Forbidden Mate Novels & Stories

Nolan asked. “No, my parents are sick of waiting for me to meet my mate. If I don’t meet him then they will give me to another alpha as his trophy mate.” It made me feel sick just thinking about that. I turned around and punched the punching bag, hard. “They can’t do that,” Nolan replied. “Legally they can. I have checked the laws, any unmated female over the age of twenty one can be claimed by an unmated male of an equal or higher rank even against that woman’s wishes.” I said.

She couldn’t believe she was having this conversation. There were cases of multiple mates in the kingdom, but very rare, and only happened in twins or triplets. She always got goosebumps hearing instances like that. She wasn’t biased or prejudiced. She just couldn’t stand the idea of sharing her mate with others. She couldn’t even picture that. Her education, and the things she had learned and seen, told her that it was unacceptable to share her man with another woman, whether he was the King or not. This idea of being Cory’s one of two mates was purely crazy, and disgusting. “I will never accept that!” she yelled.

“Because we didn’t check it, Emma. We match you and continue with our work, as we always do. But when Clarissa cast the spell, and I accepted, our books spewed strange information. Upon reviewing them, we realized that the magic assigned you a third mate. That space was free.” I cover my face as I feel regret, saying, “Oh no! Another one? What will I do with another mate? I can barely handle them! They will destroy me!” Mom approaches, saying, “now, calm down, Emma. Everything has a solution, but your mates won’t like this.” “Explain yourself.” “You have the right to this, mate, but you can also reject him.” I frown and say, “But if I don’t accept him, then I won’t be able to break the last

But he couldn't punish her, the mate bond had not been severed and he couldn't hurt her. He couldn't even scold her, because for some reason…he had enjoyed her looking at him. Disgusting. This mate bond was making him fucking illogical because how on earth would he enjoy the murderer of his wife staring at him naked? That bond had to be served, as soon as possible. How could he even possible have another mate in the first place? Francia was his mate and she passed, was it that the gods were giving him another mate or he was always destined to have two mates?

She stormed out, slamming the door behind her. My mother finally turned to me, her expression hard and unyielding. “When you’re done playing your games, remember we’re visiting your Luna’s family tomorrow evening. Don’t embarrass me.” I raised an eyebrow, crossing my arms over my chest. “Noted,” I said. Left alone, I turned back to the city, my mother’s words echoing in my mind. I hated the idea of a mate bond. Love was a weakness, a distraction I couldn’t afford. But even as I tried to push it aside, curiosity crept in.

"You can't take it, William. You know you can't." My body stiffened. Because she was right. If she had forced me to Reject her, the pain would have been unbearable. This Mate bond would be broken, and i would suffer from it for the rest of my life. And if she was forced to Mate to another man... I clenched my fists, breathing heavily. The thought of her being in someone else's arms, wanting someone else to smell her... It was worse than death. I swallowed hard and nodded my head in agreement. "Alright. I agree, let elope".

“Mate.” The word is a curse. Four letters that sour on my tongue even as my wolf stirs, begging me to say it back. But I can’t. Not after everything. Not after Braden. The moment I heard what happened to me because of my first mate, I swore I would never let myself be vulnerable again. Even if I wanted to—if I let myself believe that nagging voice in the back of my head whispering that this time it could be different—I can’t. I don’t even have my canines to mark him. Braden stole them from me. What kind of mate can I be when I can’t even claim him? What kind of hybrid wolf has no teeth?

I wanted to get my hands on my own money somehow to pay back the former Alpha and Luna. I knew that did not really make sense because I would technically inherit all of that money as the triplet's mate. I was marked, triple marked, and that was eternal. It could not be undone. Rejections of mates were only valid prior to marking and mating. Once both had been completed, a verbal rejection was just a bunch of empty words. Also, leaving a mate or mates in my case by whom you had been marked was excruciating for both sides.

Emma rubbed her eyes and added. It was forbidden to mark somebody’s mate forcefully. If done, the marked one would be under a momentary trance, accepting the marker as the destined mate. But once the effect wears off, only death awaits the assaulter. There’s a little problem in Amelia and Kieth’s case: they were already mates! So, technically, Kieth didn’t qualify as an assaulter. He didn’t mark anybody else but his own mate, which makes him free of any charge. As for any mate being forcefully marked by their destined partner, there wasn’t any precedent to this. Under normal conditions, the destined partners could not wait to mark each other.

“You really don’t know, do you?” “Know what?” My voice cracked with dread. He stepped closer, eyes burning into mine, and whispered the truth that shattered me. “A saint is forbidden from having a mate.”