His Mate His Girlfriend Ellis Novelas e Histórias

Emily follows. "That was pretty badass." She says. "Yeah, I guess." I shrug. "You seem different." "How so?" "Tougher? Not much though." "Thanks...?" "Yeah, yeah, no problem. Anyway, what was that?" "What was what?" "That major porno crap." "Oh..." "Listen, I get it. He's your mate, it happens-" "I don't like him." "That's not true-" "It is! It's just the mate bond. I don't know what it was. I was all of a sudden needy."

As much as she was at fault, my dumb-ass mate was too. I grunted at the thought. The first time I finally accepted him to be my mate was a few hours ago and it had been playing on my mind ever since. I couldn't help but wonder if it played on his mind as well. He didn't seem to be too pleased by the confession, something I couldn't decipher coding his features. Sometimes I felt as if I needed to be an I.T whiz to decode the man I was mated to.

I continued, trying to change the topic. Rose shrugged. “I dunno. He’s always kind of callus, but today he was straight up moody.” I rolled my eyes. “I bet it’s mate problems. Ellie is a bitch.” Rose whirled around to look at me. “Ellie is his mate?” she shrieked. “I knew they had some weird fuck buddies thing going on, but she’s his mate?” I looked around, checking to make sure no one was listening. “You didn’t know?”

Held her hand, not mine. And in front of everyone, he’d promised her forever. “Scott probably explained about the wedding... right?” she asked, her tone sugary sweet with just enough venom underneath to make my wolf twitch. I had no interest in her games. “He and I are no longer mate,” I said sharply. “Whatever he does now, none of my business.” I turned to walk away. I didn’t want to argue with someone who was dying. I didn’t want to stoop to that level.

When I opened my eyes he was looking at me strangely. "Who are you? Why did you save me? Living sucks." I rolled my eyes and mumbled,"life is a beautiful lie and death is a painful truth." Ellis smiled and told me I get it. I told I don't "get" anything and he was a smelly bloody mess. When he cupped my face I looked at him questionably. "You should be dead," I growled softly and he replied,"I know." I shook my head thinking that perhaps he really was my mate.

Malakai from Armament Management. The man with his back turned rolled his chair around slowly. Aurelia's breath caught. Kai. Those sharp features, the easy smirk, it was him. 'Kai,' she blurted out, her voice slipping before she could stop it. Mr. Ellis shot her a look. 'Aurelia?' She flushed, forcing a nervous smile. 'Sorry, I mean... hi. Nice to meet you.' Her heart pounded. What was he doing here? Armament Management? That sounded like Ronan's world.

He grabbed Austin's hair. "I wanted to mark you as mine. I want to mate with you." Austin said in a deep voice near Ellis's ear and licked his earlobe, making Ellis excited. "You can mark you. You can mate with me. You can knot me. You can do anything with me. But you can't do these things with others because I am yours and you are mine." Ellis said possessively. "Yes, I am yours and you are mine only mine." Austin said and kissed Ellis passionately and Ellis also returned the kiss with the same passion.

"You okay?" "Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Malissa answered, brushing off my concern. I kept my gaze on her and narrowed it in, letting her know I wasn't buying whatever she was trying to sell. She sighed. "Alright. I…I mated. With Erylis," she stated. "And…I just—I don't want to separate, you know?"

Leo was thrusting rhythmically into the figure beneath him, moving in time with the pulsing music. “Yes, Daddy, just like that,” the woman gasped beneath him as he found her spot. Wait! That voice. I’d know it anywhere—even scorched to ashes. Sia. Traitor. Liar. My gaze locked on my lover and my best friend—skin slick with sweat, bodies entangled. My chest seized. Ice flooded my veins. Tremors raced through my hands; my legs threatened to buckle. Breath turned shallow, thoughts blanked—only the hammering of my heart remained.

For a moment, we just stood there, locked in silence. Then, finally, he spoke. “Did you tell anyone?” His voice was quiet, but there was an edge to it. I frowned, confused. “Tell anyone what?” His fingers tightened slightly around my wrist. “That you’re our mate.” I stiffened. My heart pounded against my ribs. “No,” I whispered. His expression didn’t change. He just studied me for another long moment, then nodded. “Good.” Something inside me twisted. “Why?” Elias’s jaw tensed. “Because it doesn’t matter.”