My Not Yet Mate 소설 & 이야기

I said, not looking at him. “Why?” I stop dead in my tracks. “Because I need my mate to be at his peak. I need to be at my peak.” I turned around to look at Matty. I pulled his head down to mine so I could look him in his eyes. “We are mates. But we haven’t marked or mated each other. Mates are stronger together.” I told him. He looks at me, his eyes flickering. He breathes heavily. “Shannen, we don’t have to do this. I know you wanted to wait until you graduate.”

He asked sarcastically. "How old are you anyway? Four centuries? Five? Six? Or more? If you are at least a century, how come you didn't meet a girl good enough for your taste? And what about your mate?" "I am mateless, Eve. And I was too busy on other things to wander around women." "Mateless? How can you say that you are mateless? How would you even know if you have a mate or not?"

Amanda pov My name is Amanda Dawn and I am part of the lightshade pack. Every year our alpha throws a finding your mate party and all unmated she wolfs must attend. Males from all over come to see if they can find their mate. I hate this cause ever since sixteen I haven't found my mate. I have in fact given up cause now I'm nineteen and still alone. This is so fucking boring but I comply with my mom who orders I go with her cause if not she makes my life hell.

Jesse sighs and puts a warm hand on my shoulder. “I get that you’re a big girl now, and that I have no right to tell you what to do, and that you’ve already got an overprotective big brother to play this role. But…” he hesitates and I step closer, wanting to hear what he has to say. “Just…maybe give this whole mate thing a little breathing room, yeah?” “Why?” I ask, a little confused. “Well, your mate – he hasn’t figured out who you are yet, right?”

Aurelia asked, her eyes wide as she stared at the gate. “Not today. I just want to show you where I came from,” Ronan replied. He pulled her closer, his body warm against hers in the cool evening air. “You said I was your mate but I haven’t been marked,” Aurelia said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. “Oh, I didn’t know you wanted that so badly, you naughty girl,” Ronan said, his voice dropping to a husky tone. He lifted her up and placed her on the car bumper, her legs dangling. Aurelia’s hands rested on his shoulders for balance.

"Gianna doesn’t like you, Byron. She never has, and she never will. She might feel that bond tugging at her, but trust me, she’d rather chew glass than call you her mate." Byron’s laugh came out weak as if he were trying to convince himself. "She wouldn’t say that. She knows how strong the bond is. We’re practically made for each other, and you know it. Mates can’t just walk away from that. We can’t survive without each other."

He looked surprised at first but then his expression became deadpan again. “Twenty-seven.” “Did you find your Mate?” I asked curiously. “No.” I gasped hearing him. “You are twenty-seven, yet you didn't find your Mate. How come?” I wondered. “Everyone is not fortunate enough to find their fated mate. Some find their Mate coming of age, some find their Mate late and some never find theirs. When they couldn't find their Mate, they chose one for them.” Lucien expressed with a deep expression. “Why don't you choose one for you?” I asked him and he looked away from me.

“And then you’ll be free. You’ll run as a wolf, howl under the moon, and meet your true mate.” “But what if I don’t? What if I end up like you, Henry, or rejected like Ria? I don’t think I could survive it.” “Then you wait. A few years, maybe. And if you still don’t find him—you could choose me. We could be mates by choice. Not a bad option, right? I’m amazing, after all.” He winked again, his face heating with affection. I knew he liked me. He always had. And maybe he was right—it wouldn’t be the worst choice. But doubts gnawed at me.

I went to sleep that night never imagining that the next morning I’d wake up to words I’d never, ever wanted to hear… “I’m here to reclaim my MATE!”

As they were all situated inside, he flicked on the lock and spun on his heel to face two intimidating men with their arms crossed over their chests. "Alright, now spill," Sean ordered with an edge on his voice. Travis swallowed a lump that clogged up his throat and blew out a big breath, bracing himself. "Where do I begin..." he murmured, racking his brain for the right words. "After my 17th birthday, I've found my mate." Nathaniel frowned, very confused. "What does that have to do with Serena?" "It has everything to do with her because she's my mate."