You Never Will Be My Mate Novels & Stories

Why is my Mate on a poster? I pull myself far enough away from my wolf to remember how to read, and my heart cracks, bleeds and trickles away through the paving under my feet at what I read. My Mate is not “a musician,” she is a star, a headliner, a top billing. I’m using the shelter to hold myself up as I shakily make my way around to the inside and sink onto the narrow bench there. I don’t have much data allowance left on my phone, but I use it all now looking up my Mate, on the Internet.

"A mate is a piece of your soul you need to survive once identified. It becomes a need, a want, a necessity. Try as you might, you can avoid it as much as you want, but unless you are heartless or you reject the bond, you will always gravitate towards them. Your mate is your soul, the other part that magnets the one in you towards it to complete it. As long as you are not consumed by darkness, it's inevitable. Do you understand this, my flower?"

I could feel my heart sink as she spoke, a heaviness settling in my gut that was impossible to ignore. "Mates," she said, the word hanging in the air like a delicate thread, "means two people the gods themselves have deemed to be perfect for one another, two souls intertwined in a way that transcends mortal understanding. It's a connection that is said to be forged in the heavens, an unbreakable bond that pulls these two individuals together across time and space, across lifetimes. It’s a love that is supposed to be pure, untainted by the world's harsh realities. But that’s the thing—love is never that simple, and neither is the idea of a mate."

And oh my fake dad’s name is Nathan, I probably should stick to calling him fake dad or just dad. “Mate is the person or someone you’re destined to be with for the rest of your life, regardless of who or what they’re, you’re destined to love and cherish each other till eternity.” Dad explained further. “I have a boyfriend and he’s not my mate, and I also can’t have a man who tried to kill you and make me always wanna pee in my pant as my mate.” They sighed simultaneously frowning their face. “We really don’t wanna tell you this.” “But there’s a thing called rejection.”

It was paralyzing, it clogged my throat and made it difficult to breathe, it sent my heart into a sprint, it had beads of cold sweat forming on my forehead even though the air conditioning made it feel like winter in the arctic. I grabbed the edge of the tub for stability when I could taste the dreadful emotion on the tip of my tongue. Black dots danced across my vision, mocking me. Somehow, I slid off the tub's edge and landed on the floor, a loud ringing echoing in my ears and blocking every other sound out. There were myths about the mate bond that calculated along with the facts. Some myths said that you could feel your mate's agony and blinding pain even without marking them. I was begi

I failed on so many levels and I was failed by my mate. I gave up. I threw the blood-soaked sponge on the floor and said in a calm, steady voice, "I never go to parties or balls because I have never been invited in the first place. Also, I've been too busy folding napkins and giving another woman my blood." I had never spoken so many words in a sentence to my mate. My voice was still quiet, but I managed to make my message clear. Lucas had an incredible look on his face. For the first time in his life, he managed to really see me.

Alpha Dwane was the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with and I was ready to do anything to become his Luna. My plans to become his Luna were going pretty well with no problem, not until I heard a rumor in town that he now had a mate. A mate from where!! Where did a mate suddenly come from??! I couldn't believe what I was hearing because it had already been concluded that Alpha Dwane will never find his mate – I made sure of it. I made a deal with the most powerful witch to block his mate for years and everything was going on well so what was this rumor about him finding his mate?

“It’s good to have you back, son.” I look away from his face so that he won’t read into me and see that I’m not really happy to be back. My mother takes the floor and intertwines her hand with mine, pulling me inside. “Oh…you must be so hungry you poor thing. Come, I will make your favorite.” Gena materializes from the kitchen and I stop my Mother so that I can make the proper introductions even though it’s all a lie. “Mom, Dad, I haven’t introduced you to my mate yet.”

"Did you say girlfriend? You should wipe that out of your mouth. Today should be the last day you refer to my Mate as your girlfriend because if you do that, I wouldn't mind cutting off your tongues and feeding them to you. Huh!!! What are you saying? Rhoda your mate? He asked and I rolled my eye. "Is there any other reason as to why I was here and what dragged me to this place, it was the mate bond of course so if you could excuse us, I wanna be with my mate alone" I shrieked and he stood there his gaze pinned on my mate. No she can't be your mate, she could be anybody else's and I would take that but her being your mate is something I would never accept so she isn't your mate"

🌹🌹 The Beginning (Part 4) 🌹🌹 ❤️❤️ The Rejected Mate (E) ❤️❤️ "That can't be possible, my mate didn't kill our mother and stop saying he did, please." "Believe it or not, he did."