Auctioned Mates Revenge Novels & Stories

I wanted to get my hands on my own money somehow to pay back the former Alpha and Luna. I knew that did not really make sense because I would technically inherit all of that money as the triplet's mate. I was marked, triple marked, and that was eternal. It could not be undone. Rejections of mates were only valid prior to marking and mating. Once both had been completed, a verbal rejection was just a bunch of empty words. Also, leaving a mate or mates in my case by whom you had been marked was excruciating for both sides.

she answered. “I do. He’s never given me a reason not to. Quite the opposite, in fact. Look, honey, I’m not going to tell you that all mates are perfect, because trust me, I know firsthand that they’re not. Your uncle is not my first mate. He’s what we call my second chance mate. Sometimes, when you have the Goddess’s favor, if your first mate rejects you, passes away, or treats you badly, she will grant you another mate. My first mate was not a good man or mate. He hurt me so deeply that when I found your uncle, I was afraid to love him. I was terrified that he would be just like my first mate, but he’s not. My first mate was a cheater. He manipulated me. He happily took every part of me th

"And God help anyone who gets in his way." For the first time since I was taken, I felt something other than fear. Hope. Three days later, Martha opened my cell. I had not eaten. Had barely slept. But I was still standing. "Time for preview," she said. "Potential buyers want to see the merchandise before auction night." She led me to a large room where fifteen men sat in chairs, drinks in hand, eyes hungry. Viper stood at the front. "Gentlemen, this is our premium offering. Jenna Carter. Twenty-eight years old. Undamaged. Connected to Colt Richardson of the Devil's Reign MC, which adds considerable value."

My Mate **

Then she uttered what destroyed the few remaining attempts to control my emotions, impulsively muttering, "No, he's my mate." This word was enough to completely destroy me and the appearance of the barbaric part of me. I snarled hard, pushed her body and crouched on top of her, pinned her to the bed, pressed her neck hard, and roared hard, "What are you saying?! Whose mate?! Have you lost your mind?" "I mean my friend Alexander," she whispered to me in a choked voice. The difference in meaning between these two words in this world, such as the difference between the sun and the moon,.

“It’s you I’m worried about. You don’t look too good—” “I’m fine,” she cut in quickly. Too quickly. My stomach twisted. Something was wrong. I took a deep breath. “Mom, if you—” “Sirella, I said I’m fine. Now let’s talk about you. Who’s that man outside? Is he your mate? Did the Moon pair you with that brute?” “No, Mom, he’s not my mate,” I sighed. At least, I didn’t know yet if he was a mate or a mark.

someone shouted. I came hard, squirting into Mom’s mouth. She drank every drop, moaning loud into my pussy. The vibration sent me shaking again. The auction came after an hour of nonstop use. My face and tits were already glazed with cum, my holes leaking. Mom went first. She sold to a big tattooed gangster type. They took her to a side room but left the door open so we could hear her screaming and gagging as he destroyed her. My turn. The bids went crazy. I stood there, legs spread, cum running down my thighs, while men shouted numbers. Viktor Kane won again, the same sadistic bull from before. He paid a fortune.

But hearing him speak so casually—reducing me to a tool, a stepping stone, while calling Ella his true love—cracked something open inside my chest. Pain. Sharp. Real. Last lifetime, he and Ella had ripped my heart out together. This lifetime, this heart—the one still beating in my chest—was not built for pain. It was built for revenge. I turned the key. The engine roared to life. I slammed the gas pedal down and peeled out of Moon Growler Pack without looking back. Silverwood Market was waiting.

Mia's expression changed immediately as she realized she had been caught. "What's the problem, Derick?" she asked, trying to sound innocent. "The problem is that you called her the Rejected Mate," Derick said, gesturing towards me. "Do you have any idea how disrespectful that is?" Mia rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on, Derick. She is a rejected mate, isn't she? And she's just trying to milk us for all we worth."

I could never be with him, never! He cocked his head sideways, “Really? Since you want to play dumb. You have a role to fulfill in this pack as my mate and hence, the future of our dear pack.” He said with that imperious smirk that made me hate him more. I sprang off the bed and spat on the floor. “Never! You’ve got the wrong person, Alpha James. I’m not your mate, I can never be! You’re not my mate, I reject you as my mate, there’s no mate bond between us!” I yelled, the thought was so repelling.