Broken By My Mate Romane & Geschichten

“You’re my mate. You don’t get to run.” “I don’t even know you!” I’d cried, struggling harder, my free hand slamming against his chest. It hadn’t moved him an inch. “You can’t just— I have a life! I have friends!” His jaw had tightened, rain dripping from his dark hair as he hauled me into the back seat. “You have a life? Drunk in a club, letting strangers look at you like you’re nothing? Pathetic. I dragged you here because you were embarrassing me. Because you slipped and made me look weak in front of my people.”

“From this moment forward, you are no longer my mate. No longer my Luna.” Pain unlike anything I had ever known tore through me. The mate bond—that sacred thread woven into the deepest part of my soul—twisted violently before snapping apart. A broken gasp escaped me as agony ripped through my chest, sharp and devastating, as though my very heart was being torn from my body. I nearly collapsed. “Why?” I choked out, tears blurring my vision. “What did I do wrong?” My voice cracked completely. “I was loyal to you. I gave you everything. I stood by you—”

And then something happened that I had no words for. It started in my chest, a pulling, blooming ache, like a wound opening and healing at the same time. It spread through my ribs and down my spine and into my fingertips where they were still clutching his shirt. The air between us changed, and I felt it so deeply that my eyes filled with tears before I even understood what it was. The mate bond. I had heard the elders describe it. I had thought I understood it. I had not understood it at all. "Finn," I whispered. My voice came out broken in the most beautiful way.

’’ A tear left her eye as she finished her sentence. ‘’I told you that I couldn’t, I didn’t say that I wouldn’t have nor did I say that I didn’t already had. I couldn’t have these feelings for you but I did and I still do. The only deference is that now you are my mate and it's not forbidden. Also, there would be no heartbreak when you find your mate because you already found him and it’s me.’’

Blue blemishes were prominent, as well as scratches. My blood pressure accelerated, more because Zion was out of my hands. He couldn't stand by the fact his 'supposed mate' was hurt. He was ready to burn the whole town and find out who treated her this way. He acted as if she solely belonged to him, but we both somehow knew it's just a result of our frustration, we were tired of finding our beloved mate.

Poor Guy looked relieved that I didn't reject him and our bond as mates. The last time we saw each other was so long ago, even though I know this is part of a dream. He only informed me that my mate was alive in a sadistic manner, denying me the chance to see him. In any case, I would have known if he had died, since when a mate dies, the bond is broken, causing a great deal of pain. Often, I feel his pain and am crippled by it as a result of his beatings. A laugh breaks out when Malcolm sees me keeling over and retching on the floor in pain.

Damn the mate bond. “Aren’t you going to ask?” I waited for clarification. “Aren’t you going to ask why I lied to you?” “It doesn’t matter anymore.” “It does matter, you’re my freaking mate!” Then he sighed. “Do something, anything! Hit me, scream at me. Don’t just stand like that looking…” his voice cracked, “Looking broken because that makes my heart ache even more.”

Love is not like that. At least not my definition of love. I stayed with you for 17 years, Anirudh . Now I can not do it anymore. Everytime my decisions were taken by someone else but today I am making my own decision. I am ending my misery. I am no longer a puppet of yours. I am no longer a prisoner. I am free. I am finally free. Move away Anirudh the car will blast any moment and most importantly it is not your love that broke me. I am broken by the love of my own. My love broke me completely.

Bates grimaced. "You guys aren't doing too good?" He asked. "Some days are better than others. Sometimes I feel like I'm fighting a riptide. I take two steps in the right direction and then, next thing I know, I'm swept back out to the deep." His eyebrows furrowed. "I thought things were supposed to be easy for mates?" I scoffed. "They would be if our mate bond hadn't been broken when Luca couldn't keep it in his pants." I froze as soon as I'd said it.

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,.