His Mate His Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Mateo didn't know exactly how to reply to what his mother said, so he remained silent and watched her and the kids leave the dining room, leaving only him behind. "Having a girlfriend…. What is it like to have a girlfriend?". Mateo questioned himself before bringing out his cellphone from his pocket. He scrolled through the internet, but then, the movie he featured in with Tina miraculously popped up, causing him to switch off his phone immediately. "Jeez, if having a girlfriend means having someone like Tina around, then I prefer to be single forever". He scoffed, stood up from his seat and went straight to his room afterwards. (3 am in the morning).

Staring at me a couple of seconds before curving his lips up into a smirk. “You’re different from them,” I glanced my confused eyes at him. “Who?” He chuckled. “Back in the day, my brother’s girlfriends used to change their minds about him when I approach them. Just ‘cause I was older,” He said and shrugged. I squeezed my hands into fists and gave him a pointed gaze. “But I am not his girlfriend. I am his mate,” He stared at me for a few seconds and smirked. “We’ll see about that,” he murmured, making me turn to him. What did he mean by that?

I want to show her how much she doesn’t and make sure she regrets it and goes away. I hear the countdown as I down the drink in my glass and I roll my shoulders ready to make my girlfriend an official mate. Olivia and I have been childhood friends and she has been my girlfriend forever, so it's only fair the moon goddess makes us true mates and makes it official for the whole world to know. I know she is waiting for me, so I straighten my tux and start walking back when I feel the first call of the mate bond. My eyes shift and I swivel my eyes towards the figure that’s seated on the bench, slowly dawning on me who my mate could be.

he tightened his grip on my waist and pulled me so close to himself that we were just an inch apart. “That is how I feel whenever I think of you and Matthew together,” he groaned, his hot breath fanning my face, causing my knees to weaken. “You are my wife, Amanda. You belong to me. I am the only one allowed to touch you,” he declared possessively, and I frowned. “I’m not your wife. Our marriage was a lie and a means to carry out your revenge on me. Beta Matthew is my mate, and I love him. I want to be with him.”

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.

He came over and placed a worried hand on my shoulder. “Are you good? You've been zoned out all night? Yeesh never took you to be the type to be whipped.” “I'm not whipped,” I denied immediately. “No woman could ever have me wrapped around their finger, I'd say it's the other way around.” “I see.” My friend settled back without a word for a second, twisting his lips with devious curiosity.”But doesn't it get boring though? Same woman? Same routine? I mean I might be able to stand it for a couple of weeks but not as long as you have. I'm kind of hoping that I'll never find my mate.”

he retorted. I swallowed hard. “Okay, hear me out. It’s not like we are… I mean, like…” I stuttered, looking for a better explanation. “This is not me liking guys, Stiles. It’s like… he is my mate,” I said, dropping the bomb. I saw him freeze, brows furrowed. “Mate? What mate?” he asked. “Mate. Stiles,” I said, nodding. “Mate? Like mate mate? The kind of Moon Goddess–assigned mate? Like your life partner kind of mate?” he asked again.

“You’re his mate.” The word explodes through my consciousness like a bomb, shattering every assumption I’ve ever made about my life, my future, my choices. Mate. Not girlfriend. Not potential romantic interest. Not someone he might ask out for dinner and a movie. Mate. With all the permanence and inevitability the word implies. With all the biological imperative and lack of choice it suggests. I open my mouth to argue, to deny, to demand explanations that make sense in the rational world I used to inhabit.

I pressed, curious about his true feelings. He shot me a look that held a hint of annoyance before responding, "Are you in or not?" Even with his explanation, something about him felt off as if there was more to just what he said, though I was desperate to hold onto my powers. I had already lost Nathan, and I couldn't afford to lose my wolf abilities too. So I nodded in agreement, and in that instant, he claimed me as his mate and I couldn’t believe that I was now mated with my sister’s ex-boyfriend.

“Don’t leave me…” He was intoxicated, and tears spilled from his eyes to my eyes as he begged. “You know I can’t help it! Emily, you’re mine! Don’t bond with anyone else. I’m begging you…” “Aden, have you lost your mind?! What the hell are you saying?! You’re Ivy’s mate now!” “I’m not!” he cried, pulling me into his arms and nuzzling into my neck. “Just wait for me. Once Ivy gives birth…” “Let go of me!”