You Never Will Be My Mate Novels & Stories

I could hear the anger in her voice despite her trying to mask it. "Twice." I muttered. "My point. Kay if he is your mate please reject him. Assuming he doesn't reject you first. He is no good for you. He is a toxic, womanizing ass wipe who isn't even worthy of kissing the ground you step on. You are a gem and he treated you like dirt." She had a point even though I hated to admit it. "The mate bond is supposed to be something special and pure that the goddess gave to us. I feel like if I reject him I will be disappointing everyone, including her." My chest started to feel even tighter. What the hell kind of anxiety attack was this?

As much as she was at fault, my dumb-ass mate was too. I grunted at the thought. The first time I finally accepted him to be my mate was a few hours ago and it had been playing on my mind ever since. I couldn't help but wonder if it played on his mind as well. He didn't seem to be too pleased by the confession, something I couldn't decipher coding his features. Sometimes I felt as if I needed to be an I.T whiz to decode the man I was mated to.

“What have gotten over you? Yes, Dennis is the fourth generation but that doesn’t change the fact that he is your Mate!” “He can never be my mate. I will never accept him as my mate. I deserve a strong man, a man worthy enough to be seen with me, not some riffraff. And to think that that little weak thing has to climb into his bed, ugh,” she groaned, her eyes shining blood red as her fangs elongated. “How dare she?” Martha frowned, calming down when she realized that her daughter was angry over something else. “She? Has the prince found his mate?”

“She’s all alone right now. She can’t survive out there.” “Then let’s erase the mate mark,” I said. “Either you send her away, or we get divorced.” Adrian’s eyes narrowed, his gaze cooling by the second. “Ann. That trick doesn’t work the second time.” He stepped closer, looking down at me like he held the high ground. “The first time, I was willing to spoil you, to let you throw your little tantrum.” He reached for my face. I dodged. “You say divorce and we divorce?” He gave a low laugh. “What do you think I am?”

He came over and placed a worried hand on my shoulder. “Are you good? You've been zoned out all night? Yeesh never took you to be the type to be whipped.” “I'm not whipped,” I denied immediately. “No woman could ever have me wrapped around their finger, I'd say it's the other way around.” “I see.” My friend settled back without a word for a second, twisting his lips with devious curiosity.”But doesn't it get boring though? Same woman? Same routine? I mean I might be able to stand it for a couple of weeks but not as long as you have. I'm kind of hoping that I'll never find my mate.”

“ We won't work out “ “ Didn't you mate with her? “ “ No I didn't” “ Why? “ “ Because I have a mate , and she's right here”

"What the fuck? I’m your mate! I’m your fucking mate, Amara! You can’t just throw me away like that!" "So I’m not allowed to? But you can? You can throw me after having sex with me? You can disregard me because I meant nothing to you, but I’m not allowed to do the same thing because I’m your fucking mate? Well, I’m sorry, but a fated mate is giving me a sour taste in my mouth!" "Amara, can you hear yourself? I will not be given to you if I wasn’t meant to be with you!"

He is my mate? “Zelix?” I whispered. “Willow, long time no see.” he said coldly. “Y-You’re my mate?” I uttered unbelievably. “Mate? You are not my mate, you are my rival. Mate is fucking useless. I don’t believe in such things.” he said while smirking. I clenched my fist and gritted my teeth. He walked towards me and I stepped backward, but he quickly grabbed the collar of my shirt and choked my neck. My eyes widened at the sudden action.

"you are lying! You are lying, you bastard! You are only saying that to piss me off and it will not work. You are nothing but a bastard; A fucking folklore which needs to get out of my head. I have said to you and will say it again, I am not your mate, and i will never be your mate in this life and the next." "But you are mine." "I am not yours, I will never be yours. I reject you as my mate. Infact, I hate you, so you better let go of..."

“What do you mean he’s my mate?” Everly asked her mother. Everyone kept telling her that Slate was her mate, like he was carrying a sign that said, “Everly and I are meant to be together forever,” and she was the only one in the universe that couldn’t see it.