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“I know that you are really good with knowing every Alpha that there is right now, tell me.” “Okay, okay I admit I know their names. There is Alpha Matthew from the Mountain Pack, Alpha Boaz and Luna Katniss with their daughter from the Blue Moon Pack and Alpha Luke from the Red Moon Pack he lost his mate 2 years ago he is now searching for his second mate.” When we were arriving at the guesthouse, I looked outside my window to look where we would sleep. It was a big grey house with 2 floors. It had a grand wooded door in the middle of the front house, with some big windows around.

It was the heaviest rain in a long while and for some reason, it felt like the sky was crying for the loss of the last Original. Author's note Hello dears, Author here, this is the end of His Mate. You can follow me on I*******m as @goodnessshadrach in order to know when the book 2; His Mate: The Demon King would start. Thank you all so much for your love on this story, I wish you would join me on the second installment. Looking forward to see you in I*******m :)

titles like these. “Let me get this straight. I am your mate and the supposed Luna of a pack?” “Yes, but never in history have a werewolf been given a human as a mate” “Maybe... that’s because you have been mistaken” I say with a nervous laugh, “I’m not the girl you’re looking for, your...” the words felt weird in my mouth, “Mate, she’s somewhere out there, maybe in the woods..”

Wait. …Mates?

I sniffed and leaned my head on his shoulder to get back at Vance for enabling that bitch. Vance’s eyes caught mine and he awkwardly pushed Esme aside before approaching me. This time, I let him remain at my side so that I could drown him with my ferocious glares. He remained silent, his eyes communicated his emotions of sorrow, regret, and longing. “You came with Wade,” I noticed that Matt was very cordial with Wade clinging to his side. He nodded, half smiling and said, “The mate bond is mystical and magnetic. He’s a nice guy and we are hanging out to see if I could ever get comfortable. He’s gay but this is new for me.”

And once he understood that she was the heart of their connection, he mirrored that love in every action. The night held a delicate beauty, filled with promise and tranquility. A soft breeze rustled through the leaves, carrying the perfume of wildflowers and fresh earth. Liam took another deep breath, a wave of anticipation rising within him, knowing that this night would shape their futures. He was determined to stand by Niylah’s side, supporting her as she embraced her new role, proud to call her his mate.

The following morning Peyton, Mazi, and Whitman are eating breakfast. She has been most of the talking while Peyton Whitman rolls their eyes at each other. Finally, Mazi has had enough, ”Whitman, Wisdom will never be yours. She has forgiven Beauden and accepted him as her mate. You have done some foul crap, and my mate isn’t going to stand up for you. Even if I must take him home until all of this bullshit is over. Whitman if you keep pushing my niece and her mate you’ll get something you don’t want. Believe me when I say that." She leaves the room. “Crazy ass man thinks he can force my niece to want him. He has lost his damn mine.”

I was clear with my words when I spoke with the moon goddess so how can she give me another mate when I never ask for it. “You have to do that, or you might even lose your pack. Everyone knows that knows that Zara is dead. Maria loved you but now she is gone. You just have to move on and think about what she wanted for you all those years. Her dreams have been to make the pack a better place for young scared Werewolves and right now you have been unfair to all those wolves. Maeve is one of them. How would you feel if you had found her as your mate and she is still hung up on her past lover?” He raised his brow and I groaned.

I don’t have much data allowance left on my phone, but I use it all now looking up my Mate, on the Internet. Anyone can have a website. My Mate has a Wikipedia page. I’m just a toy for the Moon Goddess to play with, I think. The butt of her cruel joke. My Mate is a world class musician. Her brother has an Oscar. Her parents have Olympic medals. Another brother is a Professor. Her grandfather wrote one of the history books that I studied from when I was homeschooled. Her family owns about half a County. She doesn’t need a flat-broke werewolf exile who’s a bit good with a pencil, plays crappy guitar and will be the enemy of a lot of vampires if they ever find out I killed one of their boss-men

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