My Mate By Grace Novels & Stories

All thanks to Grace’s experience of cooking for a larger number of people. “It’s awesome, Luna!”, Eric said, when he had his share. “Yeah! One can leave their mate to have a mate like Grace who cooks such a tasty cake.”, Allison joked. “That is possible only when that mate is not marked.”, Eric added. The food got stuck in Grace’s throat as she heard him. Grace looked around to find Zayden. He was near the stairs and seemed lost. ‘Might be talking with someone in his mind.’ “Is it possible to mark anyone who is not a mate?”, Grace asked.

He was a gift from the Universe, my destined partner. "You? My mate?" The Alpha spoke up, and I nodded. My heart skipped a beat as his voice resonated through the air. It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. Sebastian, my ex-boyfriend, couldn't hold a candle to him. Now, I had found my mate, and I could finally experience unconditional love. I would no longer have to fear heartbreak. Deep down, I felt grateful to Nathalie for taking Sebastian away. I eagerly nodded in response to Alpha Kane's words, affirming that he was my mate. "Yes, yes!"

“You don’t need to lie to me, Leana. Even without your mother’s gift, I would know that you were lying, and I would hope that you know by now that you can tell me anything.” I watch as my mate takes a deep breath and looks down at her clasped hands. “He’s my mate.” I watch Guardian Grace look at Leana, then reach out and cover Leana's hands with hers. “And your mother doesn’t know, I’m guessing.” “How can I tell her? After everything she endured, it’s like a sick joke that the Moon Goddess is playing on my family. But….” “But you are drawn to him anyway,” Grace says. My dead heart hurts that being mated to me is so difficult for Leana. I understand why it is, but I wish things were different

I haven't seen a naked man with his stick erected. I've seen a lot of dead naked bodies, but not like this. I can smell his orgasm all over the room. I haven't been intimate with a man before, and I'd like to keep it that way than entangle myself with a stupid guy like Axel, who happens to be my mate.

Mateo wasn’t looking pleased at all. This boy seems to know me too well, how is he aware?. I don’t want to lose Cecilia again, and that’s the truth. “What are you saying? Have you forgotten she’s my mate and…” “You keep saying my mate, my mate, my mate, have you forgotten she’s dead?” Mateo yelled. “Yes brother, I know I was mad because of my mate, but the truth is he’s dead, and I should move on. But you should be glad that you now have a new mate and not Cecilia” Mia sounded so calm and soft this time around.

The Moon Goddess finally smiled at him and gifted him a mate, which was like a dream come true. Of course, that left me, and I didn't mind being mateless for the rest of my life, because I didn't believe any woman would fall in love with someone with a face as scarred as mine. It was surprising and annoying how the Moon Goddess was playing a game of chess with me. Like...what was the point of this nonsense Amore was spouting? I narrowed my eyes, my heart racing as I tried to make sense of what I had just heard. "Is there no other way out?" I asked, my voice a low growl.

“Haven’t you realized it yet?” My breath caught in my throat as his words sank in. “Mate.” The word echoed in my mind, heavy with meaning. My eyes widened in shock. I could feel Lia’s excitement bubbling up again, her earlier incoherent babble suddenly making sense. Xavier was our second-chance mate.

“You will not reject me or try to break your mate bond.” “But then you can be with her..” “I don't want to fucking be with her! God, Natalie! I fucking love you! I have since I was twelve years old. I want to be with you and only you! So if you mention me being with Grace one more time, I am going to lose my shit. She is a friend and nothing more. You, you stubborn, crazy girl, are the love of my life. You are my mate, just as I am yours. I might not have a wolf but I have a heart, a mind, and a soul. And you are it for me!”

“She’s my mate.” The word hit harder this time. Mate. Grace’s lips trembled…not with weakness, but fury. Her gaze slid to me, cold and calculating, like she was measuring how deep she could cut without drawing blood. “Go inside,” she ordered me sharply. I stiffened. Asher didn’t let go. “She’s not going anywhere alone with you,” he replied. Grace smiled. And that was when I knew something was wrong. “Oh, Asher,” she said softly. Too softly. “I’m not asking.”

I mind linked him, attempting to move his body with my muzzle. A glimmer of hope spread through me when he replied. "Grace left, didn't she?" Reluctantly I nodded, the sadness in his eyes was clear and I felt even worse for telling him amidst of his critical condition. "You'll get better Matthew and you will find another mate, someone who will love you unconditionally." My brows furrowed in confusion when he suddenly began to laugh. "You only get one mate idiot and I'm not going to get better Felicity, I'm dying."