Not Your Mate Anymore Novels & Stories

Zane stepped forward until he was infront of me, and before I could ask again, he bent one knee and sank down. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked sharply. His grin was gone. He looked… earnest. I hated it. “I want to ask you something,” he said. “I’m not good at subtle, so I’ll just say it. Be my mate.” The world tilted under me. Mate? Mate??! Not just… dating. Not partners. A mate. Mates are for supposedly for life. Mates are… everything. I stared down at him, words catching in my throat. “Zane—what?”

"My mate is not going to be dumb." "Details, shmetails," shrugged Carter. He leaned back on the wall opposite to her, with a smirk on his lips. "You might believe that your mate will be a knight in shining armor, Darling. But I need to warn you that sometimes mates are not exactly the same as in your dreams, they can be quite cruel and ruthless. Greedy and selfish for the sake of protecting their peace. Maybe they will let go of you, abandon you, leaving you alone forever. While you wait for them to give a bit of their sympathy to you, they could ignore you and go out to play. Their essence might be engraved in your bones, but the same isn't necessarily true for them."

“If you bit someone, would it turn them into a Vampyre?” I think about it for a moment. “Touché.” He laughs softly and shakes his head, suddenly wistful. “This is my mate’s bite.” Mate. The word, again. “Do they have one, too? Your mate.” “Yes, of course.” “Have I met them?” He looks away. “She’s not with us anymore.” “Oh.” I swallow, unsure what to say. I hope it wasn’t one of my people who did it. “I’m sorry. It sounds like mates are a big deal.”

His expression fell, and he lowered his head like my words had knocked the breath out of him. “Do you like him?” I finally asked, breaking the awkward silence. He didn’t answer right away. He just kept staring at the floor like he was waiting for it to swallow him whole. I was about to apologize for pushing too far when he muttered, “It’s not really a question. We are mates.” “You can still be mates and not fully be fated for each other,” I said, folding my arms. “Isn’t that why mate rejection now exists? So you’re not stuck with someone forever just because some bond says so. Unlike the past.”

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...

Matteo's Pov "She's my mate" I gulp my glass of whisky while Quinn stood there speechless. Jay look back and forth between the two of us. I sigh pushing away the empty glass and ordering another one. "No she isn't your mate" she shook her head as if what I'm saying is not true. "Well suit yourself but Adassah is my mate whether you like it or not" I push myself away from the bar and stood up to go home, forgetting about my drink.

He’s my mate, he’s supposed to mark me sooner or later, why do I have to be the one that doesn’t enjoy the privileges of a mate? “Why?!” I yell harder when he keeps quiet, not even bothering to spare me a glance. “We are mates.” I take a step closer. “Yes, we don’t like each other at all, but the mate bond can’t be abandoned, sooner or later, we are going to have to have to surrender.” I never planned my life like this either, I thought I would love my mate, have his pups, but not anymore, I don’t have those thoughts again.

Not a friendship but there is more to that which I couldn't place my finger on what exactly that could be. "I don't…. Uh. Have no idea what you are talking about," I said, avoiding the words rolling out from my lips like I was stammering. "Is he your mate……. Are you two mated?" My bones cringe at that one word **MATE** me and Allen mates! That sounds fascinating! Incredible!! Hell, no……. This is the craziest thing ever, never!! Mated to Allen and Albin, that means that I need to go and start digging my grave by now.

Jazz POV Growing up without parents to guide and nurture me, I was deprived of the opportunity to witness the true essence of companionship and friendship that mates are meant to embody. Tragically, my parents passed away when I was just a child, leaving me to navigate the complexities of life on my own. To make matters worse, the family I resided with in the absence of my parents were hardly present in my life, except for the moments when they subjected me to emotional and physical abuse over trivial matters. This tumultuous upbringing has shaped my perspective on relationships, leaving me yearning for the genuine connection and support that mates are meant to provide.

He was my mate, and that changed everything. You don’t just ‘break up’ with your mate. It’s a rejection, and it’s forever. It’s not something to be taken lightly because it’s a pretty big deal. Not that I was planning to reject him or anything, but the thought hung heavy in the air, reminding me how much more complex this was than any of my previous relationships.