روايات وقصص ضمن Not Your Mate Anymore Book

In pure agony she weeped, devastated by the betrayal of our mate, our supposedly other half. Hands trembling, tears dripping from my cheeks, I stopped in front of the door. The smell of cherries, honey, and jasmine reached my nose. The scent of my mate, the scent that used to calm me, the scent that's supposed to keep my head, was now mixed with the scent of the woman who never failed to ruin every good thing to happen to me. I can hear the bed inside creaking. Groans and moans of my mate, and groans and moans of the girl he knew I've always loathed.

Before I can pull my head out of my ass and stop her, my soul mate gets in the car and drives away. my soul mate jumps in the car and drives away as if the dogs of hell are at her heels. are snapping at her heels. Soon, very soon, little honey bun, I'll make sure you don't run away from me again. you don't run away from me again. I go back to the living room and open the black bag. I blink several times as I take out the book and see purple tentacles on the cover. I blink and flip through it. flip through it. Holy crap. This is not the last Slade Gray book. Things happen in this book that blow my mind.

"From my pack." Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Your pack?" he repeated. "You mean there are more of you?" I nodded. "Yes. I was...I was their mate. But they rejected me." Lucas frowned. "Rejected you?" he said, his voice softening. "What do you mean?" I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. "They...they didn't want me. I wasn't good enough for them." Lucas didn't say anything for a long moment, but I could feel his eyes on me. "I'm sorry," he said finally. "That must have been hard."

“Do you mind if I have your number? I’d give you a call before I come by.” Matt’s hands trembled as he took the phone and entered his digits into it. Wade licked his lips as his eyes flickered between black and his original marble-grey eyes. That implied that his wolf was ascending to meet Matt. After winking at Matt, Wade exited without ordering anything. As soon as Wade disappeared out of view, Matt collapsed. We managed to revive him and as he slowly came to consciousness he kept repeating, “I’m not gay…..not gay…….not gay.” The poor guy just got the shock of his life. True mates are fated and could be any gender or supernatural being. For instance, a vampire could be a fated mate to a we

Either it eats your brain to Swiss cheese until you forget how to breathe, or you’re exiled, or the pack puts you down because you’ve become a rabid animal. Abertha nudges the muffins toward me. I shake my head. I can’t eat. “It’s not moon madness. And mates are—complicated.” I’ve noticed. The story is you sense your mate, you can’t resist each other, you fall in love, and you have babies. But there are a lot of—aberrations. “So Killian and I aren’t mates?” “No. You definitely are.” “I don’t get it.” Abertha lets out a long, gusty sigh.

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.

“Some people really are lucky! That pregnant lady who just came in? Barely had a stomach cramp, and her beta mate was freaking out, ready to call the entire pack of healers. “Unlike this one. Nearly died from an allergic reaction, and her mate didn’t even show up. Might as well be dead…” I thought I could hold back all the bitterness until the day I left. However, at that moment, my grief crashed down on me. Loneliness flooded in and crashed on me like a tidal wave. Of course, my mate had died. He died on the battlefield three months ago, the moment he chose to live under his brother’s name. I buried my face in the blanket and let the tears soak my pillow in silence. The day I was discharged

"You think this is just about marriage and money? No. You were born to belong to us. Your body is wolf, it just hasn't caught up with your mind yet." "I'm human!" "Not fully." "You're all insane." I turned to run. He let me, I didn't make it far. Matteo was waiting at the gate. "Where were you?" he asked, arms crossed. I glared at him. "Is this a prison now?" His jaw tightened. "I told you not to leave." "Well maybe next time don't keep people locked in rooms like they're pets!" He stepped forward and I stepped back. "You saw him," he said.

Laura Leslie slowly lowered her hand from my mouth. Nobody spoke. The ballroom remained eerily silent as hundreds of eyes shifted between the three of us. My heart pounded so violently I was certain everyone could hear it. The word still echoed inside my head. Mate. My mate. The Moon Goddess had given me a mate. A powerful Alpha. A handsome Alpha. I was so focused on him that I barely noticed Leslie’s hand still resting against my face. My wolf was practically dancing. ‘He is ours!”’she squealed. ‘Did you see him? Did you smell him? He’s perfect!’

Does he think I'm happy being here? I just want to get out of here and go back to my normal freaking life. I don't want a mate. Mates are myths and filled with the stupidest stuff in their heads with no brains; I hate them so much. They are never loyal nor faithful but think of themselves and the fun they are going to have, forgetting that we are at a low point here and don't give a fuck about us; who cares anyway? I don't want one and so shall it be; I don't give a damn...