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"I never heard about this Andrew. If a werewolf get intimate with their mates, they never leave a tattoo. Are you sure that your mate is her? Only creatures of equal power will be able to leave a mark like this. If she left her mark on your heart, that means you liked the girl before the drug took over. If she is your mate, then she would have died with the way you lost control over yourself but she survived which means that you two are meant to be, Charmaine is your mate then ” his friend Adonis's words ring in his head. Andrew is getting frustrated. Everything related to her is a mystery. “Sir, tea" the familiar Jasmine scent assaulted his nostrils. He looked down his balcony and looked at

Henry stuttered, His mom's face scrunched up in disapproval. "Which friend? Did I ask you to bring a friend to your father's burial? Don't you have respect for a lady? Is this how you'll continue? Even at your dad's burial, you still have the guts to bring a slut? Who knows if this is why you haven't met your mate?" she lashed out, leaving me unsure whether to feel happy or sad at being called a slut while also being worried for his mate. "Mum! Not her, for goodness sake! She's my mate, not a slut!" Henry exclaimed, and I looked up at him in shock. Did he just claim me as his mate?

Ava POV I hate myself, I hate my life, I hate my mate, I hate everything, I hate everyone. I hate myself for being the cause of everything, I hate my life for not choosing to be normal and instead caught up in some twisted supernatural series, I hate my mate for taking away everyone I love, I hate everything for not being in my favor for once, I hate everyone because I’m not like them; because I’m not normal like them. I really hate my mate but still he knows what to do to me whenever I’m sad, I get to see his soft other side I always wish for whenever I’m sad; that side I wish I met first and will be permanent.

I heard Matteo say to me from behind as he walked into my view, standing before me with a raised eyebrow, and I wasn't shocked because I had perceived his presence a while ago. “Of course, I do. I hate her and want her out of my life for good. She's making me turn into someone I don't recognize. She's making me do things I wouldn't do for anyone and the fact that she's my fated mate makes me hate her more!” I gritted.

“ You are making demands because you know I need your help. The mate thing is not valid here. ” “ Why do you hate me so much? ” He sighs, the robotic facade shattering and releasing the mate bond forced emotions. “ You still have to ask? ” I lift my brow, amused. “ I thought you were smarter than that. ” And maybe, less disappointing. But it turns out, my mate is just like the rest of all assholes. Grave silence weighs us down. I stare at him and he stares back, unblinking and trying to understand what I meant.

I watched as his face showed confusion but I just couldn’t stop laughing. Oh, he was really such a joke. What did I ever see in him? “Your mate? Oh, so you remember now that I am indeed your mate. I thought you forgot about that fact a long time ago.” “You know it’s really funny how that only matters when it’s convenient for you. I’m really tired Damian, just go be with your lover.” “She’s probably waiting for you anyway, with her pup and her lies. I’m done with all of this. And oh, you made mention of “hatred.”

I left the room as if nothing had happened between us. How can a man as handsome as him be that cruel? I hate him. ~!~!~!~~!~!~!~ So guys! I hope you like this chapter! Please don't hate Mateo☹️ he is just difficult and doesn't admit his feelings. He is arrogant but trying to change that. Don't forget to add my story to your library, so that you know whenever I update! Also, feel free to comment with some suggestions. Thanks! D,

Mark groans, pulling his hands down his face “Please please don’t, the thought of seeing her face every damn day for 5 years makes me feel crazy. Whyyyyy do I hate my mate” He cries dramatically “Cause mates got a screw loose. Mates crazy Luna” His wolf says pushing forward, the boys laugh but I don’t find it funny. The thought of having a mate that you hate sounds like hell “Does she hate you too?” His wolf shakes his head “No she keeps trying to mate me. But her wolf is crazy I can sense it” “Maybe she needs help?” I ask him. He shrugs “I don’t know how to help her” He says pulling back so mark could push forward. He pouts

I folded my arms and turned fully to him, we were in the elevator of the big building. He choked on invisible saliva. “What? No! Ofcourse not, I hate her.” I laughed and relaxed back on the metal walls, this was certainly something I needed to have on video for future reference. “You’re certainly fucking her or planning to.” His checks showed a slight sign of red, was Kyle Salvatore blushing? “Actually, she’s like a pain in the ass, the complete opposite of what I’ve watched about Asians in movies.” Anger and something else flashed in his eyes. “And to worsen it all, it turns out she is my mate.”

He wanted to shout, to hurl a nasty insult, but I guess just like me, he was powerless when it came to the mate bond. " Mate!" Those were the words that slipped past his lips. Needy, lusty, desperate, that was the tone of his voice. But... his clenched fingers, his red eyes, they told a different story altogether. He hated me. He was disappointed to find out that I was his mate, and so was I. The feeling was mutual. I hated him before, but after finding out that he was my mate, I hated him even more. Why, Moon goddess? Why him?