Romans & histoires Forced To Be His Bride Fated To Be His Mate

“You belonged to me. The Moon Goddess ordained it. She marked you as mine, bound us together, and I didn’t give a damn how it was going to happen, but nobody—not even my father—would take what belonged to me.” I laughed, “Belonged to you? I wasn’t a possession—” “I would have you as mine.” His eyes blazed amber fire. “You would not marry my father. Even if I had to carry you out of that mansion myself, you would not—” “You didn’t get to decide that.” “The mate bond—” “Could rot in hell along with you.” I shoved at his chest. “The mate bond was meant to be honored? Fine. You dishonored it the moment you took money to fuck me and throw me away.”

I snapped. He stood up and started to pace at the edge of the bed. “You can’t ask for a divorce, Dahlia, you can’t. We are mates. Mates are meant to be together.” At the reminder of the damned mate bond between us, anger flashed in my veins. One year ago, when Zayden had deceived me into getting married, he came clean and told me that I was his mate. Which was part of the reason why he forced me into this moon forsaken marriage. His grandfather had learnt about the mate bond, and the pressure on Zayden had made him lure me into…this arrangement.

Her Unloved Mate Her Chosen Mate Purchased By The Mafia Can't Help Falling in Love My Bride is Not a Human Chosen By An Alpha My Girlfriend is Mafia Queen . Rebecca's POV . . . "I do.", The moment I said those two words, my mate, Jasper crashed his lips over mine. Finally, I got married to the love of my life, my mate. I felt his canine near the nape of my neck and soon he punched my white skin. I felt my body begin to accept him and our joining was so powerful that I had forgotten about everything and everyone around us. Jasper's canine was sinking deeper into my neck. I wanted to do the same but Jasper had asked me before to mark him during the night. And for his happiness, I agreed to it.

As soon as he licked her neck and lifted his head, Leita grabbed his robe to stop the man. “Take me, Curtis!” The beta stared at her jaw dropped, he had just heard stories about the mate bond being aphrodisiac. Now that Leita looked at him with dreamy eyes how could he reject the command of his ‘newly mated bride.’

Sometimes omegas are forcefully marked, which forces them into a mate bond that they don’t want. For me, it was different when Valen forcefully marked me as we were already fated mates. At the end of the day, we don't have a choice. We are together because we are fated, not because we choose to be. However, that is slowly changing. Yes, we might be fated, but we are slowly choosing one another not because we have to but because we want to.

he said and I sighed, frustrated "Why? Why on Earth are you doing this to me? Why does it have to be me? Why do you have to marry me?" "Do you think I want to marry a weak human? Do you know the disadvantage position I'll be in by being bonded to someone as weak as you? Am being forced here too Luna, am doing this because I have no choice, I made you a promise years ago and I have to keep it" he said and tears rolled down my eyes "I don't want to marry someone as scary as you are" "Neither do I want to marry someone as weak as you are" he said "Then why are you doing this if you don't want it too?"

“I’m not. You—my mother’s your mate.” What has he done? He doesn't even flinch, he doesn't deny that fact. Instead he just watches me as he keeps moving until he's at the edge of the bed, then he climbs on slowly, and the patience he has is like a predator who knows that surrender is coming soon. “She was never my mate,” he says, crawling forward until his body hovers just above mine. “Not by blood, not by scent and note by fate. She was a contract, a forced bond and mate. You are fate.”

There was no way he'd accept her as his mate; not when he had Sheila in his life. "It's really not funny you know. We always fight against one another because of our greed for power and dominance and it's ruining us all! This is why it would be easy for the creatures cursed by the sun to completely end us. I sense they are here and they've started to take us down by even making us suspect each other." She tells him, raising her voice slightly. Damien sighed. "If really all you are saying is true, I have no problem creating a pact with you but where the issue lies is that, I cannot accept you as my mate because I love someone else." He said truthfully.

He did not give a damn about concealing his attraction for me. “It is different and you know why. It’s like a bloody auction.” I debated with aggravation, after slipping a foot out and standing before him. “All chosen mates will eventually meet their fated mate. There is no guarantee that they will have the willpower to resist or reject their moon-blessed mate when that time comes. The mate bond pulls the most stubborn hearts into becoming one with love. Besides, some females are not given the choice.”

Liam smiles and leans closer- he lets his forearms rest on both sides of my head. Our bellies are touching; I can feel his groin on my lap. My body tenses up. Being his whore, bearing his child, then what? He would take his sharpened claws and slit my neck open on the birthing bed? I would suffer through hell to bear his child only to be sent to the true hell? My mate licks his lips and smirks. "I would never take a rogue into my bed. But you are my mate, so what choice do I have? Children born of fated mates are often stronger...my heir must be strong."