Abused Mate Sam And Chris Novels & Stories

Only time will tell in Healing Powers. 2. The Beta's Mate Beta Sam has just been rejected. His fated mate was a rogue who did not feel worthy of him. Sam takes off from his Pack for a break, meeting a woman. She is not a second chance mate, but he thinks she would be a good chosen mate. Will Sam find the happiness he deserves, or will he be bombarded with challenge after challenge as he finds his way toward his Beta Female? And ... 1. Rejected

"When you came inside my cell my wolf identified you as my mate. That was why I told you I could heal you." "A mate?" He asked with a confused frown. "It's a term we used for a destined partner," she said with her eyes darting in their sockets as she watched him. "Christ! Isabelle quit making shit up! If you want me to help you, you have to tell me the truth!” "I wouldn't have been able to heal you otherwise, Cole,” she said with such gentle sincerity that he was forced to consider she might be telling the truth. "So, what you are saying is you can only heal me?"

“Mia… we still have a future, right?” “I made Amelia abort the child…” “We can have our own pup… okay?” I laughed. Cold. Sharp. I shook his hand off. Nausea surged in my stomach. I forced it down— and slapped him hard across the face. He didn’t dodge. With trembling hands, he pulled out his phone. “Amelia killed Emma… I found out…” “It was all her…” “It’s her fault…” “I didn’t know… I didn’t know anything…” “She’s already been punished…”

It's been a while since I updated this book. However, I have delayed letting you know that I'm writing a book on Samuel and Chrisanna titled "Dispute Marriage" You'll find it on my goodnovel profile. This book is a bit different from others which don't have a forced marriage trope or any abusive family since you are already familiar with both families. The story revolves around two childhood friends Samuel and Chrisanna and their sudden marriage after Samuel disappears from Chrisanna's life for eight years. The book deals with heavy mental issues and a dark past. Slow burn.

“ Sit down Delaury, I'm not going to break “ he winced at my weight but didn't say anything. I knew I was heavy, but I'd gained so much since I came here. “ Tomorrow you'll be all mine brownie, are you ready? “ He asked, playing with my hair. I nodded. “ Words, brownie” “ Yes, I'm ready “ I said, venom laced my tongues. What's the worst that could happen if I told Tristan I didn't want to be his mate? Impossible, because I wouldn't take that risk. I didn't know when sleep overtook me, but I remember falling asleep in his arms. My body was one big time betrayer. ★★★

Samantha said, "You guys are too sweet." When we got to the ball, we went to the drink table and I got a glass of wine, while he got a bourbon. We were talking and sitting at a table when a guy from my pack walks up to me and pulls me out of my seat as says, "You're my mate." I said, "No, I'm not. You need to let go of me." He said, "Don't you feel the sparks?" I said, "No, I don't. I feel nothing for you. If you don't let me go, I will knock you on your ass." He laughed and said, "You couldn't hurt me. You're my mate. You love me." I kicked him in the crotch, and he let go of me. I ran back to Aidinth, and he stood up to wrap his arms around me. I said, "I don't get where he got the idea th

Rolling my eyes, I looked up to see the grave look on his face and pain behind them, I frowned and asked, “What’s wrong, Sam?” “I…” he stammered a bit. The entire room turned to look at him curiously, he gulped and continued, “I found my mate but she's down with the virus. I found her alone in her house sprawled on the bed almost lifelessly, she is in a critical condition and since she is an orphan and has no one, no one could help her to the hospital. If I wasn't there on time, who knows…” his voice cracked towards the end, the guilt was clear in his voice and I immediately felt bad for him. His mate had been in the pack for a long while and riddled with sickness but he didn't know.

A voice inside my head that wasn’t Aria’s ordered. Sam grunted in pain as he tried to wiggle his way out of my grip. I could sense his anger and frustration which gladdened me seeing as this was a position be couldn’t get out of unless I let him. “The mate hunt was designed to allow the unmated find someone, not to kill another because they hold a grudge.” A voice came from behind me and I stiffened feeling all the hairs on my back stand at perfect attention. I turned for a moment, my grip loosening around Sam’s neck ready to give the person a piece of my mind.

He looked at Thea and asked, "How credible are her words if she is capable of harming herself just to frame someone before putting on a show of kindness to confuse us further?" Thea turned pale in an instant—and this time, her reaction was genuine. Just as I had expected, the comments section relayed the whole situation. "Holy shit! Thea suffered multiple blows—her true self exposed, the male lead's complete disgust, and her plan completely ruined!" "Oh my god! Thea's emotional damage rating is off the charts, gaining her 50 angst points!" "Thea's current progress is 93/100!" "Holy! That really did a number on her!"

“What have gotten over you? Yes, Dennis is the fourth generation but that doesn’t change the fact that he is your Mate!” “He can never be my mate. I will never accept him as my mate. I deserve a strong man, a man worthy enough to be seen with me, not some riffraff. And to think that that little weak thing has to climb into his bed, ugh,” she groaned, her eyes shining blood red as her fangs elongated. “How dare she?” Martha frowned, calming down when she realized that her daughter was angry over something else. “She? Has the prince found his mate?”