His Mate And His Mistress Novels & Stories

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave

He looked like he wanted to vanish into the stone floor, his face a shade of scarlet that surpassed any blush I had seen before. "You speak as if you’ve won a prize," Sienna hissed, her pride wounded. "He’s a rebel. A stray." I leaned in, my voice dropping to a whisper that was only for her—and for Félix’s sensitive ears. "He is my Mate," I said, each word a strike of a hammer. "And he is the most magnificent man I have ever known. You talk about leashes, but you have no idea what it’s like to be truly claimed. If you knew how he loves... if you knew the fire in his soul... if you knew just how deeply and perfectly he knots when he’s with a woman he actually desires... well, you wouldn't be

My Mate **

Chapter 95 Embracing Merfolk Culture Nerissa's initial reaction was one of surprise and uncertainty. Growing up in a culture where having two mates was customary and sharing mates between bondmates was the norm, she had always expected to have two partners. However, Joe had made it clear that they would not be following that tradition. He had chosen her to be his mate, while Madissa was to be Bryan's, and both Nerissa and Madissa had accepted this arrangement.

He would send his mistress away and we would be able to live our lives peacefully. "What is going on here, Arthur? Did I just hear you correctly?" She asked, waiting for Arthur to reply, but he didn't. Arthur still seemed confused because of the whole situation, so I took the liberty to speak for the both of us. "You heard correctly, miss." I smirked, loving to stand between her and Arthur. "Arthur is my mate, as you just heard. So, I'm going to need you to stay back." I pushed her away. "Do not touch me you thief. You stole Arthur from me by marrying him and now you want to claim him as your mate too!!! I'm never going to let that happen."

"Your mate is an omega?" The curiosity in his voice didn't invade me. "Yeah, one of the maids recruited in the Pack house is my mate. And to make matters worse, she has no wolf so therefore she has no idea that we are mates." I ranted and threw my hands up frustratedly. I really wished this damn new rule of Alpha Heirs not getting involved with maids or omega isn't in existence. I would be so happy to take her up to my parents and present her as my mate.

Why was I seeing Hazel's eyes when I was gazing into my mate's? "Ashton?" Ariel's voice, soft yet filled with concern, unexpectedly pulls me back to the present, her eyes searching mine. I'm relieved she can't read my mind; if she knew what was truly swirling in my thoughts, she would despise me. I feel like the worst mate imaginable, consumed by thoughts of another woman—a woman I shouldn't even be considering—while my beautiful mate stands before me, her gaze full of unconditional love, as if I am her entire world. The tension in the air is thick, and I struggle to keep my composure, torn between my feelings and what's right.

I was the cheap replacement fate gave him to make up for his loss. All my effort to make him love me, was seen as me being desperate. Nothing like his pure first love. My attempt made him hate me even more. For years he had forced me to watched him, being intimate with other women. Belittling me, that even the title Luna feels like a joke. Just 2 more days I said to myself. 2 more days and I would disappear from his life. The slippery sound of kissing interrupted my thoughts. 'Where is the condom?" He commanded still entangled with her.

The man who'd stood by and let Selena mock me, humiliate me, break me down while he defended her. My lips curled into a bitter smile. My voice came out hoarse, but sharp enough to cut. "I gave you so many chances, Yorick. Again and again. And what did you do? You wasted every one of them. You never valued me, you only ever spoke for Selena." He shook his head wildly. "No, no, that's not true! I was honored to be your mate. I was just... stupid. Blind. I didn't know how to cherish you."

This soothed my inner wolf, who wasn’t prepared to endure the torture that came with the mate bond and surged forward the moment he laid eyes on her. Despite my attempts to rein him in, he was resolute in his desire to claim her without hesitation. I never imagined that any woman could effortlessly accommodate my entire length. This had been a source of frustration for me over the years, as I never thought such a woman existed. Although I may have had a one-night stand with her while in my drunken state, I still vividly recalled the experience, and she matched the description Grandpa gave. ‘Your mate will be the only one to share this burden with you.’