His Mate His Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Classic. He introduced me as his mate. His mate, people. My poor heart practically rolled over and showed its belly. I thought it meant something. To him. To his wolf. To the Moon Goddess. Clearly, I was an idiot. When dessert came out, I tried to be sweet. I offered him a slice of orange cake—just a friendly, supportive fiancée gesture. He froze. The entire table went silent. Even the pack omega stopped mid-bite, her ears twitching. Someone’s fork clattered to the floor like the Moon herself gasped.

He held my gaze, steady and unflinching. “You already are,” he said at last, his voice rough. “Wolf or not. But if I’m right about you…” His thumb brushed over my knuckles, sending a tremor through me. “Then you’re not just my girlfriend, Ruby. You’re my mate. My only mate.” At the word mate, my chest tightened, heat spreading through me in a way I couldn’t explain. I didn’t argue. He insisted on taking me home on his motorcycle. I wanted to protest, to tell him I wasn’t dressed for it, but he only smirked and handed me his spare helmet. “Trust me,” he said, eyes glinting, “you’ll like this better.”

“What? Are you jealous of that couple?” “Couple?” Matteo rasped. “Yeah, That’s Katie....she’s the friend I told you I’m close to and that’s her idiot boyfriend, Blaze ” Matteo’s world spun. His heart pounded painfully, his breath short. "She… she’s my girlfriend" he choked. Naomi blinked, confused. “Wait ,what? Are you drunk?” But Matteo didn’t respond. He stumbled out of the club, his body shaking. “Matteo!” Naomi shouted, rushing after him.

“To stand here and commit treason against your Alpha?” The word echoes. I watch Marcus carefully. Waiting. Expecting.... something. A shift. A crack. A moment of doubt. But he doesn’t give it to me. Instead, he waits. Until the courtyard falls into absolute silence. Until every whisper dies. Until every eye is locked onto him. And then, He speaks. “Saphra is his mate.” The words hit like a physical blow. For a heartbeat, i don’t understand them. They don’t make sense.

One night stole her innocence. Two years later, destiny brought him back... as the one man she could never forgive. Mona Lisa is twenty-three, and she built herself back up from nothing. By day she runs the bakery half the town swears by. By night, she fights for one thing that ever matters, her son, Lucas., a stranger she buried so deep she almost believed she'd survived him. She never thought fate would drag him back into her life. Alpha King Ronan Cassian has spent nearly three hundred years waiting on a promise the Moon Goddess never kept. Just when he's stopped believing it ever will, he finds her, the woman he's searched centuries for. But she already has a son. And every i

For the past three years, I had been sponsoring a low-income student until he got into a top-tier university. To ensure that he could focus on his studies, I agreed to continue providing 1,500 dollars monthly to cover his cost of living. Less than a month after he started university, he texted me requesting to pay the rent for an apartment next to the university. I thought there was something wrong with my eyes. The text was quickly followed by a voice note. "My girlfriend doesn't like the fact that there are no private bathrooms in the dormitory. I've already found the perfect apartment. Help us pay the rent. It's only 1,200 dollars a month." When I did not reply, he said, "My girlfrien

He said removing her hand from his arm. “Why don’t you just reject her and let me be the one to please you in ways she never could. I can drive you wild.” She whispered. Well not really whisper because I heard her. She was as quiet as a bullhorn. I wished I hadn’t heard her though, whoever his mate is, she is one lucky girl. I assume, at this point, that mate means girlfriend, boyfriend, significant other. I’m so confused. I have no idea what alternate world I’ve been thrown into.

“I just… I just don’t wish to see girls hanging on your every word anymore.” She didn’t know he had left his seat until he was right behind her, his breath fanning her neck. She stilled at once, feeling like she just might have triggered something she couldn’t possibly control. He trapped her between his powerful arms, molded her back with his front, and then told her softly, “I don’t mind being your boyfriend, so long as you agree to be my mate.” “I…” she dampened her lips, at a loss for words, while her panties got ruined. “Aren’t I your mate already?”

He walked to me and sat on the bed before taking my hands in his. "You're confused right?" He asked and I nodded my head. "Listen carefully. You are my mate." If he thought that was an explanation, then that didn't do much...I was still confused. "What's a mate?" I asked. "A mate is someone the moon goddess has destined for you. The person is your other half and you feel immense joy when you're with them." "So like lovers?" "Yeah. Destined lovers." He added. I didn't know what to feel about this, but I still went with the flow.

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.