Not Your Mate Anymore Book Novels & Stories

And at the same time, I had seen him approaching me as well. I had tried to run away, but my body wouldn't let me. It was as if it had taken a mind of its own that day. And Anya’s sudden excitement that day had been another case on its own. When we had gotten closer to each other, we stood and stared at each other lustily for about a minute. My heart had raced so bad that I thought it was going to leave my chest. And when we both suddenly uttered the word, ‘Mate’ simultaneously, I knew a change of plans was occurring. And that was what landed me here.

"What does he take me as? A mate for sale? I am not for purchase. I am no longer his mate and I do not belong to him" Alaila nodded. "Of course you do not"

“Like you’re forgetting who I am.” His expression hardened. “I haven’t forgotten.” “Good,” she said softly. “Because I haven’t either.” He closed the distance before either of us could think better of it, catching my wrist “Don’t test me,” he murmured. My pulse raced beneath his thumb. “I’m not,” I whispered. “I’m trying to survive this.” His grip loosened. For a moment, his gaze looked… lost. “This is because I miss my mate,” he said, more to himself than to her. “That’s all.”

I was her mate. ********************************

But all I could think of was the time I spend here with my mate. There were so many memories to let go. Her naked body under the shower with water cascading her curves, her sweet moans, the way she explodes throwing her head back with her eyes half closed as she screams my name.[2] The memories haunted me to where I couldn’t stand anymore. I dried off and put my clothes going into the office. My mom was already there in her seat reading through some files. After my mate eloped, she took back the role of the Luna again helping me with running the pack and our business.

“You don’t even remember. Of course you don’t. It was just another Tuesday for you, wasn’t it?” She took a step closer, her hands clenched into fists. “I bonded to a Mate, Asher. I found my soulmate, the one person in this entire world meant for me. And you ripped out his heart right in front of me. Made me watch as the life drained from his eyes.”

The book almost fell from my hands as I began to run back to the palace. How did I not think about it? How did I not remember that I had seven dead mates and being intimate with one would obviously lead to the same fate. I ran, tears blinding me, the heavy pages of the book slapping against my side. Seven dead mates. And now....him. My chest burned as I stumbled up the palace steps, clutching the book. "Moon Goddess." I gasped, the plea ripping from my throat. "Please.... Don't take this one too."

“This book calls it the Plague for the Miserable. I’ve yet to read a cure or a way to prevent it. But fret not, that’s what I will look for today.” Plague for the Miserable…quite a pitiful name. He looked away, thoughts flying off his head. It looks like there is no cure for it—no logic applies to the plague. It is also unavoidable for those who have lost their mates. Subconsciously, his eyes wandered to her small figure, occupied by the books, some bigger than her own head. He smiles. Lucky for him, his mate is alive and well. —

"A mate is a piece of your soul you need to survive once identified. It becomes a need, a want, a necessity. Try as you might, you can avoid it as much as you want, but unless you are heartless or you reject the bond, you will always gravitate towards them. Your mate is your soul, the other part that magnets the one in you towards it to complete it. As long as you are not consumed by darkness, it's inevitable. Do you understand this, my flower?"

"Oh, f*ck bro, what did you do? I told you to just stay away. How are we going to handle this now?" Toffee burst out in despair. Toffee couldn't accept that after all this time Matt had managed to lay low. He couldn't accept the reality that, once again, Matt would have to suffer and sacrifice himself for this woman. "She has that scent bro, you knew that very well, and you're aware that I can't avoid it. It's part of this curse on me. Just get her out of here, please," Matt patted Toffee's shoulder and turned away. "Can I see you again or will you disappear again?"