Black Widow Spider Kills Mate Novels & Stories

Perhaps if I knew who killed him or who knew of his whereabouts, I could make a deal. “Perhaps it is only a rumor,” she stated, rubbing her chin. “Achilleas was murdered by his own mate.” The mug shook in my hand as I gawked at Mama Owen. “What?” “Shocking, I know but it is not impossible. Do you know what a mate means to a werewolf? It is a muzzle, a shackle to rein in their wildness. A weakness under the guise of affection, and in his case, Achilleas’ achilles heel. Everything they are becomes nothing once they bond with a mate. A man as strong as he will put everything down for the one he desires. No one knows who the mate is, if he or she is still alive. Only the mate knows what exactly

If it was up to me, I would take all of it from her. “She could feel it and it made her sick. 1006 stabbed himself in the stomach trying to die and Maddie was hurt by it. The bond won’t kill her if he dies- she will feel pain but be okay, but they will be able to feel one another without actually marking and mating which is extraordinary.” “Extraordinary?” I ask. “Of course, it is to you It’s not your mate who is stuck to your TWIN brother. A brother you thought you killed but now they have a bond without even trying.”

she chokes in a wavering whisper and her head was severed from her shoulders. "No! What have you done?!? What have we done to you," I shout in angry sobs. She plunged the sword in Rose's stomach and the leopard holding me back lets me go. I fall to my knees, trying to wake up from this nightmare, but the lack of pull through the mate's bond was enough to know this is real. I couldn't even feel Arabella anymore and looked pleading eyes to the crazed woman who just killed my mate and unborn child. "Kill me, please?"

Chapter 58 - Raven: Chillin’ With Grodon Royals. It was now the fourth fight, the first two had ended very quickly, and in both fights, it was the challengers who were killed, the two women were able to protect their mates, though I do not know their stories, whether their own mates were happy with them or they also want to be with the challenger. But, I guess, with the action made by the man on the second fight, he was extremely mad at his own mate for she killed the challenger, it was evident at that scene that the male werewolf had a feeling with the challenger, yet his mate had killed it.

And eventually I might have to step down from my position. To secure my future with a worthy she-wolf, I needed to kill that pathetic excuse of a human mate. The mate who would only bring misfortune for me. As I didn’t mark her yet, I would be able to get past the painful phase of mate loss. I would be in physical pain for some days but I would be able to get it through. I would be able to get another mate. Or If I didn’t get another mate, it would be okay as long as I got another she-wolf.

My eyes started to get moist again. "I won’t let you kill him." my wolf said in a calm voice, "If you kill your mate, you’ll be dead, and I’ll be dead as well. I don’t want to die." "How are you going to stop me?" I frowned. The spiders seemed to detect the movement of my eyebrows and started to move towards my forehead.

“I’m scared of werewolves because my parents were killed by a pack of wolves right before my eyes.” Her words left me speechless, as I never imagined that her phobia of wolves had generated from such a terrible experience. Noticing I'd gone completely quiet, she raised her head to look into my eyes and my heart fell more than it had for her. Her glassy watery eyes held so much pain, yet, so much love shined through the pain. She was an epitome of beauty and I was grateful to the moon goddess for bestowing such beauty into me by making her, my mate.

"And I will kill you. But it will be slow and painful. You will feel the life draining out of you, and you will know how I felt the last two years." He lifted his hand and grabbed her throat. And he froze, the same moment she did. Both their eyes widened at the same time. It couldn't be. The sparks of the mate bond roared to life the moment they touched. They were mates.

Alexander heard the movement and swiftly dodged, escaping unscathed. "Aaah!" Someone nearby was not as fortunate. Having been struck by the poisoned mud, their body corroded into a puddle of pus instantly. The corrosiveness rivaled that of strong sulfuric acid. This person was simply unlucky, guilty of nothing but being too close to Alexander. This scene naturally attracted onlookers, but upon seeing the assailant, they all fell silent. The woman was Samuel's fiancee known as Black Widow. No one dared to provoke her. "Keep staring, and I'll have your eyes gouged out and pickled." Black Widow had just killed someone but acted as if nothing happened.

Vladimir asked, curiosity in his eyes. “Let me finish leech.” I said, standing up, “After he killed her, he found out about his child, the witches came and told him what was all the plan about. It devastated Count Vlad. He didn’t feel the mate bond break the moment he killed his mate, but he surely felt it after he held her bloody body in his hand.” “What was her name?” Vladimir asked.