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She could tell from the look on his face he was still shell-shocked. The woman with him, a slender strawberry blonde, looked as if she was trying to decide whether to be gracious, friendly, just curious, or pissed off. "Uh, Jessie?" He stared up at her. "Is it really you?" "Sure is." She was determined to be Miss Bright and cheerful if it killed her. "I'm very surprised to see you here. I didn't think you'd ever leave Houston."

Surprised, I hit his face with the pillow I'm holding and fell off the bed, hard. My phone alarm goes off, and Alex stirs as he wakes up. I smile as I think he is dreaming about us. But what if I was wrong and it's not me and someone else? But Alex is single and I am his mate. It's our destiny. But what if Alex is not happy with his destiny? What if he don't want me because I am male omega? What if he got someone else?

My eyes stopped at Amoux, and I was surprised that he was staring at me too. “MATE!!” No way! What is the meaning of this?

It spoke volumes of the profound bond I shared with my chosen mate, a connection forged in the depths of our souls. And then, in an instant, Riya's surprise washed over her face, her features transforming into a beautiful mosaic of astonishment. It was a sight to behold, a fleeting expression that revealed the depths of her curiosity and fascination. I couldn't help but revel in the power of that moment, knowing that I had unveiled a secret piece of myself, bared for her to witness. A newfound sense of satisfaction washed over me, a delightful warmth that filled every corner of my being. I had exposed my vulnerability, allowing Riya to witness this intimate part of my existence, and the surp

The revelation struck him like a thunderbolt, sending a shockwave of surprise through his entire being. "Susan Miller?" Mateo muttered under his breath, his voice laced with disbelief. He couldn't fathom how this seemingly innocent name could be connected to the deeply personal intrusion he had experienced. Questions swirled in his mind, clamoring for answers. With each passing day, Mateo's determination intensified. He conducted thorough research, cross-referencing any information he could gather on Susan Miller. The puzzle pieces slowly began to align, revealing a complex web of connections that Mateo couldn't have anticipated.

Mew cut his sentence with a frown and said "What But. Don't you remember you are my Mate" Boat and Mild screamed "WHAT!!!?." Mew got confuse this time and thought why didn't the boy said his friends that he was his mate. His heart was fuming with the unknown, feeling so he questioned his mate "Didn't you tell your friends??" Gulf answered hesitatingly "No." Mew sighed and said, "Already late come." He grabbed his mate's wrist. Omega thought "oh god my heart is jumping like it gonna explode. He calls me the first time for his Mate. what am I going to do?" it's really happy for Gulf. He can't stop smiling.

She can see it in his eyes. MATE.

My heart skipped a beat at the revelation, a flood of emotions rushing through me as I tried to process this new information. “Mate… What do you mean by mate?” I questioned, feeling a mixture of confusion and curiosity swirling inside me. Sarah took a deep breath before explaining, “Andrew is your soulmate, your destined partner in life.” My mind reeled at the idea of having a soulmate, wondering how this would change everything.

‘Mate,’ Noria repeated in my head, joyous and reverent. Could it be her? Sophie was my mate? The improbable realization both terrified and thrilled me. I stepped forward, wanting to close the distance but fearing what this meant for us. She, too, took a hesitant step. Then, her expression burst with recognition and an indescribable joy. A dazzling smile curved her full lips.

he looked down at my stash inspecting it. “Oh, mom and girlfriend paid a surprise visit tonight. I'm just getting them something to eat.” “Nice,” he dragged out the word, a smirk on his face. “Am I getting an introduction?” he asked and I gave him a confused look, surprised he'd want one. “You want an introduction?” “Yeah, why does it sound so surprising?” Mateo asked, shoving his hand into his pocket. “You just don't seem like the type of dude,” I said. “What does that even mean? Are you ashamed of me or something? Am I not good enough for your parents?” he asked like a hurt girlfriend and I couldn't help but burst out laughing. I couldn't believe what I was hearing at all.