Two Mates: One Choice Novels & Stories

“In which way were you going to help me? Even if there was a way, were you going to choose me over your family?” “I would have helped out one way or another,” he instantly says, “For goodness sake, you are my mate. Or… were my mate,” his voice breaks down when he announces that. He already has his gaze peeled off from mine as he falls silent, expressing a thoughtful face. Eventually, he looks at me and adds, “The point remains that we could have worked something out while avoiding the shed of blood,”

I inquired, curiosity coloring my voice. James sighed, his gaze momentarily distant as if replaying memories he'd rather forget. The room, bathed in the soft glow of lamplight, felt heavy with unspoken histories. "It's a complicated story, Alpha," James began, choosing his words carefully. "Jackson and Amy were mates once. True mates, they believed. But sometimes fate has its own plans, or maybe it's our choices that derail destiny." His eyes reflected regret and understanding, a silent acknowledgment of the intricate dance between love and circumstance.

He said as if that meant something. "What? What are you talking about?" "You're my mate." "You already said that. What's exactly is a mate?" He stood in the middle of the room. "A mate is someone who you are destined to be with for the rest of your life. It's why you feel the sparks when I touch you or why you're always thinking of me." "Who says I think about you?" I snapped. "Do you not?" He eyed me.

I know how much a mate bond can be; that’s why I never wanted them to be so close to each other, and then it defeated me that I had no choice but to let go. And Mateo, he obviously became my second choice. You know the saying that those who fight a lot end up becoming a couple? I thought that was us, and then his mate showed up. How much more unfortunate can I be? “Mateo, let's behave, please!” I heard my queen mother's voice, and I immediately stared in that direction. They were about to fight again. “Lady Madonna!” Mateo called with a smile appearing on his face. What a chameleon. I stood up, moving towards them.

she said, her tone transforming into that of a childlike, laced with emotional blackmail. Her drastic change in tone made me chuckle again. It wasn't the first time; she wouldn't stop talking about it. After my chuckle had boiled down, I answered calmly, "I have a mate already, and you know that." My words were wrapped with chuckles. She shook her head fervently at my words, "No, no." Her voice came almost immediately, "You don't have a mate. You can't call Lena your mate. That lady is ruthless, heartless, and vile," she said with a firm voice, her voice wrapped with determination.

I asked, frowning slightly. “Yes,” he said again, his gaze unwavering. “There are three types of mates,” he began to explain. “Fated mates, chosen mates, and second-chance mates, which are rare.” He paused for a moment before continuing. “In this scenario, you would be our chosen mate.” “You don’t have a fated mate?” I asked, curiosity overtaking me. His expression shifted slightly, almost imperceptibly. “We rejected her.”

"Dad, can I ask you something? When you met Luna Alasie, was there an instant attraction?" Dad sighed, "no, actually. Before we became mates, we were friends. But do you mean something like the second-mate attraction?" "What’s that?" I asked, not having heard about second mates before. "It’s rare, but some people get a second mate. I thought Alasie was mine for a while, but when we did the ceremony during the blood moon, we discovered we weren't second-chance mates. But instead of it being a bad thing, I took as something good. I chose Alasie and she chose me. She wasn’t picked by the Moon Goddess, but by me alone. There are no sparks or bonds that tie us together, only the choices we have m

How is that possible? "I already have a mate!" I exclaimed, panicking. "But you have not chosen him as one yet? I still stand a chance...Beside it, don't you think it's unfair to not give your vampire mate a chance to prove himself?" "What are you talking about? How can I possibly have two mates?" I asked, completely taken off-guard at the revelation. "It's very rare to have two mates but not impossible and I assure you Scarlett, I can be a better mate than him" He said and smiled.I looked down at my hands.

"Who said anything about abandoning them? I just said you should sacrifice the fated mate bond. That is what you are right? Fated mates?" "Yes!" I replied coldly, silently still seething. I hadn’t wanted to leave Chase but he had given me no choice. "And what other mate bonds are there?" he remarked, in more of a statement than a question. I arched my brow and processed his words, confusion weighing heavy on me. When I didn't speak he continued. "Second chance, Chosen mates, Contracted mates, Twin flames... Fuck the list goes on." "Your point?" I asked, growing irritated with his bullshit.

“Werewolves are given a mate. The one person that is meant to complete them and make them whole. When we find that person we mate for life. There is no other for us.” “So…” I begin, “You can’t choose who you want to love?” “No. But that doesn’t matter because our mates are our perfect companion.” “But what if you fall in love with someone else before you find your mate?” “I guess then you have to make a choice?” He seemed confused for a moment before answering. “So, you can make a choice?” “Well yes… but why would you want to when your mate is in front of you.” “I don’t know. A little thing called free will?” I was beginning to feel irritated.