Mata Kayak Ada Yang Ganjel Novels & Stories

There, sitting on her neck, was a huge mate mark. “Woah, it's huge." I gaped. Jessica tilted her neck to look at it better. "Girl, did he maul your neck or something?" She muttered amusedly. "When did this happen?!” Robin squealed. Emily blushed harder. "Yesterday.” She mumbled shyly. Robin hugged her excitedly. “I'm so happy for you." She whispered, Emily mumbled a shy thank you. “How did it feel like? How does it feel like now?” Jessica asked curiously which was understandable seeing as Emily was the only one with a mark, Robin and Jessica both don't have mates yet and I'm still going unusually slow with mine.

The steering wheel was pulled out by Mata. "Oh, shoot," Mana said. "Now what?!" Mata yelled. "I've pulled down the steering wheel!" Mana said. "I can see white smoke getting out of the front panel! I don't think it's a good sign, potty mouth!" "I asked you to pull it! Not pull it down! Can't you do anything properly?!" Mata shouted. "Guys, I don't want to interrupt but..." I said and pointed at the front. "We're flying into a mountain right now!"

Something strange and addictive rushed through me. “You need to stay here, Eila.” I stared at his half-open lips. Thoughts I didn’t want flooded my head as I lost my breath. I whispered in pain, “I know you feel it too, Marcus… You’re my mate.” I shook my head, not believing what I heard from my own mouth. He glared at me, deadly serious. “Stop spitting nonsense.” “You don’t believe me?” I shoved him hard enough to slip away, but before I reached the door, Marcus caught me, pinning me against the wall.

Jasper’s Beta Lance joins them. “What’s the joke?” Lance asks. “Seb Timberman and Tempe Biczi as mates,” Jasper laughs. “Heard my name,” Sebastian joins them, standing next to Tempe, but not touching her. Both Jasper and Lance look between them before they both narrow their eyes. Temperance closes her eyes and breathes deep, “We are still working through things. We are early mates, not the full-on gross ones yet.” “Oh, yeah, totally,” Lance nods, still eyeing Sebastian with a furrowed brow.

There was no way Fenrir would supply us with invincibility gear that didn’t obscure our scent. As we approached the hill, I could make out the shape of a castle. I swallowed over and over, trying to digest our predicament. At this rate, I would be handing myself over to the monsters and buying all three of us a one-way ticket to the Punishment Pits. It was time to pivot. Beki gave me three sharp barks and sent me an image of Griff. It took a second to work out that she was reminding me that he had placed a pair of guns in my jacket.

“He’s not mad at you, Maya. Not in the way you think. He’s mad at himself. He’s scared, and Kael doesn’t do fear well after what happened to Andrea.. It comes out as control. Orders. Anger.” I stared at my hands. “That doesn’t make it okay.” “No,” Rowan said quietly. “It doesn’t.” The silence stretched again, but this time it felt different. Not painful. Just full of things we weren’t quite ready to say yet. Then, out of nowhere, it happened. A flash. A memory—or something that felt like one—slammed into my mind like a door swinging open too fast. Marta. We were standing in a field I didn’t recognize. She was laughing. I was smiling. Behind her, carved into an old stone, was a glowing symbol

A twinge of jealousy stirs within me at the thought of him having a child with someone else. "Whatever it is, we're going to find out. We're going to help that child, right?" Carolina, my wolf, says to me. "If only you'd be quiet and speak when asked," I reply to her. "Why have you blocked our mate from the mind link?" Carolina asks again. This time, I don’t respond; I block her out too. I eagerly shut the door, anticipating an adrenaline rush. "You take the lead," I tell him.

A true mate," Jake said, his voice barely above a whisper. Maya felt like her whole world had been turned upside down. A true mate was a mythical type of werewolf that only appeared once in a generation. It was said that a true mate was destined to be with one specific person and that they would know the moment they laid eyes on them. "But why would they reject me if I'm a true mate?" Maya asked, her mind racing with questions. "I don't know," Jake admitted. "But I do know that we need to find out. The pack can't keep hiding the truth from you." Maya nodded determination in her eyes. She wasn't going to rest until she found out the truth about her true nature, and why the pack had rejected h

~Tilly POV~ “Matilda May. Third born of the top warriors in the pack, Greta and Harold, is cordially requested to train at the Warriors Elite at the bidding of Alpha Jeremiah of the Cursed Moon Pack.” My younger brother, Beckham, reads aloud in awe. He pauses for dramatic effect and I groan, covering my head with the blanket on my bed.

"Maeve?" I couldn't answer. Because it wasn't sound. Not really. It came through the bond. Panic exploded against me so violently that my chair scraped backward. A woman. A mother. Fear unlike anything I'd felt since Nessa. But this was happening now. My baby. My wolf surged. I reached. Found her. A female somewhere east of the central settlement. Two tiny threads wrapped around hers. Twins. Nearly identical. Except, one was with her. The other was moving. Fast.