Words That End With Mate Novels & Stories

Then Hale added, almost casually, “You need a mate.” My stomach did something unpleasant. Mate. The word wasn’t romantic the way humans used it. It sounded… official. Like a job title. Like a contract. My mind jumped—unwanted—to Maddox’s hand on my waist yesterday. The heat. His face when he’d shut his eyes like he was wrestling something down. My pulse kicked in my throat. Mate. What the hell was a mate? Was this a wolf term for “wife”? “Political partner”? “Breeding program”? Something worse?

There are no part of this story that are irrelevant to the big plot. Thirdly, this author also would like to inform you since most of the characters are British and they do often say the word ‘mate’, please note that it refers to ‘friend/pal’ but when the word starts with a capital letter ‘Mate’ it refers to wolf’s mate/soulmate. Any feedback/comment is always welcome. It would help this author to grow. Thus feel free to leave them in the comments. Yours, A.A. ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊

I bite my lip and try to think of the perfect mate. "She is special if she puts up with you". Brian laughs and Liam joins him. My best friends are so immature. Smiling in satisfaction I lay my head back and think of my mate.

"It was abandoned when we got here. There was no blood involved." "What's a mate?" She looked at me with bewilderment in her eyes and chuckled. What? Is there something funny about what I asked? "You do not know what a mate is?" "Nah-uh." I shook my head. "I was confused when he said that. He didn't even bother explaining it to me, and instead- made fun of me not knowing it. "Well, a mate is a soulmate. Both of you are destined to be together." My jaw dropped. I place my hands on my belly and then proceeded to laugh like there was no tomorrow. "Ahahahaha-! Are you serious right now? Is this some kind of a made-up storybook theory that you found in the streets? Because that's hilarious!"

But she only managed to get a glimpse of only one word , "Mate , mate , mate " making the others confused .My king, is the girl mated already? The fairy aksed him . Not yet he answered and looked straightly at cara ,When the word mate came from Cara's mouth once again, " He shifted uncontrollable as he adjusted his manhood "

“You've troubled yourself enough today so just get some rest.” My eyes blurred and my body swayed. What? “But– I am your Luna. I should stand by your side.” I spoke up again, biting my lips in a tremble. Whispers rose around us, chatters like incessant bee heaving. Arianna smirked. I glared at her, at him. Hatred was beginning to grow a seed in my body. I swallowed hard, “I'm your mate. I'm a yourate and your soon to-be Luna.”

"You told me you have a brother- a twin brother. His name is Xavier.” "I have a twin brother,” I smiled. “Cool." This was helping. Even though I had people here with me, I still felt alone. It was nice knowing I have a family out there. "What else?" "A mate," she said. What’s a mate? She read the confusion on my face and said, “That was the same question I asked you when you said mate." She said then smiled, "Mate is kinda like your soulmate. Your other half. Your partner and your everything. You said that having a mate is the best thing that has happened to you."

I gently drag his hands off my face. "What? I won't hurt you, you are mine. My mate" Mate, again? Why does he keep using that word? If I am right the word mate has gone into extinction. Perhaps he is not an elite. His words made me feel comfortable and secure. I let him have his way. He remove my mask and Smile confidently as if he was brushing.

"Yeah, buddy. You’ll be seeing more of me." Then I saw the slight panic across his mother's face and chuckled. Married or not, she was my mate. Mates were meant to be together; nothing—especially not her evil husband would change that. Left alone with her, the silence thickened. She sat rigidly, biting her lip like a nervous energy cracker. My gaze drank her in, every inch of her body, every curve that once belonged to me. Desire surged through my veins, and the mate bond pulled us into a silent battle of wills. Our eyes locked, neither one of us willing to back down.

“Because it didn’t sound like a random word. And he didn’t look—normal.” Kai closed his eyes for a fraction of a second, like he was arguing with someone I couldn’t hear. When he opened them again, his voice was careful. “Mates,” he said, “are a bond.” “That’s not an answer,” I said. “It’s the beginning of one,” he countered. I glared at him. “Try again,” I said. “Without the mystical one-word sentences.” A corner of his mouth twitched, almost a smile, but it faded fast.