The Runaway Mate Novels & Stories

My Mate! The sequel to my Three Brothers! One Mate! book. It follows the story of Emma, Alpha Cole and Luna Skyler Manson's eldest twin daughter in the challenges she must face to finally find the love she always dreamed of.

I said slowly and her eyes snapped to mine, “It might sound stupid but just remember that I wasn’t really taught much about us,” “No problem; shoot,” “Can a person have two mates?” she looked taken aback by my question. “Well no; unless their first mate is dead,” from everything I’ve picked up Logan’s mate is not dead, “Or they are rejected.” “So if your mate dies or rejects you then you can get another one; right?” “Yes; if you accept the rejection,” she turned to me, “Why all the questions about mates?” “I know it sounds really crazy and farfetched but I think Logan is my mate,”

I told him everything, even when he threw me into the dark dungeon, the first night he had brutally raped me, and then my escape. "Then you came in," I said with a teary smile. "You changed so much for me and I felt something blossoming in me. I hated the mate bond after I ran away, but then I felt it with you almost immediately and I loved it again." I touched his face, tracing my fingers softly on his smooth skin. "I thought I had it that time like it was some sort of retribution from nature. It all collapsed with the arrival of Layla." "Something is burning in me, Ariah." He said, staring down instead of straight into my eyes.

"You're better at wooing me, then." "It's my specialty. And the one getting this treatment is my only mate. Carla Abrams." He said and continued when I was about to say something in one sentence. See? He knew how to appease me, and boom... Worry, annoyance, disappointment, or anything disappeared when they just appeared. And the mate bond made it work in an instant. "It's not fair," I stated, pouting. But Zurin grabbed my hand and began playing with it. "What is not fair?"

Lyra started searching every hook and nook in case Piper was hiding. Her eyes fell on the bed covers tied together as a rope against an opened window. Piper has run off. Lyra slammed her clenched fist against the wall, frowning, “Damn!” After the conversation they had, Piper still ran away on her wedding day. Lyra sat on the couch, massaging her temples. How would she tell everyone about the runaway bride? “Calm down, Lyra. Calm down,” she mumbled. She exhaled deeply, her breath making a puff in the air as she grabbed the note on the mirror stand. “I'm sorry, guys. I can't dump my lover for an unknown man,” she read Piper's written message.

He moaned, " Your body is a piece of art. Every detail. Every fold. I can't get enough of it. " We moved together, trying to make the penetration less painful. He moved slowly into me, and I jumped up a little to catch up to his pace. Once inside, he stopped. I tried to accommodate his size. His tongue was already inside my mouth, touching every corner. We were relaxed and ready to continue. He started his slow thrusts, deep and long. I could feel myself drifting away in a sweet dream. It was not true. How could it be true? Alpha Jacob was my mate and he was inside me.

And he had learned to ignore it. “She is my mate, Madam,” he said without much emotion in his voice. There was no other way to say it. “I love her.” Eleanor clenched her fists. It was such an unexpected answer, but she didn’t believe it. “How could you know she is your mate?!” she questioned, suppressing her voice in case Elena would hear, “She is still connected with him and she doesn’t have her wolf. How could you confirm that?” “Because she’s mated to both of us,” Ragnar said. He had never thought he would break the news to Elena’s mother first, but facing Eleanor, he felt nothing to hide.

The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate . Chapter 59: How the mighty have fallen. . During the four hour drive between Montevido and Tacuarembo, Maura would list all sorts of reasons and ways he could have had a more productive conversation with his mate, her mouth moving on and on like the whir of a trapped fly, giving Mattel a headache. Mattel knew his cousin loved him, really, she did. Just not right now. It was midafternoon when they got to Tacuarembo.

“I may be faking the heir Alpha deal, but the two of us know that I wasn’t going to stand back waiting for your mercy over something…” “You may be an Alpha, but my mate, your mother, chose to leave the pack while still mated with me. She is there with you, and I think that you know the price that is paid for a runaway mate. A mate that chose a different pack while her own Alpha is still alive and hasn’t given her permission to do so.” He said, making my eyes harden. His eyes were fixed on mine for a few seconds, and I knew that he got exactly what he wanted. If anything, he was more than a little pleased with the anger that he saw in my expression.

Then she uttered what destroyed the few remaining attempts to control my emotions, impulsively muttering, "No, he's my mate." This word was enough to completely destroy me and the appearance of the barbaric part of me. I snarled hard, pushed her body and crouched on top of her, pinned her to the bed, pressed her neck hard, and roared hard, "What are you saying?! Whose mate?! Have you lost your mind?" "I mean my friend Alexander," she whispered to me in a choked voice. The difference in meaning between these two words in this world, such as the difference between the sun and the moon,.