His Second Mate Novelas e Histórias

What in the world had happened to him? “My first mate.” He paused, more like he was hesitant to speak further. I patted his shoulders, calming his throbbing nerves. “She.. she was a low breed, poor and undesirable to me. The moment I discovered she was my mate, I cursed her, refusing her without thinking twice.” “And what's her name? The name of this first mate of yours?” I gulped down saliva, uncertain how he was going to take this. “Vera!! That was her name. I remember it more than anything else.” He looked into my face as if searching for something.

“Mate?” I whispered while he still held me closed to him. I wanted to ask what did he mean by mate? I have read a few novels and if they were all true, mate meant soulmates. Was it true? Was he my soulmate? I could still feel the tingles all over my body and the heat that embraced me when he was close. My wide eyes searched his for answers but his eyes only showed rage. I discovered that he didn’t like me being his mate but it was not my fault or was it?

Lyall's p.o.v I could barely sleep, the thought of our third mate weighed on me. The problem wasn’t having a third mate, the problem was a what if question. He said her name is Elsie. What if the Elsie turn out to be the same Elsie from years ago? I must see her to confirm my doubts. Oh Moon goddess, why are you doing this? There are a lot of Elsies right, it can't be just her. She couldn't possibly be in New York.

“I’m not, but she wasn’t a maid. I made her one.” I could hear the wheels in his head turning, trying to make sense of what I was saying. “She’s my mate,” I confessed with a huff. Tristian’s eyes widened, and for a few seconds, he sat frozen, just staring at me with those eyes. “You’re not joking?” he asked. I didn’t bother replying, he knew I had no reason to lie about such a thing. “Congratulations on finding your mate, but I can see it’s not something you’re happy about, seeing as no one knows about her and she’s here serving as a maid,”

I looked around at all the smiling faces, friends, family, people who fought for us, people who loved us. My heart felt so full it could burst. This was our beginning. Out of all the times I had been mated, the third one was the best. **** RONAN: The mating ceremony was over, soft music still playing. Jerome walked up to me with a big smile. He looked so proud. Silas stood beside me, grinning wide. Jerome put his hand on my shoulder. “Ronan, the decision has been made.” “What decision?” I asked, confused.

"When that happens, our fated mate bond will just… sever." I closed my eyes, forcing my breathing to stay even. Fated mates were supposed to be forever. The Moon Goddess herself had bound our souls. A sacred promise that he was about to break. "Ember?" Silas sensed my silence. "What's the hesitation?" I opened my eyes and met his deep, dark gaze. "Nothing, Alpha. Congratulations on finding a suitable mate." Silas raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. "You need to understand. You were nothing more than a tool to keep my wolf in check," he said, sitting up and pulling on his clothes. "You did a good job this past year. I'll see you're well-compensated. Gold, jewels… whatever yo

The whispers began, all her men agreeing with my logic. “From what I know, the second key is already with Maya; that's why she needed my mate to begin with,” I said calmly, watching her steadily break down. “So if the key is with her, why did she send us away?” One of the men asked, anger burning in his eyes. “I don’t know, but my guess is that you guys are trouble, so she sent you away to chase a worthless pun on the chessboard while she calls checkmate,” I said calmly, a finality in my voice as I motioned to my injuries.

"I will commit an even greater mistake if I allow Alpha Noah to become Alpha of the Silverado Pack and I fail to defend what's mine!" "What do you mean by that?" He asked, his face turning gray. "Luna Zara Silverwood is my second chance mate," I said, proudly. "And if I have to, I will stop at nothing to keep her safe, including from you!" ****

I needed to be a pit open with him in order to get answers to my questions as well. "Yes," I replied cautiously, bracing myself for whatever bombshell he was about to drop. "But what does that…" The question died on my lips as James' expression morphed into a complex mix of emotions. Confusion, amusement, anger and a hint of… something else I couldn't quite decipher. "You have three mates," he stated, his voice barely a whisper. "Triplets, aren't they?" “I thought we established that already? You saw the three marks didn’t you?”

"But…” I shook my head then added, “Adam is my mate." For the briefest moment, Luke’s jaw tightened. A flash of anger crossed his face at the mention of Adam’s name, darkening his eyes. It was gone almost as quickly as it appeared, and he forced his expression back into one of calm neutrality, shoving whatever emotion he felt deep down. "It is possible to have a second mate. Rare but possible." He explained and silence fell between us. I sat there staring at him, trying to process what he had just said. My mind scrambled for answers, desperately attempting to make sense of this new discovery. A second mate? I hadn't even known such a thing was possible. Questions collided inside my head fast