Imitation Mate Novels & Stories

he admitted, his words coming out in a halting rush. My heart skipped a beat at his words, a mix of emotions swirling within me. It was both heartwarming and unnerving to see how much Mathew had grown, his budding abilities allowing him to pick up on his father's thoughts. "Well," I began, choosing my words carefully, "marking a mate is a special bond between two people, like Daddy and me. It's a way for mates to show their love and commitment to each other. When you become older you will know."

It wasn't the sight of her; it was the feeling. Through the Mate Bond, which was supposed to be reserved for the Alpha and his chosen Mate, I felt a sudden, sickening shift in Damian’s emotional landscape. He projected a carefully constructed veneer of charm, warmth, and easy affection for Camilla. It was a performance designed to fool the cameras, the board, and the human Pack members.

Mate bonds were designed by the Moon Goddess to bring mates towards one another, not to keep them apart. A blue mark and a red mark. I could not take my eyes off of her neck as she asked about Katie. I could feel her jealousy, as soon as she heard that there was a young girl here, the jealousy appeared. I would not be the only one to feel her emotions, he would be able to feel it too. He would be able to feel everything just like me.

he replied, his voice carrying a weight that only honesty could convey, "transcends appearances and mere resemblances. With you, it's not about what you look like, but about the essence of who you are. Natalia and I had a connection, yes, but it was different—a chapter in a story that has led me here, to this moment, to you." His words were a balm to my uncertainty, a reminder that the mate bond was a canvas of its own, painted by the emotions that were unique to our journey. The connection that blossomed between us wasn't just a mirror of emotions—it was a reflection of the intricate tapestry of experiences and sentiments that we had shared, both past and present. And as our conversation co

“Come tell me what bothers you so much that you need to speak in person.” “This is going to sound crazy, but…” I trail off for a moment, reliving all my emotions from mere hours ago. Feeling the mate bond that isn’t possible, like I could somehow be happy again, but also the searing pain of what it felt like to lose Imogen to feel like such a failure that I couldn’t protect my mate and child. I allow the emotions to wash over me as I say, “Is there a way for someone to replicate, or manufacture, a mate bond? The feelings of finding your mate?”

this seemed to have caught his attention as I saw his hands stop moving on the keyboard. His eyes flickered to mine again, and he stretched his limbs out. “Fine. Ask away,” “I’ve been so interested in the mate thingy. How does it work exactly? I know it’s a soulmate thing, but I need more explanation on it,” I sat on the chair, leaning my hands and my chin on the backrest. “Well, like I had explained earlier, and like what’s you said, mates are coined from soulmates. To know if you’re mated is like a pull to your significant other. It’s an indescribable feeling and there’s no way to miss it,”

Her voice was a symphony of pure enchantment, a melodic whisper that could charm the gods themselves. “Mate? What's that?” I asked again, still walking closer to her. She never left where she was, and I never got closer to her. “Mate is referred to as a predestined, supernatural bond between two individuals. They are soulmates. And mate bond is a fated union, chosen by me to identify who your mate is. It's marked by a strong, irresistible attraction between the two mates.” Her tone was soothing, calming, and uplifting all at once, like a gentle summer breeze.

The intimacy is foreign yet familiar—like a forgotten song that once used to be my favorite. And then he pulls away, ever so slightly, just enough to look into my eyes, and I gasp when I realize there is a mate bond. Jace must feel it, too because he smirks. “Now, do you believe me? Still think we don’t belong together?”

he said sitting down. “We’re both aware that we’re both mates and that’s something I would call an Abomination to my pack.....” I said boldly with disappointment running all over Creed’s face. “.....So in order to not bring an abomination into the pack, I would need you to reject me as your mate” I snorted at him. “What? I won’t be able to do that” he grunted. “Are you crazy or have you lost your mind? There’s nothing hard there to do, all you have to do is reject me” I groaned to him.

Aaron has always been careful about our meetings, but tonight, I want to surprise him. No matter how many times I see Aaron, I always feel like this—nervous and excited all at once. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted, and I can hardly wait to see him again. As I walk down the road, it’s impossible to miss the posters plastered on every surface of the street. An announcement of the Mate Games happening soon. As I read the words on the posters,I can’t help but roll my eyes. The Mate Game is one of the most barbaric tradition we follow here. The very process is not only dangerous, but life threatening. The royal family here, rose to their status today because of their strength and resilience. By