Broken By My Mate Novels & Stories

“You don’t look good right now. What happened to you? You haven’t shaved, your eyes are so red and you are drinking when it is still daytime. Did someone break your heart?” Damien asked with concern. “Yes, someone did. Someone broke my heart,” I lamented. “What? Who dares to break the heart of the king and alpha of the Crimson Moon?” He questioned. I let out a sigh and pointed at myself. “I did, Damien. I broke my heart and I have been suffering from the consequences of my actions,” I told him. He looked at me in confusion. “I found my mate and sent her away,” I blurted out. his expression went from confused to shocked.

I had given him everything, and this was how he repaid me – with a new mate and words that cut deep into my heart. I shook my head, trying to dispel the negativity that threatened to consume me but it was of no use. The hurt and anger lingered, like a dark cloud that refused to dissipate. I couldn't help but replay his words over and over again in my mind. "My mate is my priority now," he had said. I will teach him a lesson, I will make sure he pays for hurting me.

he croaked out tears falling from his eyes. "I broke two hearts the night of the rejection Anna's and my true mates, Anna becauseI thought I could give me all of her when I couldn't, and my mates because I shattered her. Not only did I break there hearts, I realized that I broke my heart also I destroyed my heart. My mate is strong becasue she stuck with me untill she couldn't anymore, and once she left me I hated her, when I had no right to hate her, when in reality I should have hated myself. "

And I was well aware they aimed to see Eve and Michael. I glanced at my mate sitting next to me. A smile was on her face. The total opposite of the one I found at the daycare center. She didn't show it much, but the pain was flitting in her eyes. She was like someone in a broken soul already, and it terrified inside of me. But the color returned, and I couldn't be more relieved than this. My mate was slowly back to my lovely Carla. However, one thing still concerned me. Carla still had her wall up. It made me contemplate whether to tell the news or not.

“Can’t a guy come to a restaurant and maybe check on his girl?’ He said playfully flashing me his white perfect teeth. I rolled my eyes and stormed out. And went to my staff only before taking out the envelope. I took the recorder and played it. At first I heard noises from the restaurants and then Knox’s voice. “Is there any way to cut a bond without rejection?” He asked. “Yes,” A woman's voice come in after he spoke. “What is it? Tell me.” There was a long pause. “Tell me, are you planning to break the bond between you and your mate?” Knox cleared his throat. “Well, she and I never really had this bond thing,” he said which made my stomach churned. “And I have chosen a mate for myself. I l

I got up and walked to my room. My heart was breaking into a million tiny pieces. I didn’t think that I would ever be able to put it back together. And he hasn’t officially rejected me yet. I didn’t know how I would survive when he does. Mates can reject each other. It doesn’t break the bond, though. Nothing does. It is only words. But it lets you know that your mate doesn’t want you, and it is horrible. The bond is alive, but you can’t do anything about it.

Raw shock paralyzed me, freezing every muscle as this cruel joke hit me square in the chest. My mate—the one person the universe crafted to love me right—was none other than my husband’s brother. Could I be any more of a walking disaster? My mate's dark, intense eyes traced every inch of me, and I felt completely naked, as though he could see straight into my soul. This bond would be the death of me. Byron already hated me enough to make my life a living hell. Now, adding this bond with his brother would be a nightmare.

Without caring about anyone or anything, I rose shakily to my feet and stumbled out of the room, the laughter of my tormentors ringing in my ears. I left the club and broke down, crying so hard it felt like my eyes might burst from the tears. “What is this pain?” I whispered, struggling to understand the crushing ache in my chest. Was this what breaking a mate bond felt like? It was unbearable, like I was going to die. Going home wasn’t an option that night. Instead, I found a nearby alley and curled up there, letting the night pass with nothing but tears. When morning finally came, I forced myself to go home. But as soon as I walked through the door, a slap across my face greeted me. I met

“I begged. I roared. I didn’t care anymore—I just needed to see her. To hear her say it. Even if it destroyed me.” Hebathi flinched slightly. “But he didn’t bring her. He just stood there… watching and enjoying the sight of me unraveling.” And then my voice dropped. “That’s when it happened.” I looked up at her, and the firelight cast shadows under my eyes. “I felt the tear. The snap. Like something inside me ripped down the middle. Like my soul had been severed.” I tapped my chest once, hard. “The mate bond… it broke.” She inhaled sharply.

The bond throbbed, raw and furious, like it had been torn open all over again. “Did I really just talk back to him?” I whispered into the empty room. My heart pounded wildly. Artemis crouched beside me inside my mind, breathing hard but resolute. You did. And you should have. Tears burned my eyes, but I forced them back. He was our mate. Our equal. Even if the bond was broken, even if it was scarred and bleeding, it was still there. I pressed my palm flat against my chest. “I will endure,” I whispered. “Whatever he throws at me.”