Mate? Or Die? Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Okay, Marque died because his mate Maya died." "Why?" "What I said before is that your mate is your other half, right?" "Yes!" Lups shouted in unison. "Well, Maya died before he could save her. She wasn’t as strong as him since she was a born werewolf; she could age the same as him but not shift like him when marked. When a mate dies, he will feel empty and shallow. It would be hard to live without each other. He was weakened during the fight, and the rogues took the opportunity and sadly killed him."

“You had a chance to run to the city and find help or turn around to fight two wolves to save Maddox?” “Yeah?” Looking at them, they all had blank expressions. “What is the big deal?” “You almost died!” Maddox growled. “Do you really think I would forgive myself if you died trying to save me?” I shrugged and looked at him. “You said we were mates. If one dies, we both died. So, I figured it wouldn’t matter if I got help. If my mate was to die…” I looked back at Jo. “I would do it for you or anyone else I care about and nothing will change that.”

*Mate* *Mate!* *Mate!!* Nyx sneered in a beastly way. Hungry. *Guess we ain't gonna die a virgin after all.*

My breath caught in my throat as Alpha Weston's gaze settled on Seraphina, the daughter of Alpha Mark, a powerful alpha from a neighboring pack. "Seraphina," he continued, his voice carrying a bittersweet tone. "You have captured my heart with your grace, your strength, and your unwavering devotion to our pack. It is with great honor and love that I choose you to be my mate, to stand by my side as the Alpha Queen." A thunderous applause erupted, filling the hall with a symphony of both celebration and heartbreak. My world seemed to shatter in that moment, my hopes and dreams collapsing around me. The weight of unrequited love bore down on my shoulders, threatening to crush me under its immen

Mew nodded his head and said "I know either than Filo, no one can stand my energy, that's what I told to my pack elders. If I continue the matting process for my sake, he might die." Zee interrupts the serious conversation and said "Again. I don't understand. How is that possible to mate a male??" Mew sighed and said "That's not important here because that's never gonna happen. so we can't go further about that thing." Zee said "Ok. Even though I am curious. I will search for some information." Ohm shooked his head in disbelief and said "Suits yourself." Mew asked all "Ok then how is your Luna's doing.?"

her voice tremors, I was about to argue when her next words still my movements. "We'll die Theo!" She rasps out followed by her sobs, all my anger vanishes as her words settle in. How could I forget it!!? I fall down on my knees, raking my hands through my hairs roughly. Why is this happening to us! For the first time tonight, I feel my eyes burning with unshed tears. The realization that Celeste and I can't truly mate is like a punch to the gut. Only true mates can mark each other, if a wolf marks anyone other than their mate it results in a painful death for both of the wolves.

He said as if that meant something. "What? What are you talking about?" "You're my mate." "You already said that. What's exactly is a mate?" He stood in the middle of the room. "A mate is someone who you are destined to be with for the rest of your life. It's why you feel the sparks when I touch you or why you're always thinking of me." "Who says I think about you?" I snapped. "Do you not?" He eyed me.

She gets what the mate part is supposed to be but she doesn’t understand why one dies when their mate is gone. “Okay, I’ll try to use something simple; a flower needs water and sunlight to live, without them, it will die. Just like that, your mate needs you like a flower needs water and vice versa. When the flower is deprived of water and sun for too long, it dies. The bond is just like that.” Estelle nodded several times, finally understanding what Miranda meant to say. Still, she doesn't know what she should do with the fact that everyone keeps saying that she and Moore are mates.

Then shoved me back, his face flushing with anger. "Don't touch me. Have you no shame?" In my last life, after Catherine died, Oscar shut down. Year after year. I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen him angry like this. Let him hate me. He was twenty again. High-spirited. Alive. Still Oscar. The thought made my throat ache. But the rush of seeing him faded. I hadn't forgotten what I'd come back to do. I forced my voice steady. "Oscar. You don't want me as your mate because there's already someone else. You're in love with Catherine."

I heard my mate say aloud. “Fuck, this isn’t happening!” Mateo cursed as people began to rush out. “No, this isn’t true?” “We’re all going to die!” “Who’s going to save us?” “This can’t be happening in my time, no, no, no!!” I heard all of them lamenting. “Fuck human!” Darkson growled.