She Can't Be Your Mate novel Chapter 12

"So none of it is true love, it's just some magical pull." I meant to ask it as a question, but it came out more like a statement.

"It's not a magical pull, it's who God destined you to be with. Whoever he picked for you is a perfect match. God doesn't just reach inside of two crystal bowls to pick out a name like in the Hunger Games. So it is true love." I shook my head.

"Have you found your mate yet?" I asked and he shook his head.

"I'm not really the committing type." He laughed and I punched his arm.

"One day you'll find a beautiful woman who will change that."

"For a what, sixteen-year-old?" I nodded in response. "You're pretty wise." He laughed and got up. "Come on you're sleeping in my bed. I'll sleep out here."

"No I'm the guest, I'll sleep on the couch." I pulled my legs up and laid down. Mika sighed and scooped me up and brought me to his room.

"Nope, you're sleeping in here. Goodnight!" He screamed and ran out of the room. I sighed. "Wait, here." He came back in and went to his dresser. Pulling out a really big T-shirt and he looked at it and looked back at me. "I don't have any pants that would fit you...you're too small." He laughed and chucked the shirt at my face. "Is that alright?" I nodded and picked up the shirt.

"Thank you, Mika." He nodded and walked out of his room, shutting the door behind him. I got off the bed and stripped out of my clothes. The shirt went down to my mid thighs. I jumped back into the bed and soon, I was dead asleep.

"Hey, Devie." I was pinched in the cheek and brought out of my sleep. I opened my eyes and saw an amused Mika. "My dad and I are heading off to work, there's breakfast on the counter and your stuff should be here in a few minutes." I wanted to ask who is bringing over my stuff, but Mika was already out the door. I sighed and sat up, then the doorbell rang. I quickly got up and made my way downstairs. The doorbell rang again and I grunted and flung the door open. My breath caught in my throat as I saw a certain brown haired boy standing there.

"I didn't know what to bring so-" Zane started then looked down at my clothes. He grabbed the door and stomped in. "Where is he?" He growled and started looking around the house.