Hated By My Mate Novels & Stories

Don't ever call me your mate," he said with a frown plastered on his face. "Why?... Why are you doing this to me?" I asked. "It's because you are my enemy and not my mate." "Do you expect me to be with my enemy?" My friend said, and I felt my heart freeze with shock.

"I was, it was a nightmare, I didn't know she was in here, when I woke I heard the whimper. I called the doctor right away. I never... is she?" "She will be okay, thankfully. This is unacceptable Axel. You aren't yourself, you are going to start to go mad boy. Rejecting a mate yet not taking another is going to make you crazy. Nightmares are just the start. You could have killed her Axel. You must choose a mate, it's been a year." The anger in his eyes was overwhelming yet his tone as he spoke to me almost held a concern confusing me as I watched him stand back up before turning to walk back over to where my mother was.

“When I took over the pack the I didn’t want to dip my pen in the company ink as they say. So yeah I am waiting for my mate.” “You make me feel dirty for wanting Catherine the way I do,” Terry says glancing at the bar where the girls are standing. Nova and Juliet are hugging. “If she is your mate you are not dirty,” Oliver tells him. “If she is not your mate you are not only dirty you are a horrible friend to me,” Hank tells him. “If you are her mate then I’m a horrible friend for all the ways I have planned to kill you.” All three laugh. “Would having me as a brother in law be so bad?” Terry asks. .

He said as if that meant something. "What? What are you talking about?" "You're my mate." "You already said that. What's exactly is a mate?" He stood in the middle of the room. "A mate is someone who you are destined to be with for the rest of your life. It's why you feel the sparks when I touch you or why you're always thinking of me." "Who says I think about you?" I snapped. "Do you not?" He eyed me.

She can’t be my mate because we’ve been together for ten years past the maturity of our wolves, they’re not fated, we know that. I think… I think I’m fucking broken. Violet really broke me.

I'm kind of hoping that I'll never find my mate. He threw his head back and I watched the game going on with two of our other friends, competing with a bet between them. “Honestly man, I wish you could have given me a heads up that the other one you rejected was going to leave. She was pathetic but it would have been a dream come true to hit that.” I don't think my fist has ever connected so quickly with another person's face. It happened so fast that by the time I registered it, we were being pulled apart by our other friends while my fist was strong from the blow I just delivered.

Making me more irritated and it feels as if my anger is going to explode. “And I told you I do not what a mate” is all I replied after a few minutes when I felt as if I could not take it anymore. He has to learn that no matter what, I will not have a mate and the faster he learns that, the easier it will be for him and me, as we are one.

he croaked out tears falling from his eyes. "I broke two hearts the night of the rejection Anna's and my true mates, Anna becauseI thought I could give me all of her when I couldn't, and my mates because I shattered her. Not only did I break there hearts, I realized that I broke my heart also I destroyed my heart. My mate is strong becasue she stuck with me untill she couldn't anymore, and once she left me I hated her, when I had no right to hate her, when in reality I should have hated myself. "

I once again halt in my tracks, disgusted and appalled. My mate is a fucking servant?! It's not just his face that is unattractive, his thin body is unappealing as well. How could I be paired with someone so ugly and inferior? It's such a disgrace to my good name! "Mate!?" The man mutters with astounded eyes, the tray of food in his hands shaking. "Shut up!" I snap, wishing he could just vanish into thin air and no one would ever know about this. I take quick steps forward until I am standing right next to him. "I. Am. Not. Your. Mate!" I snarl, my voice laced with anger and hate.

He wanted to shout, to hurl a nasty insult, but I guess just like me, he was powerless when it came to the mate bond. " Mate!" Those were the words that slipped past his lips. Needy, lusty, desperate, that was the tone of his voice. But... his clenched fingers, his red eyes, they told a different story altogether. He hated me. He was disappointed to find out that I was his mate, and so was I. The feeling was mutual. I hated him before, but after finding out that he was my mate, I hated him even more. Why, Moon goddess? Why him?