His Mate His Girlfriend Ellis Novels & Stories

“…Wait, really?” “Yes, really!” I sat back up, running both hands down my face. “You think I haven’t noticed how soft your skin is right now? How your breasts are fuller? How your hips—” I growled, dragging my hand down my face before my control snapped. “God, Amaya. I want you so bad it hurts.” Her lips curved into the tiniest, smug smile as she shifted closer, brushing her hand down my chest. “Eli is over at his friend’s place,” she murmured. “This is one of the very few chances we have right now.”

It was everything I'd ever dreamed of in a proposal, perfect in every way, except it wasn't meant for me. A reporter stuck a mic in Joe's face, and he answered with composed ease, "Yeah, Nora and I've only known each other two months, but I'm certain that she's my fated mate. We're having the mate-bonding ceremony in a week!" His voice was just as steady and sure as it was when he told me he loved me at 18. It felt like someone stabbed me clean through the heart with a silver dagger. I couldn't stop the tears streaming down my face.

he teased. “No, I believe you and I did not feel the spasms of infidelity pain through the mate bond. On top of it, I know that you won’t want to have your traitorous dick delivered to the shark invested waters of Australia by impregnating Miss McCrazy Pants. Of course, your ass would have been spanked broken at this side of the globe too,” I replied back in a matter of fact voice. Kyler burst out laughing and hugged me tighter, close to him. “You got an assassin mate afterall,” I huffed. “Yes, a dangerous one with killer looks,” he claimed before capturing my lips lovingly.

Caleb was the only one who ran to me. He broke from the circle, dropped to his knees, and wrapped his arms around me as I convulsed. “I’ve got you,” he whispered fiercely. “I’ve got you.” His voice was a lifeline in the chaos. But even he couldn’t stop what was happening. The mate bond had been torn. And I wasn’t ready. They left me on the ground. The Council rose and filed out like they’d just finished an opera. The pack dispersed in tight knots, whispering and glancing over their shoulders.

“Is this about Thea? You actually hurt over this?” I met his eyes, gave him nothing. “I don’t get hurt.” He blinked, then laughed again, assuming I was joking. “Classic. Ice in your veins, man. That’s why we’ve survived this long.” He raised his coffee cup in a mock toast. “To never letting them see us sweat.” I clinked my mug against his, but my mind was elsewhere. Ellis kept talking… something about a party in Miami he wanted me to hit with him, some model who’d been blowing up his phone but I only half-listened. My silence didn’t bother him; he was used to it. He filled the air for both of us.

I stared at him, an unexplainable sadness stirring within me. "Then, would you be willing to become my fated mate?" I asked. He froze, surprised by my sudden question. He fell silent. I knew then that he was hesitating, struggling. He only desired to keep me as a toy, but he wasn’t willing to pay the ultimate price. "What? Not willing?" I laughed, "Your ‘love’ is worthless after all." "James, stop insulting me with your hypocrisy." I said coldly, turning to leave. "Emily!" He called out urgently, "Don’t be so unreasonable! I’ve humbled myself; what more do you want?"

he whispered with a coltish grin. Her name rolled off his tongue like a lover’s caress as he followed after the man who’d come calling, and she stared after him, hypnotized. She was roused from her trance by the guests’ applause, and Taylor scampered to grab her hand almost immediately. “Oh my God!” Taylor whispered in delight. “He’s so unreal, who is he? Dish.” He was her mate. “I have no idea.” Elyssa took Taylor by the hand and led her away from the prying eyes of the guests, who were now returning to the floor. Though she had looked forward to meeting her mate for a long time, it was such an inconvenient moment.

” The silence came again but this time Marcel couldn't take it anymore. "So what happened at school today?" He asked finally, trying to make the place less awkward. He stole another glance at Abigail as she was looking at her phone. "School was great Matt and Elise broke up!" Maurice chimed. Marcel's brows furrowed. "Who's Matt?" *Matt is Elise's boyfriend" Maurice said with a smirk. Marcel's eyes widened. "Is that true Elise?" "He's not my boyfriend!" Elise prosed dropping her spoon on the table. The spoon clattered .

“So you’re telling me there’s nothing there?” “Like I said, it’s complicated,” I repeated, taking a long sip of my drink when the bartender placed it in front of me. “Neither of us is really looking for that kind of relationship right now. And then there’s his ex.” She gave me a knowing look. “You mean the fact that he’s still technically mated to her.” I cocked my head a little, saying nothing, but I didn’t need to. Elise was smart—too smart for her own good sometimes. And she had found her mate, after all, so she knew all about how intense those feelings could be.

,I growled absolutely pissed. "yeah well explain that to your mate and how she fucking feels right now. She thinks you never wanted her to begin with and now some crazy bitch told her how close you two got. You haven't marked or mated her so how the fuck do you think she feels ",he got in my face in anger and I sighed. "we were just friends Grant nothing more damn it I fucking love my mate!!!",I yelled sick of being treated like a cheater. I didn't miss the gasp from Lily and my mate. Yes I fucking loved her and I didn't care who the fuck heard it.