Your Mate Novels & Stories

mate! I started perceiving a particular scent, the scent of newly bloomed lilies That scent was driving me crazy, I decided to follow the scent When I got to where the owner of the scent was, what I saw broke my heart My mate was being bullied and hit by a bunch of over pampered bitchy wolves Anger boiled inside of me and I roared "stop!!!" But the bitch and her group refused to listen And that was when my wolf went loose for the first time and I shifted

he whispered loud enough for me to hear him. "Who told you that?" I enquired shocked. **Flashback** "You did..." "...Check mate means game over in the game but check mate in real life means your life has come to an end. My end is coming soon and I have a lot of debts I need to repay. Life is tough, but you have a talent, one that can lift you up and into the life of luxury." I laughed to myself, "Daniel, let me explain something to you." I looked up and saw my feathery friend approaching, I raised my left hand which was protected by a raptor glove offering a spot for landing.

Wait. …Mates?

He found his mate. "Your mate" I say He just nods his head "What happened? " "I went for a run when the most intoxicating scent hit me, I searched for it Athena and I couldn't find it, I looked everywhere it's like it just disappeared" he sighed " It's ok, she has to be around here then" "What if she's not what if i'm just deserperate that anything that smells intoxicating to me I think it's my mate" I look at home with sad eyes and grab a hold of his cheek

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?

I bite my lip and try to think of the perfect mate. "She is special if she puts up with you". Brian laughs and Liam joins him. My best friends are so immature. Smiling in satisfaction I lay my head back and think of my mate.

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.

“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…”

“Some people really are lucky! That pregnant lady who just came in? Barely had a stomach cramp, and her beta mate was freaking out, ready to call the entire pack of healers. “Unlike this one. Nearly died from an allergic reaction, and her mate didn’t even show up. Might as well be dead…” I thought I could hold back all the bitterness until the day I left. However, at that moment, my grief crashed down on me. Loneliness flooded in and crashed on me like a tidal wave. Of course, my mate had died. He died on the battlefield three months ago, the moment he chose to live under his brother’s name. I buried my face in the blanket and let the tears soak my pillow in silence. The day I was discharged

she said, her tone transforming into that of a childlike, laced with emotional blackmail. Her drastic change in tone made me chuckle again. It wasn't the first time; she wouldn't stop talking about it. After my chuckle had boiled down, I answered calmly, "I have a mate already, and you know that." My words were wrapped with chuckles. She shook her head fervently at my words, "No, no." Her voice came almost immediately, "You don't have a mate. You can't call Lena your mate. That lady is ruthless, heartless, and vile," she said with a firm voice, her voice wrapped with determination.