You Never Will Be My Mate Novels & Stories

"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!"

Someone once said that the feeling will hit you like an unstoppable juggernaut, crashing into your very soul before igniting a flame of desire and possession that will burn within you for all of eternity, going strong even after you enter the gates of the afterlife. I have never met my mate before, nor have I ever felt the imprint of one but I have heard enough to know when a person meets his or her mate. And Jamie has met hers. “Mate,” she whispers, her voice, or rather, mine echoes through the now eerily quiet square. Marty stares at her unblinking as he too, mouths the same before a peal of laughter erupts from Nox. “Goddess! You two are mates!” he roars, palming his stomach and throwing

For all I know, she is the only person he has ever loved like this. "Laugh while you can, Logan. You are still single. When you meet that female that will make you get out of the clothes you have already put on to put on what she insists will look best on you, you will stop giving a damn. That is the power of a mate," he assures me. "First of all, I am no longer a single wolf. I found my mate and she is too stubborn to even mind what I put on," I tell him. His jaw drops to the floor. I can't help but laugh at him.

he smirks. Oh, I tried to remind myself that I wasn’t going to lose this the way I usually did, through anger, through impulse. But Tristan’s mouth kept moving. “H She’s my mate,” he’d say, like it was a fact carved into stone. Like I was just an obstacle that could be pushed aside. “Mine.” he said proudly. I’d step in, my voice low and dangerous. “Since you’re my elder brother and Alpha, can’t you find another woman to chase?”

His presence haunted me, tearing me apart—caught between the mate I once loved, and the blood of my dead parents. To completely destroy his last shred of hope, I did something cruel. I asked one of my friends to pretend to be my mate. Then I looked Shawn in the eyes… and told him I had finally found my fated one. He broke. He collapsed to his knees, clinging to my legs like a drowning man. "Kendra, no... You can't have found your mate so soon," he whispered, voice trembling. "I know what I feel. You're my destined mate—I'm sure you feel it too."

mate. Temporary mate, but I don't care, it's him. And he's now looking down at me with such intense eyes. Oh, my heart. "You are mine," he states. My heart goes crazy, "Logic be damned, you belong to me. As my mate. The Moon Goddess might not think so, but I do. We are mates.”

She squealed in glee, letting everyone inside the hall know that this kid was both her brother and my mate. How fucked up could life get? "Mate?" He echoed, finally recovering from the shock of finding his first ever mate. Silvia disengaged the hug and stared at both of us, with pure wide eyed shock, still processing what was occuring. "You...you two are mates?" She fumbled, pointing at her brother then at me. I was just about to open my mouth and deny everything, when my father and Silvia's parents rushed into the scene, at the sound of the M word.

I’m sensing the worst my mate does not want me, but I hope I’m wrong about it. Before I could confirm my accusation, he spoke “I don’t want a mate” I could feel Blossom and I whimper at his words, it was like a knife being stabbed into my heart. I never thought my mate will hurt me at first sight, I always dream of this moment, I remember my mother telling me that mates are sacred. They are a gift from the moon goddess, and you should cherish them no matter what. Here my mate does not want me, I need to know why? So I ask “Why you don’t want a mate?”

I sighed, rubbing my hand over my temple. "It's probably just your wolf." Joe smiled than guided me to my water. His hand placed on my shoulders."Probably your mate." He whispered lowly... Almost so low that I couldn't hear him."Speed demons don't get mates." I whispered back. This is true, we hardly ever get mates... My mom was a lucky one, dad was on a search for his mate. He crossed territories onto the Glint packs lands and camped out.

“You don’t even know me.” I felt my breath still in my chest. Because I did. I didn’t need a name. I didn’t need a past. I felt her in my soul. “That’s because you are,” I said, voice rougher than I intended. “My mate.” Her entire body tensed. “What?” she whispered, like the word tasted like poison on her tongue. I nodded once, slow and firm. “Mate.” She blinked at me, disbelief and fear and something close to anger flashing across her face. “That’s impossible.”