When His Hidden Mate Walked Away Novels & Stories

"Never mind. I'm not hungry." Then, to my utter astonishment, he turned and walked away without another word. I blinked. What? Mateo hadn't troubled me for the past two days, and now this? This wasn't like him. I shrugged it off and finished warming up the pizzle before setting the plate in front of . As I turned to walk away, his voice stopped me. “I am gonna celebrating my mating ceremony this weekend” "I knew this day would come. But I still froze for a moment."

I pressed, my heart pounding with the need to understand him. He hesitated, then finally whispered, “Because I couldn’t stay away from you.” With that, he slipped out of the window, vanishing into the night. I was left wondering, his words echoing in my mind. What did he mean by not being able to stay away from me? Could he possibly be… my mate?

i zoned him out, trying to focus on my magic but it was becoming impossible to do. He sounded like a child who was forced to apologize for something they definitely did wrong but they did not want to tell anyone about. “why are you hiding the fact that she is your mate?” i sighed, finally turning to look at him. I turned right on time to find his eyes widen from shock. “how did you..” he turned around, letting out a sigh when he finally saw that we were all alone. “it’s either everyone here is blind or they choose to be oblivious to the fact” i said, trying to go back to my meditation.

“And then he turned his back and walked away.” Just like that. “He didn’t run,” she continued. “He didn’t panic. He just… left. Quickly. Like he didn’t want to be seen.” “Did you follow him?” I asked. “For a few steps. But the crowd thickened. By the time I pushed through, he was gone.” Silence fell between us. Lantern light flickered. The wind shifted gently through the courtyard trees. “I think he’s my mate,” Aria whispered. The words hung fragile in the air.

“Look, there's something I need to tell you. Something I've never told anyone before. It's more like a pack top secret that even my pack members don't know of.” My heart began to race. Why was he talking like that all of a sudden? His lips trembled as he looked me in the eye. “I have partial wolf dormancy.” He dropped, his mouth hanging open and I'm sure he was holding his breath, waiting for my reaction. “I…don't know what the hell that means, Con…” “I can't sense my mate!” He blurted and walked away, raking his fingers through his hair in exasperation. I frowned. “What do you mean? You can't sense your mate bond? As in you can't feel any connection between our wolves?” I asked, walking aft

No. My eyes locked onto the thread, my pulse roaring in my ears. Mate. The word echoed in my mind, heavy and cruel. “She can’t be,” I whispered, shaking my head. “This isn’t possible.” But the bond didn’t fade. It tightened. She was my mate. And suddenly, every rule I lived by shattered at my feet. How do you walk away from your mate? How do you reject the one thing meant for you? My grip tightened around her hand as fear crept in, sharp and cold.

I follow his gaze, only to see that his pack mates have stopped working, staring at us in shock. I don’t care if they know. In fact, I prefer it. Did he really think he could keep me hidden like a dirty little secret? Bastard! “What have you done?” he snarls at me, giving me a little shake, and this time, I let electricity flow throw me, giving him a tiny jolt to remind him that I am not as weak as he thinks. He releases me with a growl. “Oh, I’m sorry,” I say, mockingly. “Were you planning to hide the fact that you have a fated mate out there from your packmates? Did I ruin your plan?”

A minute later, he joined me, and we curled on our sides facing each other. This time there was no pillow wall. Just his arms around me and my face buried against his chest. He was warm. Like he carried a fire beneath his skin. I closed my eyes, breathing him in, letting the beat of his heart settle the restless thoughts in my head. His lips touched the top of my hair. “My beautiful mate,” he murmured. In answer, I only shifted closer to him. If only this became real between us… But I knew the reality. Even if we were mates, he would leave me.

Then I pulled the moon-energy card from my phone and snapped it cleanly in half. The crack made the wolf beside me glance over. “Fight with your mate?” he asked casually. “Ex-mate,” I corrected. That was apparently enough invitation for him to start complaining about modern Alphas and terrible husbands. By the time he finished ranting about his daughter’s useless mate, we had almost reached security. The flight was leaving in ninety minutes. For the first time in two lifetimes, I could finally see the end of all this. Then the line behind me suddenly broke apart.

I was already at my limit, and I didn’t need anyone pushing me any further. But when he finally arrived, he came back alone.For a moment, I stood frozen, then I let out a slow, careful breath. I tried my best to hide the joy that surged through my heart. Watching him step into his chambers without her by his side felt like victory, sweet, undeniable victory. I followed him closely, hoping this would be my chance. Maybe now I could console him, comfort him, make him see that I was the one meant to stand beside him. Maybe this time, he would finally look at me and recognize me as his mate, but he didn’t.