Bought By My Mate Novels & Stories

My Alpha mate put our sex tape in the werewolf arena as a prize for the winner, just because I defeated his mistress in the werewolf arena a year ago. A year ago, I had my eyes set on the prize from the werewolf arena—a pair of rare ruby healing crystals. I wanted to have them embedded in the mating rings for me and my Alpha mate, Damien. As the only daughter of the Moonborn Pack Alpha, the most powerful pack in the entire northern territory, I won the combat easily.

Why is my Mate on a poster? I pull myself far enough away from my wolf to remember how to read, and my heart cracks, bleeds and trickles away through the paving under my feet at what I read. My Mate is not “a musician,” she is a star, a headliner, a top billing. I’m using the shelter to hold myself up as I shakily make my way around to the inside and sink onto the narrow bench there. I don’t have much data allowance left on my phone, but I use it all now looking up my Mate, on the Internet.

"Since you can not get a mate, we found a fake mate for you and you have no choice but to accept" " A... A fake mate?!"

“She’s ours. We’ve already rejected her once, but fate’s given us another chance. Do not let anyone take her from us.” I could feel the weight of his words pressing down on me, the frustration mounting. It was true, she was ours in a way no one else could understand. But I couldn’t. Not after what I did. The rejection still stung, still haunted me, and the truth was that I couldn’t just turn around and claim her. “You know why,” I murmured under my breath. “I rejected her. She’s not my mate anymore. It’s too late.” But that was when it hit me—the scent.

After all, we all very possessive of our mates. “I can’t stay with these people who treat me like trash.” He complaint and made a mental note to make my mate feel special always. Once Vince slept, I opened my mind link to talk with my dad. When I didn’t return to my Kingdom on the very same day, my dad instantly figured out that I found my mate because there could be No good reason other than my mate because I could increase my stay. “I was really worried for you, Crystal. But leaving that topic aside, congratulations on you founding your mate,”

Images of my mate appeared in my mind again. 'I found my mate,' I replied, anticipating his reaction. He sat there for a few seconds, processing the information I just gave him. Then his jaw dropped and his eyes widened. "You found your mate?" he shouted, making me wince. I slowly nodded. He jumped up from the couch and rushed over to me, a wide grin on his face. "This is perfect! You need a luna. A mate. Someone to help me with you!" The last part I knew was a joke. Both he and I knew he had no problem with helping me. Since we're practically brothers.

He recommended I was surprised by his words but I fade them away immediately "Dad I promise this time, I will find a mate…" I said while holding his arms warmly "Thank you" I said to the server who served us a drink on his tray. I knew he was shocked by what I said to him, but I meant my words "a mate I must find," I said to myself, sipping the drink and looking out on every guy that past by "you have nothing to worry about, you have a mate already and he is taking you home today"

“Well, I get to buy you this distribution place, grow your business out of the kindness of my heart.” “Why would you buy that for me?” “One day, when you accept we are mates, these conversations won’t happen. Plus, I bought it with my own money. Not the pack’s money.” “You make it hard to love you.” “Just because you want to fight with me and I’m not giving it up, doesn’t mean I don’t want to ruffle your feathers.” “Tonight was not a win for us.” Once all the conditioner was rinsed out, I just stood there.

“Y-you what?” “I told him no,” Bryce said, voice firm now but still calm—no raised volume, just unyielding certainty. “A bond is not something to discard in a moment of pride or anger. It is not weakness. And it is not optional.” He leaned forward slightly, elbows on the table, his presence filling the space without crowding me. “You are his mate, Sarah. The bond was formed the moment you agreed to it. Hunter may have lost his temper last night—God knows, I’ve seen him snap before—but I will not allow him to throw that away like it’s nothing.”

I picked up one and it read, “fat for life.” Another read, “had to buy a mate.” Another read, “fake mated.” I couldn’t touch another. I’d kill for a match, to burn this whole stupid school down! Tears began to well in my eyes and I swallowed hard, sticking my head into my locker to hide my face. When I realized I had not one but TWO mates, and they were hot as hell, I thought my life would get better. Easier at least. So far, it wasn’t looking that way.