Mate (Bride, #2)

by Ali Hazelwood

“What Misery is to Lowe, you are to me.” Oh. Oh? Oh. “Is this a, um…terminal diagnosis?” His lips twitch. “No cure, I’m afraid.” “I see.” I clear my throat. “Well, this relationship sure escalated quickly.”

“You’re the most beautiful woman that I’ve ever seen,” he says simply.

jizzmuffin,

This is giving me the ick

There are only that many kidnapping and murder attempts a child can endure before developing serious issues and self-destructive behaviors. We wouldn’t want her to grow up and, say, go to grad school.”

HA

I’d say GPS tracking is a Were superpower, but mine doesn’t extend to anyone but him.

Bitch are you dumb!!!!!!! You love him!!!!

Because every single thing I glanced at, grazed, examined, eyed, or even considered when we were at the grocery store, every single thing I decided to walk past, every single thing I told myself I didn’t need—every single thing has somehow made it here, inside Koen’s house.

Her laughter adjusts the spin of his atoms.

“The pack newsletter

Oh brother not the pack newsletter

“She’s not taking liberties, she is given them. If anyone here is questioning my authority, it’s you.”

“And, killer?” “What?” “Tuck that T-shirt in your pants. It’ll look less like it’s mine.”

EEEEEE WEAR HIS CLOTHES OH MY GAWD

“As the prophet said. As the prophet wills.” “Who are you?” He gives me a tremulous smile and, like a supplicant, presses his forehead to the ground.

Wtf

Serena: Would you love me less if my name was Eva? Misery: Yes. Misery: But not like, by a lot.

“Stop looking at them. Deep breaths.” “I can’t. What is happening?” “Don’t look at them.” Tears slide down my face. I’m about to explode. “But why are they—” Koen’s fist darts out to punch the mirror, shattering my reflection into a thousand small shards. “Here. Now they’re not doing that anymore.” His palm rests against my forehead. “You’re burning up. This is not the first time, is it?” Yes. No. I don’t know. “Answer me.” “N-no.” “Good girl. Is it a fever?”

I’m screaming this is making my tummy hurt

A second later I’m submerged in water. Distantly, I register some surprise. Because Koen gets in with me, clothes and all, and pulls me between his spread legs.

EEEEEEEEEE

He easily resigned himself to a lifetime without her, but… Simply put, he is unwilling to contemplate a universe in which she no longer exists.

The original founder was one of those cuckoo bananas Were supremacist guys who thought that the other species should dedicate their lives to massaging his feet.

Cuckoo bananas

“That,” he growls in my ear, “is not the kind of stunt you pull with an Alpha. Not when you’re on the brink of a Heat.”

“You’re doing so good, killer.” “Yeah?” I whimper. “Yeah, baby.”

God damn

“People without degrees would call it going into Heat,” Koen says, and the realization crashes into me like a caravan of armored trucks.

I KNEW IT!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!

“Serena.” I hear the blurry edge of his smile. A quiet sigh. “I would throw away my pack, my life, and my entire world for you. Which is the exact reason I cannot have you.”

These quotes got me side eyeing my husband like ok king what would you throw away for ME

“Out of curiosity, Alpha. How long have you known that you killed her mother?”

Tea

This is it, then. What he was born for.

He understands what I want: to be broken in.

Good god

“There could never be disappointment, because there were never any comparisons, or expectations, or hopes, or standards to meet. There’s only…” He casts a glance around the room, searching. Then his eyes settle on me. “There is only you, Serena.”

Girls in Heat only get what they ask for if they finish their water.

🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

He never says that he loves me, but it’s written all over my skin.

“Things—nothing has changed. You love the Northwest more than anything.” “Not more than anything, Serena.”

cumballs

Mmmmm stop that

“Whatever you need, you have to come to me. It’s a fucking order.” His voice is strained. “I don’t care where you are. I don’t care what it is. I want you to promise me that for anything you—” “I promise, Koen.”

“You think that’s why I’m mad at you?” She lowers her legs and leans forward, showing me her fangs. Which means that she is very angry. “Miss Girl, I don’t give a shit about that.”

MISS GIRL

“But, Serena, the thing about Ana and Lowe and Juno and every other person I’ll meet for the rest of my life is…they’re not you. They don’t get it. They’re never going to get it.” I think—I know that if she could cry, she would. I certainly am. “Just like Koen or Amanda are never going to get it. They’ll get other things. They’ll get other moments—they’ll get their own exclusives. But they won’t get this.”

Ugh Kayla