Hated By My Mate Novels & Stories

“I hate you. I fucking hate you, Nickolas.” *** I emerge from Nickolas’s closet, adorned in his clothes. As he enters with a food tray, a surge of hatred simmers within me. My body aches, and my wolf might never wake up again, all because of him. A part of me contemplates ending my suffering by killing him, yet the mate bond holds me back. If only he would accept my rejection, I'd be free.

His stomach twisted at the care in his voice because Alex wasn't sure he was capable of such tenderness. When he left the room, tears threatened her eyes, and she moved her gaze to his. "Why are you doing this to me?" she asked, her voice loud and drawing attention. "I've waited years to fit in, to have a boy like me, because of you, and now you're trying to ruin me again. Just leave me alone!" The hatred in her voice heated his blood and drained him of every ounce of emotion in his body. His mate hated him. Jane stalked from the room, leaving behind wandering eyes, and against his better judgment, Alex chased after her.

He snaps. I'm taken aback by his outburst and step back. "What is wrong with you?!" I shout. His attitude is not what I expected. "What's wrong with me?! You're what's fucking wrong with me! You go and pull that shit with all my friends here!" He shouts back. "Why do you even care what I do!" "I care because you are my fucking mate and you fucking belong to me." He yells and I do a double take. What the hell is a mate?

he asked in an angry tone. I yanked my hand away from his grip. "Don't touch me. I hate your touch." Adrian looked stunned. I took a few steps back while looking at him. "I hate you more than anything. I hate you more than I hate Alpha Leo. I hate you like no one has ever hated someone before." Adrian shook his head. "No, you can't hate me. I am your mate." I scoffed at him. My feelings for him grew even more bitter. Never in my life would I be able to forget what he did to me. In return, all I could do was hate him.

'' I yelled in disbelief, my mother would never hurt a fly, let alone conspired to kill a human. ''So you think all these are lies, huh?'' he asked with gritted teeth while I shook my head and said, ''Why do you hate me so much, I'm your mate for goddess’s sake…'' I tried speaking, but he choked me by the neck and slammed my back to the wall. ''Never, you are not my mate, you are my half sister, my worst enemy and the person I hate the most in this world.'' He yelled with so much disgust in his eyes.

beyond all the disrespectful stuff I hate him. I hate him so much that I'm beginning to think death is much better than my situation. I was much better in black diamond Pack than in the presence of my mate.

I heard Matteo say to me from behind as he walked into my view, standing before me with a raised eyebrow, and I wasn't shocked because I had perceived his presence a while ago. “Of course, I do. I hate her and want her out of my life for good. She's making me turn into someone I don't recognize. She's making me do things I wouldn't do for anyone and the fact that she's my fated mate makes me hate her more!” I gritted.

he said, and I looked at him with a confused look and an angry look. "As much as I hate and despise you, I can't reject you because you're my fated and destined mate who I've been searching for years,"he said, and I looked at him with a sad look. I don't know why but I somehow felt sad when I heard the statement from his mouth that he hates me. He won't reject me because I'm his mate. Does that mean if I wasn't his mate he would have killed me? I asked myself even though I already had the answer to it.

I tried taking a deep breath, but it only came out as a hiccup. Damn it! My mate didn’t believe me. And no matter how much I tried to tell myself, that I couldn’t blame him, I did! He was supposed to believe me! He was supposed to be the one person - the one who would love me! Instead, I had a mate who not only hated my guts, he did everything in his power to avoid me. He thought I wanted to hurt our bond. And as a cherry on top, he’d had a girlfriend. Someone, he---

The alpha sits himself on a bench that is near before patting next to him on the bench. Nero accepts the invitation to sit but he can feel the weight of his whole world on his shoulders. “I know. Ezra is great, He is my friend. He is kind and caring …” Nero slows down when trying to explain. “But?” The Alpha now questions. “She is my mate. I love her. How can I be okay with someone else holding her?” There he said it a bit of the weight seems to have fallen off his shoulders now that for the first time he was able to tell someone how he really feels.