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Taming My Mate Chapter 8
After sharing breakfast with Saint, Harper was standing inside an airless room with the dressmaker. Her nose could barely gather any oxygen, and Harper suspected the windows were never opened to ventilate this room.It made Harper want to head outside. The weather was lonely. Sunlight shone through the windows, and birds were singing. Harper would have loved to take Saint out for a walk, but sadly, she was stuck inside this room."Ouch! Be careful, please?!" Harper cried out while wearing a blue satin dress. It brought out the blue from her eyes and looked good with the dark brown color of her hair, but the fabric sat way too tight. Penny, the dressmaker, glared up at her. "If you stood still, it wouldn't hurt, young lady. You're making it harder than necessary to put the needles in place. Stop dancing around.""I think you're pulling the fabric too tightly around me. I feel like I'm wearing a second skin," Harper grimaced. "And I'm shaking because you're clumsy with the needles!"A
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When Harper wandered back into her room to eat lunch, Saint was already waiting for her by the door. Harper couldn't peel her eyes off him. Large arms were parked over his mighty chest, and his shirt sleeves were rolled up. The muscles in Saint's arms were huge and exposed. Harper wanted to touch them, maybe even lick them if Saint would allow it.Harper realized she sounded crazy, but...Saint looked like sex-on-a-stick if you ignored the hair on his face. But it frightened Harper how he lacked respect for her personal space. Saint behaved like a giant cat that got straight in her face."H-hello... "Harper nervously said."What is that smell?" Saint questioned. "W-what do you mean?" Harper asked.She tried to keep eye contact with Saint, but her curious gaze had a mind of its own. It crept over Saint and made her absorb him. And Harper gulped at what she saw.She couldn't help but notice how Saint made Asher's clothes look like they were from the children's section. The sweatpants
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Harper ate her soup in silence, bending her head to eye her father across the table. Since entering the kitchen, he hadn't spoken a word. Yet Harper knew her father was pleased since her dress was finally ready. The upcoming ball seemed more important to her father than Harper. She could already see her father was looking pleased. He probably longed for the weekend to come.Finally, Harper would pick a man to marry. It meant a new beginning for the Sun pack, but for Harper, the ball symbolized the end of her freedom. No longer would she be able to find her mate.Though lately, there had been another agenda on Harper's mind. She wished to know more about Saint. Hopefully, her father had the answers she was looking for. Now Harper needed to enter a conversation about Saint without drawing suspicion.Harper cleared her throat. "Can I ask something?"Her father looked up. As usual, he was wearing a suit and a cravat. His bushy eyebrows were combed, and his lips formed a frown. It looked
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Anxiety hit Harper when she woke up without Saint sleeping in her bed. His large frame could usually be found sleeping only inches away from her, but not this morning. Instead, Saint's side had been neatly folded, making Harper's eyes skip around the room. Where had the behemoth gone?The door to Harper's balcony was opened. A wind hit her face while sunlight danced in through the curtains. The birds chirped happily outside, but Saint was nowhere inside Harper's room. It made loneliness wrap around her heart. Saint had promised to be at the ball... So why had he left Harper in the middle of the night?Confused, Harper swung her feet out of her bed. Typically, Harper always shared breakfast with Saint. It was something she looked forward to every morning. Grief pierced her heart. Nothing in this world could repair the blackhole growing inside Harper's chest. Well, except for Saint coming back through the balcony. Unfortunately, Harper knew Saint wouldn't return, or else he hadn't
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Music from the human world was blasting in the speakers that the witches had set up, and the ball was in full motion. All the guests seemed to be enjoying their time.Werewolf women were sitting on chairs along the wall, waiting for men to invite them to dance. Harper watched one pair that seemed to be mates, which was very romantic. "Oh-my-god, you're my mate!""And you're mine!""What are the odds?""Right!"Harper smiled. She watched the two mates giggle and flirt while sipping on her drink without alcohol. The pair was lucky to have found each other.Eventually, Harper moved her gaze to watch another pair spin on the dancefloor and then another.Everyone was wearing fancy clothes, including herself. Harper was uncomfortable in the blue satin dress. According to Penny, the dress hugged her in all the right places.Harper herself wasn't convinced. She felt packed like a sardine wearing the tight fabric. The high heels were also highly uncomfortable, but at least she was a few inche
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Harper didn't think she possessed even one fierce bone in her body, but tonight was the last straw. She had always been a pushover and a nice girl, but to fuck with it all!Enough was enough!Harper's father tried to control her life. Asher supported her getting married, and Julian thought it was his right to touch her—Harper's last patience snapped like a rope!"Let go of me!" Harper exclaimed and pulled back her arm. Her fingers were throbbing where Julian had squeezed them. "You got some fucking nerve holding me like that!""It's my right!""No, it's not, you jackass!"Julian looked offended and ready to punch her, but Harper didn't back down from the challenge. She could feel her anger rising. Her wolf was prepared to fight this man to the last breath."A woman should know her place," Julian growled at her with his eyes filled with fury. "If I want to dance with you, then you will respect me as a man and do what I say!""I'm not any woman," Harper growled back. She propped her fi
