His Mate, His Enemy Mga Nobela at Kwento

He is my mate? “Zelix?” I whispered. “Willow, long time no see.” he said coldly. “Y-You’re my mate?” I uttered unbelievably. “Mate? You are not my mate, you are my rival. Mate is fucking useless. I don’t believe in such things.” he said while smirking. I clenched my fist and gritted my teeth. He walked towards me and I stepped backward, but he quickly grabbed the collar of my shirt and choked my neck. My eyes widened at the sudden action.

“Yes, you’re not my friend… you’re my mate!” Is this guy dumb? Mate and friend are the same thing, maybe I should explain it to him. “Dude..mate and friends are the same thing!” He shakes his head. “You’re my mate, my soul mate!” “Your soul mate?” Could it be he’s having psychological problem, could it be he’s nuts. Such a pity, a handsome young guy like him is not normal. “Yes you’re my soul mate, the one I’ll spend the rest of my life with!”

He’ll love me for who I am, no matter what because that is what a mate does. Your mate is your partner in all things. They are your confidant, your companion, your strength, your light in the dark, your love, your lover, your friend, and your cheerleader. They are your other half in all ways. Where you are weak they are strong. They are you home when you’re lost. They are you calm in your storm. They are your everything.

I muster up the courage to ask “Why?” He shifts. “Because despite everything…you’re my friend.” His voice is quiet, but heavy. I laugh, low, bitter. “What kind of friend files a report to get you stripped?” He flinches again. “I…heard about Dante’s complaint. It was the right thing to do.” My fists clench. “He is the enemy.” Mateo bites his lip. “Are you okay?” he asks. “That’s easy for you to say,” I seethe. “Your friend destroyed me.”

"This came from the woman who had tamed and untamed me at the same time, the woman I wouldn't dare to trade for anything in this world.... MY MATE!" He said recalling the words she had used to comfort him some moments back, emphasizing the last words. He smiled. "Your Mate!" Damon froze at the words, this can't be possible. The only mate he knew for his friend was dead and that was a long time ago. "YOUR MATE!"

“The one you were calling a fool had loved him truly. You could never empathize with me because you never loved your mate. You never thought of the future with her. You never planned a future with her.” “I choose my own mate.” “Is that why…” my words trailed off as my gaze shifted to Dante’s sleeping form. ‘Is that why you would never choose me?’ I finished inside his head. ‘I will never accept someone whom I considered my enemy. ‘Am I your enemy? I never considered you as my enemy.’ ‘Too bad, I did.’

Matthew felt like the sky was about to collapse. The rival was so tall and handsome, and he was still young, definitely not comparable. What should he do? Right! The enemy of his enemy is his friend, so he just needed to bring his dad into the picture! Matthew naively said, "But I think Uncle isn't good. Compared to Uncle, isn't my dad taller and more handsome?" Lyra lowered her head to wipe him dry with a towel, remaining silent. Seeing this, Matthew continued, "If you don't like either of them, you can choose me! I'm young, so I'll live for a long time! Do you like me?"

“Mate” I said “ As in friend? Yeah but we just met buddy, I think you need more than that for us to be mates. I'm grateful though that you saved my life don't get me wrong” “Not mate as in friend” He said with a sigh“Mate as in soulmate” Yeah all these people were on something I was sure of it. “You okay?“ I asked “You aint on something are you because William was acting all weird just like you right before he tried to kill me”

My eyes widened as the realization dawned on me. Mate. This was finally it. I’d finally found my mate after all these years of waiting. The day had finally arrived. I expected to see some kind of reaction on his face but all I got was a cold, impassive look. That was—odd. Did he not feel anything? “You’re my mate.” The words left my mouth before I could hold back. His expression tightened at those words. I did not expect the look of disgust that crept onto his face. He let out a frustrated sigh and stepped closer to me. The girl wasn’t ranting anymore but I didn’t care for any of that. I was only focused on Callen.

“You're my mate! I finally found you!” Oh! Now I understand… I guess his friend was lost before… And maybe I look like her. “Dude listen… I'm not your friend, I might look like her, but I'm not her… I don't know you… Furthermore, I'm not your friend” He smiles. “Yes, you're not my friend… You're my mate!” Is this guy dumb? Mate and friend are the same thing… Maybe I should explain it to him. “Dude…mate and friend mean the same thing!”