Abused Unloved Mate Novels & Stories

Kane growls, clenching his fists. Wait… undone? What does that mean? Will I be tossed back into the pool of she-wolves and be assigned to a new mate? This sucks. I cross my arms and bite my quivering bottom lip to stop the tears. Abandoned twice in a week. I have never felt so unloved and undesired as at this moment.

He had endured years of suffering in that family in my place, so I always felt that I owed him a great deal. We were both abandoned children. But now, we were each other's family. [The End]

“I saw my husband carrying his whore in his arms on my first wedding night. Can you be more ruthless to me?” My blood boiled at the word she used for my mate and the next thing I did was out of the rage. I yanked her throat in my hand and pinned her against the wall, she struggled badly to remove my hold on her neck. “Don’t you dare, to call my mate that. She is my mate, not another woman," I whispered in a cold voice but as I mentioned my mate, my voice softened and her smiling face came across my eyes which made me feel more guilty, "I love her and I’ve done a horrible thing for which I’m so guilty. I cheated on my mate whom I love the most, who is the reason for my being alive."

“Don’t speak ill of my mate, asshole! There’s nothing about you that would interest me. You’re not and will never be half the man he is. You put me through hell and you still think I would want to be with you? Stop deluding yourself!” “I told you I loved you. I’m your best friend, your first mate and you chose a cursed prince over me!?” “You seem to be living in the past. You’re not my mate. You’re not my best friend and you certainly do not love me. You just hate that you have nothing against me anymore. You lost me. I mated with someone else. Accept it and let me be, you piece of shit.” I felt my eyes sting as he hit me hard across the face.

"Why are you doing this to me Claudia?, you should think about the time we spent together you can't just leave me heartbroken I love you so much he muttered, his eyes were like the morning dew he doesn't wanna break down, and see how hurt he was, she has triggered the old wound he tried to forget. He was once a demon what his first love did to him, she left him shattered and so broken that he think he can never heal up but when she saw her he felt the spark of love once again, he thought he can never fall in love, but her hazels eye staring deeply into his he was lost in her. Now he's fucking getting rejected again by the woman he loves once again. He screamed into thin air as she left him b

“Why does it matter? What does it matter? I can’t give you children anymore. You have no use for a mate that can’t give you children. I heard your conversation. I know. And I? I don’t want a mate who can’t trust me.” I wet my cracked lips, my whole body hurting, “I’ve been abused enough for a lifetime Adam. I can’t compete with Maya. I never could. And I’m never going to be enough for you. I’m not as good as she is, as pretty, as smart. I don’t have as many things in common with you as she does.”

Ashamed of having been caught taunting the other female. The youngest of the pack. “Jaecar?” Samantha’s quaking voice drew him from the memory of enacting penance on the camp whore. “No.” He said flatly. “I don’t need Aloira. I’ve another woman in mind this year.” “You’ve chosen a mate?” Samantha took a step forward from the mantle. “Have you?” He countered. Turning to cast an intense look over his shoulder at her. “You know I will not! I’ve no wish to have a male sweating upon me. Trying to get me with pup and then biting into me to show I’ve become his property…And that’s if I survive it. Which we both know…I’m small…”

The morning came with their hearts still aching. Fleurie's forehead is throbbing from the torment she has endured. She refuses to see him. She does not want to see anyone. She only wants to be with her mate. She just wants to be surrounded by her mate's warmth, scent, and everything else related to her mate. The mere thought of her brother's presence causes her to shake with rage. He abandoned her. He didn't return to her. He abandoned her to a monster which completely destroyed her life.

I got up from where I sat and rounded the table to go over to where he stood nonchalantly. "What did she ever do to you anyway?" The man asked. I gave him a quick lookover. Maybe I could use his weakness against him. His mate had died when she was giving birth to their pups about four years ago. While the babies, a boy and a girl, filled the vacuum of loneliness in his life, they couldn't make up for the loss of his mate in his heart. I stepped away and closed my eyes. By the time I opened them, my eyes were purple and the air was no longer usual. I conjured up the image of his dead mate as best as I remembered her look. The moment the image became a human, the man flew forward.

Simply being in the same room allowed their wolves to regain strength and alleviate any anxiety she had been feeling. But as the mate bond grew stronger, it was hard and hard to deny their mutual attraction. Whenever they got close, or when their skin touched, Celeste's heart would race violently, leaving no room for anything other than the echoing cries of her own wolf thirsting for her mate, "Mate! Mate! Mate!" She couldn't help but recall the last full moon when Jeremy had pinned her down to the ground with his fierce claws pressing against her skin and the heat radiating from his body. The memory was still too vividly ingrained in her mind.