"Isabelle, he wasn't your mate! He is just a duplicate mate. Only the strongest werewolves get duplicate mates." he barely whispered. My brain was struggling to understand what he was saying. "D-duplicate mates? What is that?" I asked stupidly. "A duplicate mate is a werewolve that makes you feel almost the same thing as your real mate, but it still doesn't quite compare to the connection you'll have with your mate. Again, they are given to the strongest werewolves so that it won't be easy to bring them down, it's really rare to have a duplicate mate. But it is possible. And that's what he was, a duplicate mate. You can decided betweem him or me. All you have to do is look one of us in the eye and reject us, then you'd be free to mate with whoever you choose. I know he found you first, and I regret it so badly. I love you, Isabelle. I have always loved you. But I'm not going to force you to pick me. You know that this," he placed his hands on my cheeks, knowing full well that he would send a river of electricity running through my body, "feels right. And that it doesn't feel like it felt with him. You know that this is right, and that with him there was still something off. That's why you couldn't give in to mating with him. Not because he didn't want you, but becasue deep inside you knew that there was something more...something better. And right now you know that I'm the one..." he sighed, his warm breath blowing against nose. The sweet, familiar scent of mint filling up my senses. Filling me up with him. "Think about it, Isabelle. I'll be waiting. I'll always be waiting for you." and with that he walked away, leaving me feeling empty and alone. I shivered, hating the feeling of being alone. I promised myself a long time ago that I would never allow myself to feel this way again. But that was just the effect that he had on me. And he was right, it felt so right when he's next to me. This shouldn't be so hard. After all, Chase was obviously not the one. So, why is it so hard to go and reject him?
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After All, You're not It.*ON HOLD*
Teen Fiction*THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY ON HOLD* When Isabelle finds out that her crush is her mate, she's excited. But he just plays with her feelings until she's had enough. She runs away to live with her only friend, Nicholas, to regain her dignity and strengt...
