Words That End With Mate Novels & Stories

A deep voice echoed directly in her mind, bypassing her ears entirely. Mine. The single word resonated through her bones, wrapped around the mate bond like a claim and a promise all at once. The wolf lingered for a moment longer, then turned and padded back toward the center of the room. It threw its head back and released another powerful howl that shook the walls. The sound was filled with frustration, dominance, and raw power.

'You were sleeping very soundly when Stella came in saying that she was leaving with her mate they took the conversation downstairs and I guess this is what----' "Nikki!" Stella's voice cut Kiyara off who growled in annoyance "Talk some sense into your knuckleheaded mate" I looked between the two they were both angry sharing a mirrored look of hatred towards one another. "Calm down Cole, you can't stop her from going with her mate--," I said but he cut me off. "mates" Cole growled "One word and you've already sided with her I Ni---" "yes that's what I was going to say" I growled out "And if you had listened properly and let me finish"

“Some people really are lucky! That pregnant lady who just came in? Barely had a stomach cramp, and her beta mate was freaking out, ready to call the entire pack of healers. “Unlike this one. Nearly died from an allergic reaction, and her mate didn’t even show up. Might as well be dead…” I thought I could hold back all the bitterness until the day I left. However, at that moment, my grief crashed down on me. Loneliness flooded in and crashed on me like a tidal wave. Of course, my mate had died. He died on the battlefield three months ago, the moment he chose to live under his brother’s name. I buried my face in the blanket and let the tears soak my pillow in silence. The day I was discharged

Nero asks slightly annoyed, rolling his eyes. “I never had the chance to thank you for winning that tournament. She is amazing, kind and so beautiful. You know I think we are starting to bond a bit maybe she is my Mate after all.” Ezra sounds so happy that all Nero can do is turn around bite his lip as his blood starts to boil. He forms a fist ready to punch as he listens to his friend talk about his mate. “Anyway, enough about me, where did you go? And why did you go so out of a sudden?” Ezra tries to return the favour and listen to his friend in the same way he always listens to him but it almost falls on deaf ears.

I said with a shiver. “And now listen, I'm giving you 24hrs to reject me as your mate or else...” She groaned to me as I cut her short. Erica seemed to be furious with me for cutting her Short but I was tired of her asking me to reject her. “Or else what? Erica, I'm into you, I'm not afraid of your status or any Alpha, I'm your mate, we're meant to be soul mates” I argued with her. She kept on referring to me as an abomination to her pack, I was hurt every time she said that, I continued to challenge her telling her that I would never reject her as my mate and that was final.

But when his face came closer, my eyes automatically closed as I waited for him to kiss me. I felt him laugh against my ear which abruptly had me opened my eyes instantly. My heart was beating as fast as it could, but what he said next could have me having a heart attack. "You are my mate," he said against my ear. My insides clenched at how sexy his voice was. "You will continue as my mate, I will continue as yours." My body jolted when I felt his lips brushed against my ear. "As of now, we are dating."

A thoughtful pause settles over her. “Maybe it is, and all the art expert are just reading too much into the mate thing.” I comment, sounding a little resentful because the last thing I want the universe to throw at my face again is a reminder that the guy who’s supposed to be my mate doesn’t even want me. “Maybe.” Evin agrees, then shakes her head. “Maybe not, because the mate and love symbolism is too much to overlook.” I snort. “A few flowers painted here and there doesn’t determine the meaning of a whole artwork.”

If ever. “You’re my mate.” Mate. What did that mean? The word conjured images of two people fated to be together. People who loved, trusted, and respected each other. Mates did not con or hurt each other. Maybe his definition of mate was different from the one she had. Because in her eyes a mate would never have treated her like he did. She didn’t even know his real name until yesterday. She had fallen in love, shared confidences, and befriended a person who didn’t exist. How could she ever trust him again? Did she even want to?

Lilith's POV Confusion flooded my face. "Your mate? What does that even mean!?" Connor relaxed against the door and scratched the back of his head. He closed his eyes and when he opened them again; they were turning black. They weren't there all the way, but there was a dark glaze forming over them. "A mate means a soulmate." He admitted, sounding nervous. "How could you know that? I'm not... the same as you." I sputtered.

“I mean it’s not my fault. No one gave me any proper information so how was I supposed to know?” “So your prestigious university doesn’t teach some common sense? There was ‘mother’ in her name, you couldn’t use context to draw conclusions?” I waved him off. “Aiii, my king, come on you can’t use that argument. How could I use context when she literally also had Luna in her name.” “So?” “So, it's not a real thing. It’s only used in books—these werewolf books,” I leaned my head forward slightly, smirking at him. “Is your mother a werewolf? Are you?”