His Sweet Little Mate Novels & Stories

Brishor completed her sentence. Color rose to her cheeks and she nodded. He brushed her auburn hair on her forehead away and said, “Because you are our mate and you are the most beautiful woman.” For a long time, she stared in his emerald eyes. “Mate?” She didn’t understand. “What is a mate?” “Someone with whom you bond at a deeper level. It is like your souls that are intertwined for this life and beyond. We three are mates.” Chezzal took her small hand in his and compared her petite ones with his large ones. “So beautiful,” he breathed and kissed them.

I was…happy being around her. But the worst happened, when I discovered my little sister was my mate, on a bright full moon, I ripped her clothes and pushed her as she hit her back against the wall and I took her there; I got out of control and marked her and claimed her as my mate, but there was one problem. I couldn’t tell the world who my mate was, and that became my dark secret and a hard shell to crack.

“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.”

But even if he does, I shouldn’t care about it. The next morning, I had taken my bath and was already ready to leave the room when a knock came on my door. I went to the door and saw that it was Matthew. “Good morning, Amanda.” “Good morning, Matthew.” I stepped aside for him to walk in, and when he did, I closed the door. “We need to talk, Amanda.” He sounded worried and concerned. “Alright, let’s talk.” He took a deep breath, and then a smile spread across his face. “I have found my mate.” He announced, and my eyes widened. “Really!” I asked, surprised and also happy.

Her smooth curves were a picture of loveliness. I draw in a deep breath, singling out that irresistible aroma, drinking it in. That’s when I realise. My Mate is human. “You.. you’re human,” I say, stupidly. “Yes. Yes, I am,” my Mate says with solemn amusement. “Thank you for recognising that.”

She squealed in glee, letting everyone inside the hall know that this kid was both her brother and my mate. How fucked up could life get? "Mate?" He echoed, finally recovering from the shock of finding his first ever mate. Silvia disengaged the hug and stared at both of us, with pure wide eyed shock, still processing what was occuring. "You...you two are mates?" She fumbled, pointing at her brother then at me. I was just about to open my mouth and deny everything, when my father and Silvia's parents rushed into the scene, at the sound of the M word.

So back to the present, after he expressed his doubt, while I continued looking at the delicious eye candy mate of mine standing in front of me, with two big red hearts in my eyes which were glowing yellow due to Kai's presence as a goofy smile which was playing on my lips due to the happiness of finally finding my sweet mate which I was not able to content, before I grumbled again wanting to claim my possession over and over, again and again, letting the whole world know that, he is mine, my sweet little human mate is mine and only mine. "Mate Mine” I again claimed righteously with hell of possessiveness in it, looking at my handsome yet cute little human mate stubbornly, really feeling lik

“What if he hurts me too?…” “Oh, sweet child.” I pulled herself a little closer and patted her gently. “The Goddess wouldn’t do that to you. Mate’s are supposed to be your other half; someone who compliments your soul and brings out the best in you. Sure, they’re mates who are not the best towards others, but that’s because like matches like.”

Even Theron's eyes flashed as instinct answered power that wasn't directed at him. I stepped in front of Maeve. "You will never address my mate that way again." Gideon's jaw clenched. I pushed harder. "My Luna." The words carried across stone. "My equal." Maeve's bond burned behind me. "You insult her again and this conversation ends." Lena stared at me. Gideon did not look particularly concerned. So I gave him something to care about. "I will take you downstairs. I will put Mara in front of you." His expression changed. "And I will slaughter her while you watch."

He had grown; his black eyes shone brightly, and his brown hair shimmered against the light. His body was toned, and he was every girl’s dream man. When I smelled that intoxicating scent in the ballroom, it was coming from Raphael. He was my freaking mate; it was my dream come true. He looked in my direction, and he knew I was his mate. He walked up to me, and I waited for him to accept me as his mate. But his expression didn’t seem right. His expression was one of utter disgust; his lips curled downward in a scowl.