His Mate, His Enemy Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Because you are my mate." Mate. She has heard him say this word before. She thought that he called her mate because he thought of her as a friend. But now she is sure the word 'mate' has a different meaning. "What is a mate?" She asked him. "Mate is our other half, the one with whom we are destined to spend our life with. Someone who is our equal in every senses, the one who completes us." He said. Thea was awwed by hearing him.

It can't be that I'm actually his mate. “Your dead mate? How come your mate died, if I may ask.” “She was taken by the enemies.” “The enemies? You also had enemies?” This made him chuckle lightly. He walked over to the bed where I sat and placed the cup containing tea on the table, from my observation. “There's never been an Alpha without an enemy. I've never heard of it, or have you?” “I don't think so.” Shit! What am I saying? I don't want him to know that I can't remember my past, to be on the safer side.

When he turned back to me, his expression was raw with rage. "Yes, I blame you!" His voice was a thunderous roar. "If the Moon Goddess hadn’t made you my mate, I would at least know who my enemies are. But with you—" He shook his head, his gaze burning with something almost like disgust. "With you, all I see is a liar. A pretender. You act like you’re devoted, but you’re nothing more than a pawn in your brother’s game." His next words crushed whatever fragile hope I had left.

It was to tell him that he was nothing. Nate's lips started to part, angry lines crisscrossing his face; thereafter, he whispered the name of his adversary with a tone full of the purest kind of venom. "Oh…Blackwood." He mouthed with his vision darkening at the edges his anger crystallizing into something deadly and vindictive. “You better get ready because the war has just begun.”

How is alive and this cold, he’s more like a frozen ice. “I don’t want you to be my enemy Trey, neither do I wanna be yours. But the next time you come after me or my mate again or try to do anything to us, be sure to prepare for what is coming next. Just know it’s not to late to be on our side, because nothing good ends about those against me and my mate; have witnessed it, it has happened to me.” I said to him, towering above him. “It’s not too late.” I said to him again before standing up and walking away from him.

“Let me go… I have had a really terrible week, a-and I swear if you’re here to kill me because of what I saw, I promise not to tell a soul. My lips are sealed a-and…and-” “Kill you?” He drawled out, his eyes holding mine in a lock as he trailed a finger up my spine. “I’ve waited my whole life for you, sweet heart.” “W-what?” “I’m not your enemy here, understand that. You’re my mate. Mine.” His voice grew huskier and the light in his eyes subtly glowed gold. I was captivated by his words, by his fingers tracing patterns down my skin, by the raw emotions dancing in his eyes.

With his manhood dangling as he ran towards us. I growled at his nudity, slashing a part of his arm in anger for showing that part of him to my Luna. “Cover yourself, would you? She’s my mate!” I exclaimed, possessively wrapping my large arms around her. He growled in pain. Whilst mate, stood timidly in her spot. My mate. Who I would love and cherish, eternally. Mine... Mine. “I know, milord. It’s just that we have to hasten the attack so no one wakes up,” he bowed down at my knees saying. “Not going now, means a change of plans.” he added to his words.

But like I kept reminding her, it was easier said than done. “Baby you are his rightful mate right alongside Hector” She pushed my hair away from my face placing it behind my ears. “Though I must admit I’m still in shock over it all. Two mates, I have never heard of such a thing. However, I trust in my mother and my grandmother” my mum grabbed my hand from across the worktop giving it a gentle reassuring squeeze. My eyes flickered to her injured hand; I had never seen one of my parents injured from an attack. So, knowing what our enemy did to my home, to my parents, I was terrified of what they would do not to me, but to my mates.

He said referring to the council. Riven turned slowly. “Cass…” “I don’t care how long it takes,” Cassian continued, voice shaking now. “I don’t care who I have to tear through or what I have to dismantle. My mate, He’s alive. I know he is.” “You don’t know that,” Riven said carefully. Cassian’s eyes snapped to his. “Don’t.” The warning was sharp. Dangerous. Riven nodded once. “All right.” He understood what his best friend was going through. And he was going to make the council pay.

My. My mate.