The Soulmate Sally Hepworth Mga Nobela at Kwento

I carried her home on my back and took care of her for an entire month. At the time, she had lost her memory and had no idea who she was. She depended on me completely. Timid as a rabbit, she followed me everywhere I went. It was not until three months later that I learned the truth. The woman I had saved was actually the most noble person in the entire empire. Princess Shirley Russell. I thought we would never cross paths again for the rest of our lives. Then, out of nowhere, she came down with that strange illness. Later, I heard that the Royal Astrologer had once performed a divination for her.

Westley POV If it wasn’t bad enough that I got a small taste of what having a fated mate truly felt like, but now I had to watch that mate who I still feel bonded to get manhandled by my womanizer brother. She is so pure, innocent, perfect, and William wasn’t worthy to breathe the air she breathes let alone touch her gorgeous skin. She should be appreciated and treated like the Queen that she truly is, but with a mate like Alpha William Keen all she’s going to get is a narcissist that will forget she’s special after he’s gotten what he wanted.

"People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life." – Elizabeth Gilbert "Girls, come down!" my mom shouted from downstairs. I was watching the music videos of BTS on my laptop out of curiosity while Jimin surfed through my phone as usual. Hearing my mom's loud voice, Jimin raised his head and tilted his head to me. I sighed closing my laptop and headed downstairs.

I asked before I could think, but it was too late to take back my words. He grinned and turned the question back on me. “Why do you think I’m asking such cryptic questions?” “My name is Victoria,” I answered, withdrawing from his hold as I avoided his question. From what I knew, only my kind could sense the mate bond, but he could definitely sense something odd about me, though he didn’t know what it was. I remained cautious, but he didn’t make any further attempts to approach me. “Zephyr Andreas,” he casually introduced himself. I could have let out another sarcastic remark if he didn’t appear so unaffected by sarcasm.

Gray stopped my hand and held it tightly, kissing the back of it before looking back at me with a warm gaze. "I was actually going to tell you to just rest at home. I was going to ask Stella to keep you company," Gray said, making me look at him with a questioning gaze. The name he mentioned felt unfamiliar to me. "Who's she?" I asked. "Oh, right, I forgot you haven't met her yet. She's Soulmates with Thunder," Gray explained, causing me to fall silent once again, trying to process the name Gray had just mentioned. "Does she go to the same school as us? Is she in the same circle as you?" I asked again, making Gray nod.

I was a force on my own. "You're not a victim," he said, the words a low whisper, full of a genuine realization. "You never were. I've been so focused on keeping you safe that I forgot you know how to fight your own battles. And you fight them better than I ever could have." He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from my face. "I love you," he said, "but this is different. This is... I am so proud to be your partner, Alexa." The word partner held so much more weight now. It wasn't just about love or romance. It was about a shared life, a true alliance. We had gone from two broken individuals, fighting to escape our pasts, to a powerful team. And for the first time, I felt like ou

He just floored the accelerator. That night, however, he did show up at the club. Jane was already there, looking triumphant. "Cole," she purred, making room for him. He sat, nodding coldly, and drowned himself in business talk with the other Alphas. Meanwhile, back at the Ryder Penthouse, I had invited Sally over. We were surrounded by fried chicken and two dozen beers. Sally was prowling through my walk-in closet. "Wow, your 'transactional partner' has expensive taste. These shirts are all custom-made. Each one is worth more than my car."

Marcela didn’t hold herself back at hearing that. “Bulshit, you feminist bitch! You brainwashed him!” Sally shook her head at my words. “He knew what I was after, and he was the one who was paying attention to your pregnancy.” I was slowly losing control over my wolf at the revelation of her sinister plans. Another wolf was in on this to destroy us? What the hell has Sally done? Another nut case in the list of fucked up. “When they met, he kept luring her to do his work until the day he finally accepted her as his mate.”

“Hello.” Dean shook her hand gently, the warmth of her touch in stark contrast to the chill he had just felt, yet it carried its sense of wariness, almost like a subtle warning. Her voice was smooth, with a sweetness that bordered on syrupy. “Dean, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Sally Vander, Joe’s wife.” She winked, her smile bright and welcoming, as though they were old friends meeting for the first time. “Oh, don’t call him Mr. Vander. Just Joe will do.”

“But sometimes, like in my case, your second chance mate is a better fit than the first mate she picks for you.” I can’t argue with that. Ryan and Sally are adorable together. That man does everything for her, and I could never imagine Ashton treating her with the same amount of respect. It was a blessing that the moon goddess decided Ryan was worthy of becoming her second-chance mate. “I guess you’re right,” I concede, a small smile dancing on my lips. Sally looks pleased with my response, a satisfied gleam in her eyes. “Of course I’m right,” she says, her smile growing. “And think about how much there is to look forward to. You get to find your true love, have adventures together, fight fo