You Never Will Be My Mate Novels & Stories

DON’T TOUCH ME (II) “ I certainly am no one’s mate and I never will be. And even if I do end up being one, it’ll never be to a man like you.” Haven spat out venomously. “ I will never ever accept you as my mate Alpha, so I think it’s best you stop addressing me as your mate .” She said stressing the word ‘ mate’. “ Besides did you really think I’ll forget everything and just accept you— just like that ?” She paused, glaring at him “ You seriously thought I’d happily accept to be your mate ?”

He couldn't go home with a human, that's impossible. "A mate.." Stephanie's voice trailed. "A mate is your other half Ryan, someone who was destined to assist you in conquering your challenges, someone you would love unconditionally, someone you would not like to see in the littlest pain, someone whose smile is enough to keep you living, someone your heart keeps beating for. A mate in human term is your soulmate, someone who gets you and understands you, someone you'll form an extraordinary bond with"

Maybe she should have cut it off while she had the chance in his body. Nisha snorted. ‘You’d never. Be truthful with yourself, Amira. You want to connect with your mate-’ ‘No. I don’t,’ Amira snapped back. ‘These desires are nothing more than the mate bond pulling us together. Rhys might get head out of this, but when it's all done, we’ll continue to hate each other.’ “What are you waiting for?” Rhys urged, pressing the blade dangerously deeper into her skin without pricking it.

And then something happened that I had no words for. It started in my chest, a pulling, blooming ache, like a wound opening and healing at the same time. It spread through my ribs and down my spine and into my fingertips where they were still clutching his shirt. The air between us changed, and I felt it so deeply that my eyes filled with tears before I even understood what it was. The mate bond. I had heard the elders describe it. I had thought I understood it. I had not understood it at all. "Finn," I whispered. My voice came out broken in the most beautiful way.

My mate was sexy as hell! I took my mind out of the gutter that my thoughts were treading towards. “Hello again, mate,” I declared confidently. She stared at me blankly before smirking at me. Well, that was new… “Mate? I don’t think so.” Oh, now we were playing games, huh? “Oh, you don't believe you are my mate? You can’t believe you are that lucky? Don’t worry, gorgeous, we are definitely mates,” I teased her. “Lucky? Being your mate would be the worst thing that could happen to me! I wouldn’t ever get tied up with someone like you!”

’’ A tear left her eye as she finished her sentence. ‘’I told you that I couldn’t, I didn’t say that I wouldn’t have nor did I say that I didn’t already had. I couldn’t have these feelings for you but I did and I still do. The only deference is that now you are my mate and it's not forbidden. Also, there would be no heartbreak when you find your mate because you already found him and it’s me.’’

“I thought I was gonna lose you and that scared me shitless.” She smiled. "So you cried?" Yeah, story of my life. “When you get well, you're coming home with me,” I said, watching her keenly to see her reaction. I hope it won't be a blatant disapproval. My poor heart won't be able to take it. “Home?” “My Pack. My house…” I paused. “...my mate.” She stared blankly at me and her smile faded. “I don't understand…” “I wanna officially make you my mate…”

“You really don’t get it, do you?” “I’m not your possession.” “No,” I said, rising to my feet, towering over her again. “You’re not. You’re my mate. That’s something entirely different.” “You don’t even know me.”

Does he think I'm happy being here? I just want to get out of here and go back to my normal freaking life. I don't want a mate. Mates are myths and filled with the stupidest stuff in their heads with no brains; I hate them so much. They are never loyal nor faithful but think of themselves and the fun they are going to have, forgetting that we are at a low point here and don't give a fuck about us; who cares anyway? I don't want one and so shall it be; I don't give a damn...

Matt replied with resignation. Silence settled between them, allowing both Camden and Matt to reflect on their impassioned conversation. Eventually, Matt broke the silence, his voice laced with vulnerability. "Cam, how do you truly feel about me? I know we're mates, but you've never really put your feelings into words. Where do I stand with you?" he asked, his gaze searching hers, seeking an honest answer. Camden felt a wave of discomfort wash over her, unsure of how to respond. Matt's plea for clarity tugged at her heartstrings, urging her to be truthful. "Like you say, we're mates. I love you and care about you," she confessed, the words slightly awkward on her tongue. Matt's eyes locked w