The Defiant Mate By Jennifer Francis Mga Nobela at Kwento

“At first I wanted to run away when I knew you were my mate, I mean, who wouldn’t be scared of you? The big bad wolf. Until I saw her, Lilian. I said to myself that I don’t care if you like her or not, but I just couldn’t. I became so jealous because you were my mate and mine alone. Then why are you with her? Why are you with another girl and not me? Am I not beautiful enough? I thought you hated me, and Mateo told me you didn't, but I didn’t believe him. I am always angry at you, but deep down I want you all the time, I want you around me. I was yearning for you, and I can’t resist you each time you touch me, do you know why?” I paused, staring at him, and his eyes were also on me .

He nodded again, taking a look at his slacks. His words hung in the air between them, heavy with meaning. She felt as though the ground had shifted beneath her feet, her heart pounding as the reality of his words settled over her. Her mind spun, struggling to process the truth of it. He's my mate. The thought repeated in her mind, a mantra both foreign and familia, filling her with a strange coolness that curled around her heart. As Aiden's words settled over her—”You are my mate, Lucy”---her thoughts swirled deeper. The very idea of it seemed impossible.

He gave a few more pumps before he finally stilled inside, and I could feel his hot cum filling me up. I was breathing heavy underneath him as he stared into my eyes, “Tiffany. You can’t ever leave me.” The look in his eyes scared me and I knew then, the only way I’d ever escape him would be if he were dead. Matthew’s POV I was on a high from finally being free from the cursed mate bond I had with Anne. I felt bad for doing it, but it wasn’t fair to either of us for it to remain intact. When I got home, I nearly ran inside but stopped in my tracks as soon as I entered. That scent.

"Who is he? Do you know him?” Jane let out a breath and slipped down the wall. “I do not know him,” I stumbled into him while I was getting the drinks. I spilled my drink on him, and when I looked up, I felt this...this connection. My wolf started speaking to me, telling me he was my mate." Hailey's eyes widened. "Wow. So, what did you do?” Jane laughed nervously. "I ran away as fast as my feet could carry me.” Hailey put a comforting hand on Jane's shoulder. "That sounds intense. "No wonder you’re a bit overpowered."

"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?"

It is against his will for me to call that number. "I know you got that number with the man who gave you a fucking jacket," he grunted and groaned. "I don't know why, but it makes me upset. . ." "Artemis, even though I despise you and have no interest in you, you are already my mate. It denotes the fact that you belong to me. It's embarrassing that I can't claim you, but it pisses me off that you're allowing another man to pursue you romantically." He explained. His voice is crisp but has a bit of a roughness to it.

His voice was blunt, raw, almost tired of the whole circus. “What the living fuck did you ever see in that person, Michi? I really want to know—because she just showed everyone here exactly what kind of lunatic’s mate she is.” The words Lunatic’s Mate made my mind drift—reminding me of a book I had once bought online from my favorite author, Meg Elly Gerena. Lunatic’s Mate. I’d devoured every chapter, especially the one where Luna Meggy stood her ground against the old Luna who only wanted power through her fated mate. That story echoed with betrayal, sabotage, and the courage it took to see through masks.

MATE! Our mate is sitting in front of us, but I can’t see his face. I have no idea who he is or why he looks the way he does. When I thought of my mate, I always imagined a put together individual who was strong. This is not the sight I see before me, but that doesn’t mean I won’t accept him. He is my Goddess given mate and I plan to cherish him no matter what. He must have sensed me staring at him because he turns his head to look at me and I’m immediately captivated by his brown eyes. I take in his whole face and realization strikes me. I know exactly who my mate is; I could never forget him. I close my eyes, taking in a deep breath to let his scent run through me. I open my eyes and look

“I just want to understand if that is why you are so averse to me. Did you love him? Is that it? He betrayed you and that is why you resent all men?” “Oh, don't be ridiculous. How pathetic do you think I am? Hating all men because of just one, that is just so cliche. And mind you, I am not averse to you. I don't know you to care that much. What I am averse to is the whole mate business. I don't like it.” “Why not? Explain to me here, please. Do you have any idea how I feel? I met my mate and she is not interested, how do you think I feel?”

“You are my mate, and you will obey me.” I felt anger rise within me, my fists clenching at my sides as I met his gaze with a defiance. “We are equals, Declan,” I shot back. “I will not be submissive to you, not when we are supposed to be partners.” “What did you say to me?” Declan said raising a brow. I met his gaze, refusing to back down in the face of his intimidation tactics. “We may be mates,” I retorted, “But that does not give you the right to treat me like some obedient little pet. We are equals, and I will not bow down to you.”