Novel & Cerita His Mate, His Enemy

“Mate?” “Yes, my mate.”

“I did. Last night.” I flinch at the reminder—bone crunch, claws, Kade’s scream. I shove that image down. “What am I to you?” I demand. “Exactly. Not fate‑words. Plain language. Am I a prisoner? A shield? A toy to bargain with?” He exhales slowly, as if I’ve asked him for something harder than breaking bone. “You are my mate,” he says. “That makes you the most dangerous weakness I have…and the strongest bargaining chip.” The matter‑of‑fact way he says, it makes it worse.

Showing him my expression by going to the light from the moon. “The moment you fuck your whores, you already lost your right to me! If you can cheat and I don’t then we better look for answers on how to break off this mate bond because I’m only up for a fair fight!” “We are not in a battle!” “We do! From now on, treat me as your enemy because I quit being your partner, and I no longer want to be your mate!” He growled and took a step closer that our face are just a palm away. I looked up to him despite our height, not backing down or taking a step back.

“Do you know why?” I narrowed my eyes. “Enlighten me.” Bruno’s gaze locked onto mine. “Because I am not your real enemy, Mateo. Maybe I’m an enemy, but I’m not the enemy.” His smirk faded. “And the more you waste your time on men like me, the more you give your real enemy a chance to strike.” I stepped forward and crouched in front of him, keeping the gun aimed at his forehead. “You think I’m stupid enough to believe that?” I scoffed. “You’re only saying this to make yourself look innocent. But I don’t fall for tricks.”

“You never said anything about the fact that she’s your mate.” “What do you expect me to say, Lea?” He asked, shaking his head in question as he looked away from me for a moment. “It is times like this when you find yourself truly questioning who you are and why you’re going through what you are. The woman, my mate, killed my ally’s beta. Not to mention, that ally is my sister’s mate. My mate is the woman who is standing beside the enemy, my enemy, and I find myself wondering whether I should kill her? Reject her? Would it be too easy if I did it as fast? I don’t know.” “I am just lost, I guess. It’s the way to put it actually.” He said, taking a deep breath. “Anyhow, don’t worry yourself ab

I was her mate. ********************************

Finally, I was able to ask him what was on my mind. “What are you talking about?” He asked with a frown. His question surprised me. What did he mean? Why was he asking me like he didn’t remember our past? His frown deepened as he gazed deeply at me, waiting for my reply. However, as I was about to respond, he spoke. “Yeah, we’re mates. But that wouldn’t change the fact that you’re the mira of my enemy.” Then he quickly turned and left. I was left crying. His words were like a dagger stabbing into my heart. So, there’s really no hope for us anymore.

I’ve had enough of this bullshit. “Yes, she is my mate bond. What else do you want?” I gritted my teeth, my eyes glaring at him. “Oh! She’s your mate bond?” WHAT THE FUCK… “I was just asking, is she perhaps your crush or something…” he snorted and I wanted to drown into an ocean, a sea, a pool, a bucket perhaps. “Considering the fact that she went out of her way to love an enemy, it wouldn’t be love at all, don’t you think?” the atmosphere suddenly got occupied by the sudden questions popping inside out ity-bity brains.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Oh, you do,” he said, stepping closer. “I smell it too. You’re my mate.” “No,” I said, backing up. “You’re lying. This is a trick.” “No trick,” he said, his eyes dark with interest. “Fated mates. Funny, huh? The little omega I’ve been messing with all these years.” “You’re disgusting,” I said, my face hot with anger. “I’d never mate with you. You’re my enemy.” “Enemy?” he said, laughing. “That’s what makes it fun but the bond doesn’t care about that.”