You Messed With The Wrong Lady My Mate Novels & Stories

“He didn't want people to know that I was his mate.” “You can't be his mate, you are my mate. People don't have 2 mates. Unless, but that can't be true.” “What can't be true?” “He and I would have to be twins, that's impossible.” He comes over and grabs me, his grip hurting my arms. He screams in my face “you are lying he is not your mate, I'm your fucking mate.” I push him off me, “don't touch me, I'm tired of people thinking I belong to them.”

She commented with distaste, and my eyes widened in horror. ' Whores?, I was not a whore; I was their mate,' I thought, wondering who the hell this lady was. " She is not a whore; she is our mate," Dominic corrected her while Devon grabbed a tissue from the box on the desk and cleaned himself up before wearing his boxers and trousers properly. " What?" The lady yelped, all colors draining from her face as she was probably trying to process what she was told, her eyes widening from shock. " You guys have a mate, and it's her?" She questioned, the side of her lips curling in a sneer, and she pointed one of her fully manicured nails at me.

he asks and his eyes do a scan of my body, "This isn't you at all. You cheated on Sky, hurt Bobbie's feelings, ditched work..." "No, no. You have it all wrong. Don't speak about shit you don't understand. I found my fated mate and I’ve been focusing on her, that’s it. My only mistake was not telling Sky the second it happened, but no one can blame me for fucking my mate. And Bobbie is hurt because she was a rude fucking bitch," I snap, immediately regretting the word when I see Nico's shock, "Sorry, but she was a bitch. No one is going to disrespect Violet, okay? And if you want to take their side, whatever. Go for it. You always wanted to have Sky, no? Now you can. Go ahead and fuck her all

Us being mates is a joke made by the moon goddess. I pushed myself off the wall. I have decided. I hated him. Every inch of my body felt rage when I remember all those times he tricked, pranked, and even lied to me. How will I ever know that he is telling the truth? If this is one of his schemes. That he would go this low. Can I risk it? "I, Samantha Parker from the Moonlight Pack," I will never know if he is telling the truth. "Accept Ryder Jackson as my mate." But part of me is willing to believe him.

"In my timeline, you died, and I never found my mate. I'm about fourteen years older than me in this timeline, but since I saved you, things are about to change." The stranger leans back, and suspicion tickles my throat and comes out as a question. "So, who are you then?" My mate's body has disappeared, but before his face turns invisible, he grins at me like the Cheshire cat. "Do you prefer to be called prima-donna girl or Patty?" Time slows, and then I stand there, blinking out into the darkness with what seems like the entire world laughing at me. Dior. Fucking Dior Lavigne is my mate?

I was about to growl in warning at her blatant disrespect when my mate looked in her direction and chuckled before telling the lady she won’t be Chaos without being the sadistic bitch that lady said she was. And then went on further to playfully scold her. For trying to act like a saint when she was just a step behind her. My men and I watched in fascination and worry at the familiar friendliness between these two ladies and how they were at ease throwing jibes at each other even in our presence. When I had had enough, I asked my mate who the lady was and I guess that was my mistake. Because my mate looked at the lady in question and after giving her a curt nod, the lady herself spoke.

he blurted out as he displayed that seductive smile again, only God knew the amount of self restraint I had to pull off just so I wouldn't shamelessly jump into his hands. " Please stop calling me mate '' I said, " why would I, you are my mate, whether you want it or not and I am going to make you fall for me " the moment I heard those words, I couldn't help but burst into laughter, ' was that the reason why he brought me here? ' I thought.

I mumbled, struggling over all my words like I had knives in my mouth. She slowly lifted her head, blinking at me stunned, before letting out a breathy laugh. “A one-night stand?” she repeated, then shook her head. “God, Amaya…” she ran a hand through her hair and exhaled. “He’s not just some random guy. He’s… my mate.” My eyes widened. “Your what?”

he voiced, his lust evident. I turned to him, my eyes locking onto his cold, red gaze. "Do it, Master...if that's the only way I can be your mate. Use me as you wish...Master." My words surprised even myself. I sounded desperate, but I was willing to do whatever it took to claim my mate.

"What the hell is going on here?? What's with all the commotion and outbursts? I am having a very important meeting inside. Are you guys crazy?? Dwane thundered from inside and within seconds he pushed the door to the meeting room wide open. Finally, he was out, he was in front of me with that handsome face of his. There was no way in hell I would allow a so-called mate to take him away from me – never, it wasn't going to happen. "Dwane, you've betrayed me. How can you betray me after everything I had for you??" I said, wearing a sad look on my face that looked like I was about to cry. "How can you do this to me, Dwane?? You promised that I'd be your Luna. What is this rumor about a mate?? W