Words Ending In Mate Novels & Stories

Even Theron's eyes flashed as instinct answered power that wasn't directed at him. I stepped in front of Maeve. "You will never address my mate that way again." Gideon's jaw clenched. I pushed harder. "My Luna." The words carried across stone. "My equal." Maeve's bond burned behind me. "You insult her again and this conversation ends." Lena stared at me. Gideon did not look particularly concerned. So I gave him something to care about. "I will take you downstairs. I will put Mara in front of you." His expression changed. "And I will slaughter her while you watch."

The second Jackson had calmed down, Alice brings her attention back to me before filling me in with more details. “Lily, the way mates work is that once you find your mate, you become protective of one another. And once you are marked, you both become one. Mind, body, and soul. You two will be bound together forever, like Sean and I." Sean takes Alice by the hand as they look at each other in sweet adoration. It was all very touching seeing the love in their eyes. But Alice's demeanor slightly shifts.

The Alpha chuckled, “Don’t worry my little spitfire, it’ll heal before you find your mate.” My eyebrows creased in confusion. “Hey, Daddy, what’s that? What’s a mate?” He smiled as he pulled me into his lap and looked at me. “Well, a mate is like your best friend. They are someone who will always be there for you and protect you. And its someone you can’t see yourself living without. Someone who will love you no matter what and will only love you.” He explained with love in his voice. “Oh,” I looked down, crossed my arms. Clearly, I was deep in thought. “So, you’re my mate!” I exclaimed.

A blush crept to her cheeks instantly, and she looked away, pretending to focus on drying his hair. Kaliya took a quiet breath, remembering the “mate” thing. The question had been sitting on her chest and so, she found the courage to ask. “You said I was your mate… earlier.” Her voice was quiet and hesitant. “What does that mean?” Levi stilled slightly under her touch. His gaze lifted to meet hers in the mirror. “Mates,” he said slowly, “is something common with werewolves. It’s… more than just love.” He turned his face a little, watching her reaction. “A mate is your soulmate, your life partner. Someone you're destined to be with forever.”

He offers me a tight-lipped smile upon noticing me looking at him, and then he stares out into the nothingness. Isn't he glad people are joining our cause? Hayden takes a deep breath, muttering. "It sucks that you're afraid of your own mate..." There it is, that strange word again: mate. What is a mate?! I keep taking in Hayden's tall stature, and my heart pangs in my chest when he disappears into the crowd. I'm sure I imagined it, but for a moment, it looked like he was in pain.

She asked, obviously confused. Sebastian closed his eyes and clenched his fist tightly, he really hates saying this. He turned around to face her before revealing. "You're my mate." He paused for a while before adding. "That's because you are my mate." "Mate?" Amelia's brows quirked automatically in confusion. "What's a mate?" She asked. "A mate is a partner given to a wolf by the moon goddess and they are bounded by a very strong love for each other, and they don't divorce like you humans do. They love for eternity." He paused before adding. "Unless one dies."

“That’s strange,” I heard the werewolf mumble. “It’s not fading” Fading? “Is it supposed to fade?” “Yes,” he turned to me with a suddenly ominous smile. “Dylan Hayes is dying after all” My heart started pounding on my chest as his words continued to echo in my mind. Then, I remembered the dream that I had that just felt so real. Maybe it was real. Do mates even have the ability to communicate through dreams? But even so, I’m human. It can’t be.

The question seems to take him on awareness, his eyes remain on the road. “Your plaything, prisoner.” My pitch started to increase. “Or your mate,for God knows what that means.”The heart that was swayed with love and pleasure suddenly darkened with pain and lust. Mate, the most frequent word amongst Ansel’s friends. Some think I will make a good mate while others like Sophia and maybe Maureen thinks I wasn’t good enough. In my search for answers I did research on who a mate was and it brought out the most brazen meaning relating to animals and sexual patterns and also I read an article about people who are called mates are usually involved in some kind of dominance and submissive sexual prac

be mumbled placing his hand on his head. "Why me" he added before walking to bathroom leaving me alone. _____________ Alex came out of the bathroom later. "Damien said you have some questions for me" he said sitting next to me. " Yes" I said cleaning my face of any tears "What is a mate" "A mate is someone who you live with for the rest of your life. They work together to achieve each other's goals" " Damien said I was one of you" " You aren't" he said sternly" but you will be soon"

"Mom... what's a mate? - Well, your mate is supposed to be the person you belong with for the rest of your life. They are your other half in a way. They take care of you, look out for your well being. And they might give you wonderful children to raise in the future. - Is dad your mate? - Of course baby, your father is my mate. - But why doesn't he love you?"