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I said wobbly "Marry me without any fuss and I'll make your Mom conscious in return, refuse my offer and I'll kill your Mom and find another way to make you my mate, either way you'll be bonded to me in 3 days time so what will be your choice, the easy way? Or the hard way?" He asked with a smirk......... ©️Authoress_Lilly_stories

Sergio, not one to let such comments slide, responded with a hint of amusement, "Get your own mate, Jake. Perhaps that's when I'll take your opinions on my love life more seriously." Jake, never one to back down from banter, replied with a mischievous tone, "Nah, I'm good, Sergio. I don't even know if a useless dude like me deserves a mate." His self-deprecating remark drew a small giggle from me, softening the edges of the conversation.

Jericho presented. Forcing my eyes to look away from Knoxx, I shifted my attention back to Jericho. "No. You're not coming, either." Jericho grumbled. "Why? I am your mate, too." "Ex-mate," I corrected. "Love quarrel. I like it." "There's no love quarrel here, Thalia," I corrected. "Please pay for me, Jericho. In compensation for the emotional trauma you had given me." And I no longer listened to whether they said something or not.

Like her heart needed another crack in it. Kieran turned, didn’t even bother to look back, and headed for the stage. Ariella Moon—the blonde from Red Dawn Pack, the one who looked like she belonged on a perfume ad—wrapped herself around his arm like she’d been waiting for this exact moment. He held her hand up, all proud. “This is my mate,” he announced. The crowd went nuts. Eva’s world? Yeah, it pretty much exploded right then. All she remembered was Hann yelling her name, and then her legs disappeared. Gravity, meet Eva.

“You may have your seats.” “To the business at hand. We have a new decree and it automatically becomes a law once I read it out, got it?” My eyes scanned the entire hall before I turned to Jerome to continue. He heaved a sigh softly, expelling hot air from his mouth then he began to read out the decree. “A law against mistreatment of mates.” His gruffy chill voice rang out. “From now henceforth, On no account should a mate be found mistreating their mate. No one should keep a female/male close to them if they are mated.

“I demand that you unmark her. Once you will unmark, you will know that she isn’t your mate. You won’t feel the pain that is associated with unmarking. And that will prove my point!” Tova was aghast at his mother’s sheer apathy. The idea of unmarking his mate was abhorrent. The pang of pain that he felt in his heart even by the thought of it was so sharp that he felt dizzy. His beast screamed against the idea. It sounded wrong on all levels. He staggered and clutched a table’s edge near him. He closed his eyes, clutched his heart and turned his face towards the ceiling. “Tova!” Alyssa rushed to him and held him. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed his chest. When Mizette said to unmar

“Your mate. Jeremy.” And then he drives into me again. My release crashes over me as I scream and dig my nails into his shoulders. I writhe against him, losing myself in a never-ending wave of ecstasy as Jeremy hammers into me with enough force that the headboard smashes against the wall. All I can do is cling to him as he rides me hard enough that my back arches and another orgasm tears through me. When he lowers his head and his tongue laps at my mate bite, I whimper my release as a strange daze settles over me.

The nouns floating weightlessly in the space, sharp and heavy as a scalpel. Aurora’s brows furrowed. "Mate with my mate? I have no mate," she declared stiffly as she got to her feet. Her gaze was steady, yet her heart drummed in her chest. "You’re mistaken, witch. If you’re talking about Sage, he’s not my mate. He’s just—"

But all I receive in return is a smile, inscrutable and enigmatic, leaving me to grapple with the uncertainty that’s churning within me. It’s Luna Cersei who gives the explanation I need. "Alpha Primo and I, with the permission of Evelyn and Dwight, have decided that you and Dwight must fully commit to your mate-bond." Mate-bond?! The word sends a jolt of confusion rippling through my flesh. Mate-bond implies a connection forged in the depths of a shared love. But there’s no mate-bond between me and Dwight—it’s just one-sided! Before I can voice my protest, the words caught in my throat, trapped beneath the weight of Luna Cersei and Evelyn’s unwavering gazes.

"Drawn to him? Like how?" "Like she feels him. Like she knows him. Like she's been waiting for him." I shook my head. "I don't understand it. We're not mates. We don't feel the mate bond. But there's something there. Something I can't explain." Sarah was quiet for a long moment and when she spoke her voice sounded like pain. "That only happens between fated mates, and that's rare," she swallowed. "That's how I felt with my ex-mate." Her jaw tightened. "Before he rejected me and disappeared."