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Harper stared up at Saint. A dark smile lit up his features. He was the wolf, whereas she was the lamb. Or maybe she was the oil, and he was the fire, waiting to ignite her.He strode forward, ready to take back Harper's arm to continue dancing inside the ballroom. But she stepped away, and Saint's eyebrows shot up before his lips curled further. "Are you afraid of me?""I would be stupid if I weren't," Harper replied. "You've revealed your identity, and I don't know what it means! I have never heard of the nymph king, but I'm guessing you're dangerous.""Because your father locked me up?""Yeah," Harper breathed. "I thought you were a weak prisoner when I released you. There wasn't any danger..." She trailed off. "But now power seems to ooze through your pores."Saint regarded her in silence before speaking. "Can I be completely open with you, Harper?"She met his gaze. "Honesty is preferred."Saint reached out his large hand and placed it on her cheek. His touch seemed to awaken he
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"I know nothing about fighting!" Harper told Saint with rising panic inside her chest. She held her father tighter as she peered up at Saint. Worry was settling over her features. "My time has been spent studying rather than training with the rest of my pack."Saint stared down at Harper. She had a feeling he was deeming her weak as her father had done. Harper knew she wasn't a warrior, but Saint didn't look at her like dead weight. His demeanor changed from calm to battle-ready. Even his eyes were glowing in an unnatural green light. "If this turn into a fight, we better hope I've rested enough.""Well, well, well... What do we have here? Could this be the birthday girl herself and her friend?"An unfamiliar voice echoed between the walls. Harper snapped her attention to a figure standing by the end of the corridor. It was a man whose lips were caught in a cruel smile. He carried the smell of a beta, and Harper tensed upon realizing he smelled like the Comet pack."That's Liam's bet
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Epilogue Years Later Harper sat on the balcony, watching her and Saint's daughter, Caroline, playing in the big garden. She was laughing while their golden retriever chased her around a rose bush. "You can't catch me, Bobby! You're too slow!" BARK BARK!! A smile curled Harper's lips as she listened to Caroline's giggles. Her floral dress was dancing in the winds. And Bobby, the golden retriever, was trying his hardest to get to her. Life was great. Mating with Saint hadn't made Harper into an eternal creature. She wasn't immortal but had remained the same. Instead, finishing the mating ritual had bound Saint's life to hers, and they would die together. It meant Saint could finally rest the day Harper died of old age, which made him happy since he didn't want to keep living on forever without his beloved mate. "So it's here you're sitting all by yourself? Where is my invitation, huh?" Harper looked up, meeting Saint's brilliant smile. Now looking younger than her, Saint wa
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It should have felt awkward that Saint had come out of nowhere and plowed his way back into Harper's life. But it didn't. Even if they had spent months apart, all the feelings remained intact. The mate-bond sizzled between them as Saint pushed open the doors to the castle. No one else was awake, but the nymph made sure to shape-shift back into his more humane self. Harper was still caught in his beefy arms. She looked up into her mate's eyes and blushed. And even though she enjoyed the closeness, she wet her lips and forced herself to say, "You can put me down. I can walk up the stairs myself." "What if I don't want to?" Saint shot back with a smirk. "What if I want to keep you tucked safely in my arms and never let you go?" The playfulness in his eyes made little knots spread over her skin. Bees and butterflies buzzed in her belly. She hadn't seen Saint in forever. It made her weaker than usual to his silent charm. And her last resistance broke as she reached out her hand to
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Harper was on a mission. She knew that the feeling of something calling her hadn't been imaginary. Whatever was out there on that icy lake had spoken to her soul and reached into her heart. Therefore, she threw on her clothes in the dark and snuck down the stairs while holding a lantern. Her mittens warmed her hands, her earmuffs covered her ears, and she wore a bomber jacket—Harper was ready. She carefully opened the door, hoping no one would hear her leave the castle behind. Tanja thought she was crazy, as did the rest of her friends. They thought losing her mate had driven Harper mad; maybe they were right, but Harper needed to get out there on the lake. The reason was that Harper believed in miracles. She was pregnant with Saint's child, which proved that blessings were real. Saint had told her nymphs couldn't have children, but here she was. Perhaps more incredible things could happen?Harper didn't know, but she had hope. It gave her the strength to walk through the sno
