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Marissa smiled, “When a dragon turns 100, they can find their mate. So, it’s a ball to show off Princess Adleigh becoming of age.” Jenna smiled, “Oh okay..and what’s a mate?” she hesitated to ask. Marissa laughed, “Dragons, werewolves, mermaids, and a few others have mates. A mate is a person who was made for you. You can feel it. It's like a pull. You are their home, their safe place. It's marvelous.” Jenna sighed, “That sounds wonderful. My timeline doesn’t have anything like that. If you like someone enough, you get married and start a life, but no one is made for each other.”

"I heard his mate's here." "I cannot believe that he faked a mate." "Chels, you know that's not true." "It is. I love him and he loves me. See? Simple!" "You really shouldn't mess with the Alpha..." "I'm not! I'm just opening his eyes to better options." "His mate-"

“You sound just like me when I was your age. But the truth is, Liam, you can’t run from who you are.” I set my glass down a little too hard, the sound echoing through the study. “So, what exactly is a mate? And how will I know when I find mine?” A knowing look crossed his face. “A mate is more than just a partner. It’s a bond. The one person that transcends logic and reason. It’s instinct, fate, and desire all wrapped into one. When you find her, you’ll know. Your wolf will know. Your wolf will be overprotective.”

“That's why I say, you've hit the jackpot. No man will treasure his mate as I will treasure you. You have no idea how much happiness awaits you.” The woman's eyes widened in surprise, she hadn't expected this angle. She thought this would be a bragging session about status and ranks. But her mate had turned their conversation into a sort of vow for the future. Mateo seized her moment of surprise to sit close to her and take her in his arms. “Do you believe me? Do you accept me as your mate?” With her fabulous mate so close, his overwhelming personality completely captured her senses. The mate pull now set in full force, and the woman could do nothing but nod.

How do I explain this to him? He blinked, wondering what new context he was about to get. ^^Do you know who a mate is? A mate is a partner you have bonded with and sworn your whole life too. It's the person you share a bond that must never be broken with.** His head tilted, pretty sure that wasn't the context Aaron had given him. "I don't... are you sure?" His question made Kyle raise a brow before he let out a silent chuckle. ^^Yes, I'm sure.^^

he wiggled his brow “What do they need space for?” I furrowed my brows, confused. “They're mates dolls, they need to iron things out. More time together seems to be doing the trick” “What!!” “Mates!!! When? How! That's great news, Kaden is cute, they're a perfect match” Eros's eyes darkened, “you think Kaden is cute?” He pouted. One look at him and I was struggling to hold my laughter, “is that jealousy I hear in your voice?”

As soon as we walked in, the owner recognized us and came over with a big grin. “Hey, Emily! Out for dinner with Aden again?” Aden’s body went rigid, and Ivy’s face immediately darkened. She tightened her grip on his hand like she was making a point. The owner looked between the three of us, eyes darting to Ivy and Aden’s joined hands, trying to figure out our relationship. Aden cleared his throat. His voice lowered as he glanced at me, trying to explain himself. “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not her mate, Aden. I’m James. Emily is my…”

"You seem to be in a fantastic mood." Joe smiled, setting up the scrummage mats."I am indeed." I smiled a cheesy lovey smile."What's his name?" Joe asked, his face crinkled as he smiled back at me."Isaac." I answered without even thinking about it."What happened to not having a mate?" He asked a smirk playing on his chapped lips.

“What I really want to do is take you back to my den and eat your pussy until you come, squeezing my head with those sweet thighs. And then I want to hear you wail my name while I tap that delicious, plump ass.” Yeah. Her eyes blow wide when she’s astonished. I keep going. “You’re gonna come on my cock so hard, you’re gonna forget everything but that you belong to me, and I was put on this earth to pleasure you and put pups in that little round belly.” I rest my palm over her womb. “That’s what I think a mate is for.” I bump noses with her and then I step back. “But I didn’t figure you’d be down for that quite yet.”

Cassian Wolfe, a candidate for pack Alpha, has an adopted younger sister named Daphne Wolfe who suffers from severe separation anxiety. She's always gentle and well-behaved in front of others and only seems to lose her composure when she sees me approaching Cassian. On the day of my bonding ceremony with Cassian, she breaks my Moon Goddess' crown. She even snatches away the mate ring that symbolizes my status as the pack Luna. Cassian hugs me and leans down to nuzzle against my neck. He says, "Daphne's just experiencing separation anxiety again. You'll be my Luna soon, so show a little more magnanimity. "Our bonding ceremony doesn't need to be constrained by formalities. It's just a cro