Abused Unloved Mate Novels & Stories

“But her current mental state might be even worse than that of a wolf who has lost their mate. It’s one thing to lose a mate, but it’s something else to be abused so cruelly and recovering only to know that your mate might as well be dead. my jaw clicked shut, eyes wide and staring at me, no doubt cowering in wait for my infamous rage. He knew he’d spoken out of turn and so casually about losing a mate, knowing only a small piece of what I had endured for so long… There was no rage in my chest.

I came after changing and he gave me space which I appreciated very much. After lying down on the bed, I took the blanket and pondered what had just happened. My mood was totally off. The man wants to do everything with me, but he doesn't consider me his mate. If not, he might think of me as his lover or girlfriend, but he still denies it. Even with all the feelings a mate has, he does not acknowledge them, and it broke my heart into a million pieces. I know he told me, but has he been with anyone like this before? Has he ever brought any of his previous rejected mates here? He confused me show much. I sob slowly so that he cannot hear me. I miss my family. They were so kind to me. I never t

“I know my place now. What I want, you can’t give me. That’s why I have to leave. I’ve been trying to quit you for almost a year now, Emeric. But I just loved you so fucking much. And you…” I look down at my feet, needing another break from the intensity of eye contact with my mate. “You never cared about my feelings before. And now, you’re just telling me I can move in with you out of pity, or as some sort of misguided thank-you gift for all I’ve given to you these last years together.

he says, making me turn to look at his face again, "More of YOU. More, more, more. I wanted all my stupid marks on your neck to stay. I wanted the whole pack knowing you're MY mate. I wanted everyone talking about us, our bond, our love, not Hope and Danny's. I fucking hate Danny, I can’t stand looking at him or looking at Hope’s marked neck. I hate that they found what I’ve always wanted. It was supposed to be US, Sky, not them.” Reality crashes down on me, hard and painfully. The answer I wanted the most has been provided. And it fucking sucks to hear, a lot more than I thought it would. "You just want a mate," I whisper, feeling hollow inside. Depleted, "You were craving a mate so bad, yo

But his careless, cutting words hurt worse than any wound on my skin. I let out a small breath and met his gaze. “Do you even hear yourself, Lycus?” The quietness in my voice seemed to freeze him. “You knew I wanted to be your bound mate,” I said, “and yet for five years, you never mentioned it. Not once. But now you’re offering me marriage just to make me cover for Sandra?” His brow twitched, but I didn’t give him a chance to speak.

Of course he would. “You all are a bunch of idiots!” he slurred his ambrosia. His mate was holding him steady as he rose to his feet. “You seriously think that after all the abuse and shit she went through for six months, she would crawl back to the blood-sucker! The whole thing screams red flags! ‘I’m sorry, baby,’” he acted out with his partner. “I didn’t mean to suck your blood, make you feel pain, give you scars, and throw you in a dungeon. Be my mate and I’ll treat you better!” Daine put his hands together, pleading.

supposed" mate,“ My brows cringed at his words. “Excuse me?“ “Sorry, that was a joke.“ he gave one of his dry chuckles. “Why you here all alone?“ His questions were too personal and I was feeling uncomfortable with them. I've never told anyone about my abusive mate. It was a secret and I wanted it to remain that way. ”C'mon, you just interrogated me a few minutes ago. And now you can't even answer the first question I ask?” he said in a throaty chuckle.

But it was getting impossible. His scent was making me go crazy. “But you didn’t say that yesterday when you were crying my name while I was driving you crazy.” He said with a smirk and I open my eyes with disgust. How dare he blackmail me? I have had enough of these mate dramas. I won’t let him ruin my life again, and neither I will let him make me go through the same pain again. I knee in his jewels, and he moved back groaning. “Serve you good for thinking I am weak. Better stay away from me next time if you don’t want me to disable your weapon for a lifetime.” I throw these words and leave the room, leaving him writhing in pain.

“Send in Eden.” His balls were still aching for release, even now. He’d never had a type before, but Amira called to him like that of a siren, and he almost fell for it. Although she was a rogue and a leader of the rebels, he couldn't deny Amira was something else. Rhys despised her for it. He despised his thoughts towards her. It was just the lingering tendrils of affection he barely felt from the mate bond that never was. Baltir remained seated a moment longer, staring at him in disbelief. He shouldn't. Sure, he found his 'mate'. That didn't mean shit. Not now. Not ever.

“Why don’t you love me? Why don’t you want me?” “Why would I?” I snap, allowing my Alpha aura to spread. While Rafe sucks the air out of the room, I make it heavy as lead. Wesley can’t even crawl away from me anymore as my fury and hatred press him down. “Why would I love someone who was nothing but cruel to me my entire life? You beat me, pissed on my mother’s grave, harassed and humiliated me at every turn. You turned anyone who could have offered me a shred of kindness against me. You made my life miserable and were one of the two biggest reasons I tried to take my own life. Thank Goddess my real mate was there and saved me.”