My Brother My Mate Novelas e Histórias

No, not someone. My mate.

He could be thinking, what sort of a man will reject his mate for unjustified reasons. “I see, your so-called mate rejected you, right? So pathetic of the both of you,” he stuffed his other hand into his pocket, “Well, one cannot appoint a mate for himself. You and I know that mates are chosen, gifted to each other, and blessed by our beloved mother of all mythical creatures. My brother is just one who seeks pleasure in taking what's never his.” He shrugged his shoulders and shook his head slowly.

My Mate **

My. My mate.

"You told me you have a brother- a twin brother. His name is Xavier.” "I have a twin brother,” I smiled. “Cool." This was helping. Even though I had people here with me, I still felt alone. It was nice knowing I have a family out there. "What else?" "A mate," she said. What’s a mate? She read the confusion on my face and said, “That was the same question I asked you when you said mate." She said then smiled, "Mate is kinda like your soulmate. Your other half. Your partner and your everything. You said that having a mate is the best thing that has happened to you."

Once everyone made it across, the elder turned to me. “You must go south now,” he said. “Away from Ronan’s territory. Away from old enemies.” “And Jake,” I whispered. The elder’s gaze softened. “The Moon will not let you drift from your mate forever. Hiding will only delay the inevitable.” That word again. Mate. My chest tightened painfully. Ivan looked away. We traveled for two days without stopping. My energy came back in broken fragments. The silver light inside me no longer roared. It simmered. Watching. Waiting.

“You don’t want a mate then?” Richard cocked his head to the side, slightly confused by her question. “I don’t know if I could give a mate what they needed right now. But one day I’d like to have what my brother has with her. One day.” He couldn’t quite put his finger on it. But Jenna seemed upset by this. Had his instincts been messed up with when he died and was brought back?

Or did I hear him speak wrong? “Did you just say friends?” I asked and he nodded; I chuckled. “Sure, why not!” I said, “We are already siblings.” I added. “You’re my mate, not my sister, siblings can’t be mate.” He said, he sounded so dangerous and angry, I nodded with a gulp and he smiled.

“You're my mate! I finally found you!” Oh! Now I understand… I guess his friend was lost before… And maybe I look like her. “Dude listen… I'm not your friend, I might look like her, but I'm not her… I don't know you… Furthermore, I'm not your friend” He smiles. “Yes, you're not my friend… You're my mate!” Is this guy dumb? Mate and friend are the same thing… Maybe I should explain it to him. “Dude…mate and friend mean the same thing!”

"Are you coming or do I find it myself?" He caught up to me. "Coming. Obviously coming." He shook his head. "My brother really doesn't know what he's gotten himself into with you." "What do you mean?" "You're terrifying. In the best possible way." "I'll take that as a compliment." "It was meant as one.". "You really love him don't you." The question caught me off guard. "I—" "It's okay. You don't have to answer. "He's my mate. Of course I want to help him."