Torn Between Her Mates Novels & Stories

Blue blemishes were prominent, as well as scratches. My blood pressure accelerated, more because Zion was out of my hands. He couldn't stand by the fact his 'supposed mate' was hurt. He was ready to burn the whole town and find out who treated her this way. He acted as if she solely belonged to him, but we both somehow knew it's just a result of our frustration, we were tired of finding our beloved mate.

But because the owner was trying to harass her and she had no choice but to quit, Shantel was there to comfort her and she'd still help her get a new job. Thinking about her sufferings made her remember Ergon and how he had refused her and abandoned her. The hatred she had for him grew even more. He took everything away from her. She still hadn't mustered enough courage to even go back to her mother. She didn't know what she'd say to her when she saw her. "Mom." She whispered as a lone tear slipped down her cheek. She wondered how her mother was doing, she wanted to see her mother so badly, she wanted to feel her comforting embrace.

It means that I still have time to win Jenna over, even though I’m uncertain how to do that. These fuzzy emotions are kinda new to me, and whenever I see her, I somehow end up offending her. She kicked me between the legs the last time I saw her, and even though she hurt me, she also impressed me. My human mate knows how to defend herself! Her second mate is an idiot for not claiming her. It will be his downfall. I’m selfish enough to claim her at the first chance I get; hesitation has never been a part of me. I act and think later.

It was flattering, even exhilarating, to be the object of her desire. But beneath that thrill was a disquieting realisation about how distorted her understanding of the mate bond was. She genuinely believed this was how things should be—that betraying her supposed mates was an acceptable response to feeling neglected. It struck me how lost she was, navigating a complex web of emotions without a compass. "This isn't right," I thought, feeling a pang of sympathy for her. She was clearly hurting. "Why are you hesitating?" Thor's voice echoed in my mind, a hint of mischief in his tone. "She's throwing herself at you, and let's be honest, she's gorgeous. Cray-cray, of course... but hot!"

But there was something, her mate had said long story. How could she be so hurt by him and hot for him at the same time? Suddenly she wanted to be angry again, he had somehow distracted her, and the mate bond was winning. Focusing on that thread of anger fuelling it to fight against this mate bond. But the mate bond was too much for her; as much as she tried, she could not steel herself against the bond. Suddenly, her hair was too tight. She decided to undo everything, so she got busy taking out one hair clip at a time.

Damn, the guy is ripped. I can’t help but feel torn between them, it’s almost as if I’m caught in the crossfire of their alpha competition. A part of me yearns for Adrian, but the other part finds comfort in Liam. Could they both be my fated mates? It seems impossible, but with all the strange things happening lately, maybe it’s not as far-fetched as it sounds.

Her knees nearly buckle. She’s not sure if it’s fate being cruel again—or offering her something she doesn’t understand. She can’t speak. Can’t move. Her world tilts. Mate? Did something happen to her bond with Theon? But she can still feel him, perceive him like the scent is clinging to her. A third mate within a few days? How is she having two mates at the same time? She breathes in and tries to feel Theon or their bond and it’s right there vividly.

Despite everything he put her through, he physically doesn't want to let her go and also haunts her mentally too. “Mates?” Darrell asked as he looked at her curiously, probably thinking she was mistaken. If she had been in this situation a few months ago, she would have been too embarrassed about the fact that she had two mates but she doesn't even give a fuck what anyone thinks or say anymore. The reality of having not just one bit three mates is definitely an eye opener. She was far too busy trying to think of a way to be with her mates without them being on each other's neck to care about anyone's judgment.

She waited in silence as I tried to collect my scattered thoughts and hold my broken heart together before facing her once again. “I know I said that I will support whatever decision you make even if you choose another person as your mate, and I still stand by that promise because all I really wanted was for you to be happy,” I looked at her and she looked back at me, like the goddess she is, in silence as she waited for me to continue.

I ruffled her hair “An adult hmm? You're not even eighteen yet” “I'll be eighteen next month!” She frowned and fixed her hair “Why do you always do this? I've warned you to stop touching my hair”. The food came in “Eat up, the food is here” She pouts “You don't tell me anything”