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HarperSix Months Later"Dear Saint," Harper leaned against the big tree Saint had become after the battle six months ago. "As you may know, I'm pregnant. The baby belongs to you, and sometimes when I sit here, I want to bawl my eyes out... Why did you have to go?"With quivering lips, Harper wiped away tears with her mittens. "I know it's a horrible thing to ask for... But sometimes... Sometimes I wish I could be where you are... I know I'm pregnant, and while I love our baby, I'm... I'm unsure how to do this on my own... How am I supposed to handle parenthood on my own?"Harper's eyes traveled to where Tanya and Jack were making snow angels, and then she blinked at Frida and Asher standing further away. Everyone seemed to have found their happiness. Everyone except Harper because she had lost it. She had lost Saint. And the pain was constant. It didn't come in waves. No. The grief made her want to constantly cry. Even now, Harper fought her tears. She was all alone and didn't
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Saint was deathly tired. He had used most of the magic flowing through him, and enemies were still coming in. He needed to recover, but there wasn't time. Harper was carrying him on her back but was tackled by another werewolf. She whimpered, and Saint flew down in the grass.It hurt as he bounced into a bush, and he coughed. Jack was screeching above them in his wyvern-form, blasting wolves with ice, but more and more enemies were appearing. There wasn't an end to them. So many packs wanted only one thing: get to the portal underneath the castle. They were fighting to the last breath to reach it, and Saint widened his eyes upon seeing Harper scream."No, get off me! You fucking cunt! Ouch, you bit me! Let go!" Harper was no longer in her wolf form. She had turned back to a human from exhaustion and punched at werewolves trying to murder her. Her legs kicked and flared, and blood splattered over the grass.This was bad.This was so fucking bad.Further away, Asher was being torn a
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Jack couldn't relax, and his heart wouldn't stop pounding. The mate he claimed he didn't want, Tanja, was out conjuring up spells to throw at the werewolves attacking the castle. She was screaming and fighting, doing everything to eliminate the enemy. A sight to behold and watch.Jack worried about her, but he was supposed to protect the alpha he worked for. Liam was supposed to be his mission, not Tanja.Yet his eyes kept steering back to Tanja as she defeated werewolf after werewolf. His little witch was terrific to watch. Her hair swept around her face, and her eyes doe-eyes were huge with battle spirit. Looking at her made Jack's heart clamor.He had opened up to Tanja and told her about Clara. And Tanja? His mate had been hanging on his every word. She had listened to him so patiently that he experienced flutters simply breathing the same air as her.Tanja was amazing.But Jack could tell she was growing tired. The last couple of spells had been sloppy. Tanja's legs weren't
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It was nothing short of frightening to wake up to snarling werewolves. Harper opened her eyes in haste and blinked up at Saint. She was in his arms, cradled to his chest while roots grew from his legs.His skin had taken a more greenish gue, and his eyes were eerie black while he hissed at the werewolves surrounding them. His voice came out loud and melodic, like a singing siren. But Harper knew it was a warning to the wolves. His legs had turned into tree trunks, and some of the roots came up from the ground to grab two werewolves coming for them. Whimpers filled the air as Saint's roots and vines curled around them. It was frightening to watch. Harper shuddered as the werewolves were hit against the ground multiple times until they no longer moved."I'm sorry you have to witness this," Saint told Harper, tightening his grip around her. "But it seems the castle is about to get attacked by some unknown pack. Some of the werewolves are headed there, while others are here in the woo
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Harper was excited about her training with Saint. She was waiting for him in the garden outside the castle. The flowers were dancing around her feet in the wind. There were only a few clouds in the sky—the perfect weather conditions. "Nice to see that you're in time."Harper turned around to the sound of Saint's voice. He hadn't spent the night with her because he claimed he wouldn't be able to keep his hands to himself. But when Harper's eyes landed on his toned body, she was suddenly the only one wondering how to focus. Saint waltzed toward her, wearing only a pair of tight grey sweatpants that hugged his bubble butt and showcased his v-lines. Tanned skin, abs, and a confident smirk—Harper was already close to experiencing withdrawal symptoms. She wanted to touch him!"Harper?"Saint gave her a questioning look when Harper repeatedly blinked, and she plastered on a smile. "Yes?"He bit back a laugh. "Did you listen to me?""Uh..." She blushed. "Not really.""Because what I said
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When Saint arrived at the sunset island, Harper laughed so much that she fell off her mate's head. "I can't believe you accidentally swallowed a freaking seagull!"Saint caught Harper in his palm while desperately grasping for air. His eyes were red from tears, and he could barely breathe. It felt like there were feathers in his throat. And the cherry on top was that the freaking seagull hadn't been tasty either—Saint was confident the bird had been so scared it had shat itself when he ate it!"I think I'm going to be sick..." Saint pulled himself up on the sandy beach and made sounds that reminded Harper of a puking dog. "I hate my life, Harper... The seagull tasted like... Tasted like shit!"Harper cracked up and rolled off Saint's palm into the warm sand. Her rib cage hurt from laughing so much. "You're such a scary-looking guy, but really such a goofball!""Don't laugh at me..." Saint transformed back into his original, tanned self and coughed up a feather. He grimaced. "I need s
