Romans & histoires Betrayed By My Mate - Hybrids Sorrow

i don't want to be any hybrid, whatsoever,I just want to be me, myself,I want my Powers to come back,I don't want to be an HYRBID "Mera"dad called to me,this is all his fault!!!I don't even want a mate!!I began to cry as I ran outside "Mera!"I heard my name being called.i refuse to answer as I head to the quarters where I was told treyson was " Where the fuck are you!"I screamed as I walked in, everywhere was so quiet "Come out and see what you caused,see the fuck you caused"I cried as I destroyed and broke things "You caused me pains and I have to bear the cross alone! being some stupid HYBRID!,let me just kill you instead!"I screamed in pains as I feel that echo coming through in my head a

The same disbelief that second chance mates were—were real instead of legend. "Marcus?" Mom's voice beside me. Hope Reed-Castellan-Storm, my mother, first hybrid, looking at me with concern. "What's wrong? You look—" "I smell it. Mom, I smell—" I couldn't finish. Couldn't say the words that felt impossible. That felt like betrayal of Amber even though she'd been gone for two years. Dad understood immediately. Caden Storm, my father, protective and perceptive. "Mate bond? Marcus, are you—are you smelling mate bond? Again?"

Her formerly charming green eyes are now horribly red giving an eerie visage. “I, Allyssa Lausanne of the Oracle Aswang Clan reject you Amante del Fuego, idiotic werewolf of Irati Nardus Pack as my mate.!” was her spiteful words. An unexplainable pain from my chest was what I felt. My heart seemed to be breaking inside and my blood has become a stench of burning acid in every nerves of my muscles. I collapsed to the ground with her. The mate bond being broken is tormenting us both for disregarding the ordained destiny. Amaltheo approached her immediately, and relieved the pain she was feeling. In a moment, her condition improved. She regained her strength and casually threw a glance of pity

Haven flinches back, brow furrowed, and Maya’s eyes flicker with pain and sadness. “Share you?” Haven asks. “Hybrids often have two mates,” Maya says, her voice tight, looking straight at Merina. “And if they only complete the bond with one, if they’re forced to be apart from their other mate with no mark from them and no rejection either, it can…” She trails off, turning to stare out the windows of the packhouse. “It’s not good for them. They end up broken. Incomplete. It’s hard to explain, but it messes with their souls.”

I shrug, walking over to stand beside him. Theochris gazes out the window at the view of the village below. "You have one last chance, my friend. Find her. The last two mates you rejected were pure werewolves, so I'm confident you won't end up with a hybrid. If you do, you're screwed." I laugh at his humor, but I can already feel the guilt weighing on my conscience. My mate is a human, a mysterious human. I quickly turned around and jogged upstairs when he was out of the room.

It would always feel like a part of you was missing; a big part. This mateship thing was like an infection getting worse. The more he tried not to think about Naomi was the more he thought about her. Wasn’t life just a big joker? It had almost killed him to sound flippant and abruptly end the call before she had had a chance to say anything else. But he was acting in their best interests. It was best she didn’t get involved in his world. Being the mate of a hybrid whom his pack hated was a curse. There was the option of becoming a rogue and leaving Carson. He could take Naomi, go far away and start a new life.

He asked again. I took a moment, “Home.” “So why didn’t we see you for three days?” Sigil asked, “Were you sick?” “Uh, no—not exactly.” “Why didn’t you then?” I took a pause, “I’m—marked now.” “Oh.” They both chorused. “What?” Bach exclaimed, “How is that possible? Isn’t that guy, Jasper, your mate?” “I rejected Jasper and he, Damon, is my second chance.” “How is that even possible? How did it happen?” Sigil asked.

When I look at him, he gives me a small smile. “The girls can’t hide their scent.” Leighton is muttering “You can?” I ask, surprised. “Hybrid thing.” Halle mutters. “Good for them, sucks for us.” “You will still be able to scent me as your mate.” Aiden tells me, “I can’t hide that. If anything happens, you will be able to track me." We set off into the darkness of the trees. Moving in silence as we travelled deeper and in the direction where the humans killed the male Wolf.

Her little moans of pleasure—aroused me even now. My wolf was restless at the mere thought of her. Her betrayal was something we couldn’t forget or forgive. It cut deep—still, neither my wolf nor I could live without her. That was the way a mate bond worked. We are never complete without our other half. She was my half. I woke and rushed to the gym—my sanctuary. Punching the bag with no remorse was something I did during my sleep-deprived nights. This is how I cope with my mate’s betrayal. This has been my routine for the past six years.

the man all but sobbed. His companion, Pete, I assumed, hadn't said a word. All he did was stare at me as if I were worse than a cockroach. I focused on Troy again. "Why don't you like me?" "I never said that-" Troy began but was cut off by his friend. "Because you're not one of us. You're a hybrid. An abomination of nature. You deserve to be tortured and killed." Chris jumped forward before I could so much as react, slapping the man across the face. "Keep your hole shut if you want to stay alive."