Mute Mate Novels & Stories

He looked at me like I was a puzzle he wanted to solve. "So," he said, his voice deep and rumbling. "The Mute Omega. I've heard a lot about you." I didn't speak. I just stood there, Kael's hand in mine. Thorne's eyes flickered to our joined hands. His expression didn't change. "You know why you're here," he said. "I can protect you. I can give you safety. In exchange, you become my mate. Bound to me. Bound to my pack." My stomach churned.

She took the soup and started to dig in and said with a mouthful, "How's it turned 360 degrees, Beta Zack?" Beta Zack grinned and replied, "You are our would-be luna, of course, I will respect you." She gave him a smile and said to him, "Yea, but it's top secret for now." Beta Zack smiled and I took my bowl of soup and stared at him. Did he forget to give me my bowl? Once he found out about my Mate. Beta Zack got nervous and said, "Don't look at me like this. She is your mate and our luna. I have my wife waiting for me in my home."

She tried to stand up, looking at him with hate, Is this the love of the mate they were talking about, wishing she had never met him? "Unfortunately, despite your great experience in this, you did not entertain me, and despite that, you are quite a prostitute." She looked at him madly, screaming with anger blinding her eyes "I'm not a whore, you rascal, I'm your mate." He rolled his eyes boredly, and looked at her sarcastically, while pouring himself a cup of fresh blood "My mate , you are just a sex doll to me. If anyone deserves to be my mate, and a queen on the throne of vampires, it is Astraea, and no one else. Astraea is my only love and adoration, she should be my mate."

Killian’s jaw ticks, with his golden eyes darkening as his gaze met mine. “You think I don’t know what a mate bond feels like, Elara?” he paused then dropped the bombshell I hated the most. “ I Alpha Killian has chosen her Selene as my mate” Elara. His Beta. She doesn’t back down, instead she replies to him. “She’s weak. She’s nothing but a shattered thing. How is she supposed to stand beside an Alpha?” She asked him. Barely before she could say another word, whispers rose from the hallway behind her, as murmurs of agreement, and that of doubt rolled in.

“You must feel like you are the king of the world just because you marked me, turned me on and left me right? Well, newsflash, it doesn’t mean anything to me. We are mates but that’s what we will ever be. Do not expect me to suddenly accept you just because the moon goddess made us mates. You can consider it the start of your punishment for what you did. Do not expect mate duties from me. We are still two strangers and yes, I love the way your fingers curled inside of me, I bet it could do it better than your dick” As soon as I look up, She angrily snatches her phone from my hand and makes her way out of the room but I halt her. “I am glad you know we are mates now. This means I will always

“Mate.” Oh no!

that went back centuries. The information was consistent enough to be unsettling. Mate bonds were permanent. Once activated, they couldn't be ignored. Mates could sense each other's emotions, locations, and sometimes even pain. Rejection was possible but caused severe psychological damage. Sometimes physical damage too. And marking, claiming was irreversible. I slammed the laptop shut at four AM, crawled into bed, and spent the next three hours staring at the ceiling. Dad knocked on my door at seven. "You okay, sweetheart? You look exhausted."

He sat as the maid served him tea. "So it's possible that a person can have two mates?" I asked him the same question as he contemplated for a second before clearing his throat. "I don't know much about it but it's said that when someone's mate is dead or you reject your mate then Luna changes the cycle and sometimes cycle's order becomes disoriented. So according to that you can have two mates I suppose." He took the sip of his tea as Vermin's words rang in my ears. "Because of the heat between your legs."

I didn't just make him my mate; I made him the Primary Server. [INITIATING_MIGRATION...] [MAPPING_LEY_LINES_TO_ALPHA_DNA...] [WARNING: HOST_WILL_BE_PERMANENTLY_SYNCED] "Xander, hold on to me," I commanded. The hangar erupted in a blinding, prismatic storm. The purple, necrotic energy of the wipe was suddenly pulled into the center of the room—not to be deleted, but to be Purified. I channeled the entire planetary format through our Mate Bond.

I have very few reservations about wanting Shaun to mark me and make me his mate. "The connection mates feel is a bond that's hard to break. It's rare for mates to cheat on or reject one another after mating. When mates reject each other, the pain can kill them, especially after they mark each other. So if you accept me, you will never have to worry about me not wanting you or changing my mind. We were made for each other." Do you see the puddle on the couch? That's me. He just made me melt, but who wouldn't with a man saying we were made for each other?