Fake Mating To My Ex's Powerful Enemy Novels & Stories

I can see the tremor in her fingers as she grips the hem of her dress. I take a step closer, lowering my voice. “I loved you like a sister. I would’ve fought the world for you. Tell me, Lauren, how did you fake it all those years? Through college, through every late-night talk? How did you smile at me knowing you wanted what I had?” Her lips tremble, but the words come out sharp. “You got what you deserved. You betrayed your mate, and I healed him.” A bitter laugh escapes me before I can stop it. I glance over at where Draven’s standing among the other bikers, his face blank but his shoulders tense. Then I look back at her.

I’d barely begun to piece myself back together, and now fate was throwing this at me, at the time when I never expected it to happen? “Rayne, don’t listen to him,” Mateo hissed, his voice urgent and sharp. “This isn’t real. He’s manipulating you. He works for him." But something inside me said otherwise of what my ex mate said. The pull I felt, the fire sparking in my chest, wasn’t something that could be faked or unreal. It was raw, undeniable, and terrifyingly powerful. I opened my mouth to speak, but before I could form the words, the stranger held out his hand, his eyes searching mine.

But she assured me that it would be beneficial for both of us. Reluctantly, I agreed to her proposal. We began our fake relationship, attending pack gatherings and events together, portraying a bond that wasn't truly there. It was challenging to maintain the facade, especially when I longed for a genuine connection with my true mate. Nevertheless, I trusted my beta and believed that she had my best interests at heart.

It was so strong and nice to the extent I couldn't stop myself from getting close to it. I moved closer and closer, as the scent also became stronger. At that moment, the left door flew open, revealing a very familiar figure, my enemy. As soon as I laid my eyes on him, my mind drifted back to the horrible scene of how he ruined me. Jayden Morningstar, the son of our Alpha. My breath hitched, my heart hammering against my ribs as if it would leap out of my chest any moment soon. I stared at him, as my hands ran cold.

“I’ve finally found a few books that mention the fake mate bond, and specifically our version of it. The problem is that when they do mention a way to undo it, which most don’t, they all have a different solution.” Theo consulted his notepad. “Kill the one who cast the spell, kill the fake mate involved, eat only onions for a week straight, share a kiss between the real mates, and one even suggested that a kiss between the fake mates would undo the spell, which makes no sense to me.” I stood up, leaning over the table and grabbing Theo by the collar to kiss him on the mouth. When I pulled away, he was a little breathless as he said, “Did you really think that would work?”

“That was fucking sexy how you put her in your place.” “How many more of your exes will I have to deal with?” “I mean… she will probably be the only one with a problem.” “Wonderful. My mate saught me out, lied and bretrayed my trust just to mark me, take me home so I will have to deal with his jealous ex-girlfriend. Starting out strong.” Giving him a thumbs up, I just had to roll my eyes at him.

Then—“Your mother trusted the wrong person. And so will you.” Kael started toward them, but Bastion caught his shoulder. “Don’t interfere. This is her test. If you intervene, the chamber becomes hostile.” Kael’s jaw clenched, but he stayed put. I forced myself to stand straighter. “These are useless. They’re not real.” The closest echo tilted its head. “Not real? We’re more real than the confidence you fake.” My breath hitched. Mara whispered behind me, “Lana… breathe.”

Caelen watched from the bed, tears streaming down his face. "He faked our bond," I said, burning a photo of Dion and me on some tropical vacation. "Drew marks on his shoulders with makeup and convinced me we were bonded when we never were. Do you understand what that means? He pretended to be my mate while selling company secrets to competitors." "Why?" Caelen's voice broke on the word. "Why would someone do that?"

If only they knew that women have to fake orgasms ninety percent of the time and that’s the minimum. I sigh internally. Jaxon was always great in bed. He was the only man I didn’t need to fake it with. I really did love him. His warriors were a hit or miss. It depended on whether or not they just got back from a battle. Oh well. I hope I will get lucky enough to meet another man that can make me feel that way again. As I was reminiscing, I heard snarling and growling outside. I get up and go to investigate, “What’s happening?” “MATE!”