When His Hidden Mate Walked Away Novels & Stories

After ten years of war in the southern territory, my mate, Nick, finally returned—a battle-scarred Alpha with victory in his eyes. When he told me he wanted to claim me as his Luna, my wolf stirred with longing. At that moment, I thought I had finally found my place within the pack. But fate had other plans. Three months after his return, I discovered the truth. A full terabyte of intimate recordings of Nick and my best friend, Sherry, was hidden within his computer, alongside journal entries overflowing with love confessions to her.

When it comes to Autumn, I remembered almost everything about our childhood. “Then who is for me?” “You’re mate, of course,” he pointed out. “She’s not Sabrina.” “She’s my mate,” I stated. “She’s the only one for me.” Hugh clicked his tongue together. “She’s not your mate, Maddox,” she insisted. “You will tell me you found your mate if you did. But lately, you looked like you were hiding something. That’s not someone who is excited to see his mate everyday. Something is up, and you are hiding it from me.”

If only you knew how evil and vicious he is, you wouldn't have admired his outward beauty,' I said to myself. At that moment, Zara's voice broke into my head. "Let me get going before I get into their trouble," she said, turning to leave. "Oh, wait for me, let's go together." My words tumbled out in a rush as I rushed inside and took one final look at the mirror before joining her, who was already standing outside the room. I closed the door behind me, and as we fell into step, I began to ask, "Have you ever seen his mate?" I asked, curiosity ringing in my voice,

If I left now, I would be hunted. If I stayed, I would be buried alive. So I chose patience. For now. “Are we done?” I asked him. He nodded stiffly. I turned and walked away first. The mate bond tugged weakly as I headed out the front door.. I didn’t look back.

Then he shook his head, refused it, and slowly stood up like he needed to leave right now before his brain caught fire from everything he’d seen. Oh. So he’d gotten over his fear that fast. “Really?” I said, the disbelief clawing at my voice. “You got over it just like that?” He didn’t answer. He just gave me a look. One single look. A look that said what the hell does that have to do with you and why are you talking to me like we have some kind of connection. And then he walked out. He actually walked out. My mate. My actual destined mate. The one the universe carved out of stubbornness and light and handed to me on a chaos-filled platter. He just turned around and left me standing there.

And without a word, without even a backward glance, he left. The clearing was quiet but no longer dangerous. I was able to breathe again. My heart slowed, but it wasn’t peace. Not yet. My mother stepped forward, lowering her voice like the two of us were the only ones left in the clearing. “Where’s your mate?” she asked. It wasn’t harsh. It wasn’t cold. It was inquisitive. Weary. And something else that nearly stole the breath from me. Soft. “I left him behind,” I whispered back. “He wanted to come with us. Of course he did. But I couldn’t bring him here. Not with what I knew was waiting for him.”

And Like myself, I knew he would come to me when he was ready. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him and let go. I sobbed like I never had, and I felt him doing the same. It was like a dam broke in both of us and there was nothing either could do to stop it. I didn’t know how long we stayed like this because I finally looked up. Everyone was gone. I looked up to see him staring down at me with the same look I have. I knew then that he had found his mate and just like me it wasn’t going the way he wanted.

But when I uttered the name of my fated mate, they both turned to disgust. Ever since then, the weight of their disappointment crushed any sense of joy I might have found in my Moondream. I didn’t feel like a wolf. I didn’t feel free; I felt like I was worth even less to the Hexens now, and I would never be whole with my fated mate by my side. The catastrophic events of this morning played back in my mind as I hid my face in my knees and sobbed, wishing I could just wink out of existence. When a knock sounded at my door, I held my breath. “Billie?” Colt spoke softly, “Can I come in?”

He blinked, startled by my gaze, and then he turned and ran away like a frightened pup. And yet, I sat there frozen, still tasting his scent in the air. "Hmph, too weak to even feel the mate bond." I scoffed. "What did you say?" Lucy asked. I hadn't realised I muttered aloud. "Nothing." I stood up. "Where are you going?" She asked. "For some air." I said, leaving without minding the fact everyone must have seen me leave. I followed the Mate pull, and it led me inside the pack house, precisely the kitchen.

“Forget about all the dumb shit he’s done to me. Just give him a fresh start. Ok? I can’t tell what, but I think he’s really going through something.” “He is.” Brady responds, forlorn. I narrow my eyes at him. “And what exactly is he going through?” “It’s not my business to tell.” I see his jaw clench and know he’s hiding something from me. I grab his arm and attempt to pull him to face me. It’s a bit difficult considering he’s so strong. “Tell me. You can trust me.” He looks at me with pain in his eyes. “He found his mate.” I guess that’s how he knew it wasn’t me. “What? When?”