Mate? Or Die? Novels & Stories

He said in a trembling voice. Alex roared and suddenly he was gone and his place stood a huge beautiful silver wolf. I gasped again admiring the huge wolf as he snarled at the man. “You can keep coming,” Michael said. “We will keep killing you. So, feel free to pass a message to your leader. Even if we are going to die, we will make sure to pull him down first before we go” The man ran away on shaky feet and Michael rushed to an unconscious Emily to help her.

One of his companions scoffed and mumbled under his breath something we could not hear. “Firstly, my name is Ezra, not Omega. Secondly, it is none of your concern how I am. You clearly have not cared at all over the last few months how I am doing so why start now. I would like to ask you for a rejection so I can either die or move on with my life. If you will not give me one then I will wait until I can feel the mate pull and reject you myself.”

I told her, placing a hand on her forehead. "I want to die, Elijah," she whispered weakly. "You are my mate, and you are not weak," I said firmly. "This is your life—so fight for it." Tears welled in her eyes. "What kind of mates are we when we don’t even love each other?" she asked, gripping my hand. "We are cursed," I admitted. "But we won’t let destiny decide our fate. We are strong enough to create our own." A soft chuckle escaped her lips, but the pain remained in her eyes.

Yet, beneath the facade of strength, anxiety had me on edge. The prophecy echoed in my mind. "Find your mate before your 30th moonrise. For if you remain unmated, your power will wane, and with it, your life." The words were a constant reminder of the deadline, the curse that threatened not just my power, but potentially, my very existence. Time was running out. I was 29, only a year left until the prophecy took effect. Annually, I inspected the major packs to increase my chances of finding a mate. Every interaction, every inspection, were driven by the desperate search for the missing piece, my mate.

"Shelly, it wasn't supposed to be like this—" She thought I was dead. She thought she'd lost me, so she took her own life. I had killed her. "Alpha!" The Beta burst into the room, his eyes widening at the blood and debris. "What are you doing?" "She thought I was dead!" I looked up, my eyes filled with a desperate madness. "She thought she lost me, so she—" I couldn't finish the sentence. "Alpha, you need to calm down—" "CALM DOWN?" I let out a wild, hoarse laugh. "I killed my mate," I choked out, the words like acid in my throat. "I killed her with my own two hands."

He returned within minutes with Julia. “Julia, Mateo has been injured,” Adina told her. She could see the blood drain from her friend’s face. “Julia, listen to me. He is still alive, and as long as he is alive, we can help him,” she continued. “How do you know he’s alive? He could be dead,” Julia sobbed. Adina put her arm around her to calm her. “If he were dead, you would know. True marked mates know, even if they are on the opposite side of the world, they know when the other dies,” Adina explained.

Speak of the devil, he showed up, all bright and excited. “Hey, beauty!” he exclaimed, wrapping his always warm arms around me. “Guess what?” he asked, releasing me from his hold. “You can’t guess. Mateo is dead!” he announced. My stomach twisted. Mateo is dead? Very soon Russell will start asking me to go with him to save his kingdom. I clutched my hands into each other. “What’s wrong, beauty?” he asked, pulling my face covering hair behind my ear. I faked a smile. “Why aren’t you smiling?”

He is not able to perceive a wolf inside her, but that doesn't stop him, she is his, only his, and he is willing to protect her with his own life. Ragnar remains silent, trying to analyze this situation. They already have a mate, the Moonlight pack already has a Luna and that is Anabella, Remus can only be mistaken or confused, that young woman cannot be his mate, that is impossible. "She cannot die." "Our mate cannot die."

But since you want to end our lives, Anders and I are ready to die. We've come a long way. We've seen a lot. We've faced near-death experiences, and we have stood tall. We have made promises to each other, and we will not break them. Anders is my mate, the love of my life, and against all odds, we will be together either in life or in death. No matter what you do, Brandon, you cannot separate us. Make your decision now. Walk away peacefully, or we fight to the death."

It was the truth and Rosy had helped me to understand. Irina rolls on her side, propping her head up on her elbow. “I still don’t understand, you didn’t die” I frown, I had already told Rosy, I had no choice, she went on and on and on, but Irina was truly my mate now, I had to tell her. “I cannot die if you don’t die.” Her eyebrows knit together as she rolls on her back, staring at the ceiling, “You can’t die if I am still alive?”