My Mate By Grace Novels & Stories

Her blank expression says she is not liking where this meeting is heading. “The slave I bought is my mate. Ezra Kristelle Zavala is my mate.” The table went dead silent. Aside from Gray and Jean, no one dared to make a shock expression. “I do not know what you did in your past life to be born with this kind of life,” Renieval commented. “Mom…” Roman butted in. “Still. She’s my mate and I will have my son from her,” I said. “I won’t agree,” Renieval said firmly.

Logan "Yes," her response echoes down to my cock making me even more harder. "Good!" I growl, with a victorious grin spreading over my face. For a second I feel like a traitor compared to my mate's loyalty, having kept herself for me. Fuck! I better make this good. Slipping my index finger into her, I slowly circle around her…fuck, she's soaking.

It had been a month since she found out he was her mate. But the look in his eyes said it all. She was disappointed, and she felt sad. “Why did you come here? I told you not to follow me. Your fuck buddy is back. You should warm his bed now.” He shouted at her. She dropped her gaze, hiding the tears threatening her eyes as she murmured. “Why did the moon goddess choose for me a fated mate that didn't value me or love me as all other mates do?” Grace rubbed off her tears before she walked up to his bed and stripped naked. “I want to be with you, my love.”

Mila scowled. "You could have mated with him and known for a fact that he is your true mate," Grace spoke as she prowled around the pond and looked around. Everything looked different from Grace's vision. Colors were more vibrant, sky was clearer and every thing around was sharper. The more she focused on something, the clearer and brighter that thing became. "He is not my mate," Mila spoke, feeling devastated, yet again. "He claims to be Chloe's mate. But everyone in the wolf world knows what being a true mate means," Grace sighed as she reached the edge of the forest. One more step and she would be out of Arthur's territory.

I stepped toward Richard, standing next to him. "I've already bonded with him," I said softly, looking Logan in the eye. "I am his mate." Logan stood there in shock, unable to speak for a long moment. He swayed on his feet, and Emma hurried to support him. Her voice was sweetly venomous, "Rae, you’ve moved on so quickly." I didn’t care to reply, not even glancing at her. Richard gave Emma a sharp look, and she immediately fell silent. Logan shoved Emma's hand away, a vein popping on his forehead as he realized the truth.

It had been seven long years since I last saw him clearly. However, when I reached Rowan’s villa, just as I was about to knock, I froze. From inside, I heard breathless sounds. I tilted my head, listened carefully, and glanced up at the familiar entrance to make sure I hadn’t gone to the wrong place. “How about it, Rowan? Isn’t it more thrilling for us to mate in our true wolf forms?” That voice… It belonged to my younger sister, Evelyn Dougherty! “Tell me, Rowan,” Evelyn gasped between breathy moans, “Who do you like being with more? Me or my sister, Mia?”

This tale of love, duty, and sacrifice explores the enduring power of family and fate in a captivating world of the extraordinary. 2. My Abused Mate. Blur - : Ashton Grey is the son of Nikki Walkers and Cole Gray. His father sends him to Investigate different vampire covens with his brother Ashton Grey and friends Oscar Campbell, and Benjamin Martin when he hears the Rumors that vampire is kidnapping young unmated female werewolves from different packs and making them s*x enslaved people. When he investigated one of the Covens, he found his mate Cloe Raymond. Looking at her condition, he decided to take it slow with her and slowly-slowly make her open up to him. Chloe Peterson has gone throu

she said. At this point I saw the strength in her voice and just remembered how my mate talked to me, it really sounded like hers. “No this can't be happening, I can't keep comparing my mate to a maid,” I scolded myself again. Before I could respond to her, there was a knock on my door, then I quickly covered myself as usual so that no one would look at my beastly form; then I asked the person to come in. “Alpha Alex, your mum will like you to be with her shortly,” Alice stated.

She didn't want to lose hope but she couldn't even feel Zeke and she was told by Petra that the mate bond is weak so Zeke wouldn't be able to reach her through it. “I felt Leer and he's coming.” Misty purred. “Finally, I hope so.” Ivy muttered and straightened up against the wall with a wince. The door kicked open and the soldier from before walked in with a bucket. “Zeke's mate.” The man muttered as he stepped closer. His fingers trailed her chin before grabbing her face not so gently. “It's a pity that boy, Zeke has you all to himself but since he's lost you, I would love to see how good you are, coupled with the fact that he hadn't touched you.” He snickered and squatted to her level.

It should have been peaceful—my mate in my lap, the crisis of last night resolved, the future stretching ahead. But I couldn't shake the feeling that last night was just the beginning. That Courtney's attack had opened something that wouldn't close easily. "Connor?" Grace's voice was small. "Are you sorry? That the Moon Goddess chose me? That being my mate comes with all of this?" "No." The answer was immediate. Absolute. "Grace, I'm not sorry. I'm—worried. Concerned about what's coming. But I'm not sorry you're my mate. Not even a little bit."