually, “You need a mate.” My stomach did something unpleasant. Mate. The word wasn’t romantic the way humans used it. It sounded… official. Like a job title. Like a contract. My mind jumped—unwanted—to Maddox’s hand on my waist yesterday. The heat. His face when he’d shut his eyes like he was wrestling something down. My pulse kicked in my throat. Mate. What the hell was a mate? Was this a wolf term for “wife”? “Political partner”? “Breeding program”? Something worse?

It was a silly thought, why would he want me? I didn't understand what was happening, but our eyes locked and it felt like our souls touched. I never saw his eyes when I healed him, but now I could see they were amber, warm, and golden, so similar to his hair. I felt myself melting into the swirling gold. When he spoke the word “mate” from across the crowded place the sound reached me like he spoke directly into my ear. I shivered in response.

They weren’t just brown they had this strange golden ring around the iris, something that seemed to glow when he looked at me. “Actually,” he said softly, “it kind of is.” My wolf stirred. Eden, who had been quiet since the argument with my mother, actually since I woke up here, suddenly howled so loud in my head I nearly stumbled. Mate! she screamed. Mate! Mate! MATE! I froze. My heart skipped painfully in my chest. “No” I whispered, shaking my head. “No, that’s not possible I already have a mate.” Jordan’s brow furrowed slightly as he took a careful step closer. “What’s wrong?”

He placed me on my feet once he had pulled out of me and said "I have more I want to do but that will be good for now." Holy fuck my mate is an animal!

Brishor completed her sentence. Color rose to her cheeks and she nodded. He brushed her auburn hair on her forehead away and said, “Because you are our mate and you are the most beautiful woman.” For a long time, she stared in his emerald eyes. “Mate?” She didn’t understand. “What is a mate?” “Someone with whom you bond at a deeper level. It is like your souls that are intertwined for this life and beyond. We three are mates.” Chezzal took her small hand in his and compared her petite ones with his large ones. “So beautiful,” he breathed and kissed them.

There was blood on the corner of his mouth. The Golden Wolf's mate left where he was standing and stood between the Golden Wolf and the male begging for his life on his knees. “We can't let him die. He has to answer for his sins against High Moon and every wolf he ever hurt,” he said then gently held the Golden Wolf's face. I know him as her mate because I had seen a lot of their pictures together. Gradually, the Golden Wolf's skin and eyes went back to normal, but her hair, like always, retained the color, but it just wasn't as bright as before.

And Like myself, I knew he would come to me when he was ready. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him and let go. I sobbed like I never had, and I felt him doing the same. It was like a dam broke in both of us and there was nothing either could do to stop it. I didn’t know how long we stayed like this because I finally looked up. Everyone was gone. I looked up to see him staring down at me with the same look I have. I knew then that he had found his mate and just like me it wasn’t going the way he wanted.