His Broken Mate Novels & Stories

"Listen, I am your mate, and mates choose each other no matter what." I took my hands from him, then took a step backwards to raise my hand between us. "Stop, just stop it. You broke the mate bond, and whatever is broken cannot be fixed without leaving a crack behind. This is the crack I have to deal with." "So, the crack is to want to keep two alphas for yourself?" "No, the crack is that you, my alpha, owe me a regret. Right now, I am not seeing you regretting as you should, rather, you're turning back to be evil."

I watched with my own eyes as Archer saw my name pop up on his screen, hit the hang-up button without a second thought, and then immediately directed his gaze back to Camille on the track. There wasn't even the slightest pause. It was like his eyes only had room for Camille, and no one else. The instant the call was hung up, the mating bond—already riddled with holes—snapped like a thread overwhelmed by the final straw. It shattered into dust in my consciousness with a hollow 'thrum.' There was no ripping pain this time, just a slight, almost non-existent tremor, followed by an overwhelming emptiness. Frost curled up deep in my mind. No anger, no hurt, not even the instinctive whimper it use

She was clearly sobbing her heart out. I nodded, “Yeah, just a bit nausea, thank you.” I half smiled, my heart sympathizing with her. I can’t imagine my life without my mate, I can’t even try to imagine what she was going through right now. I heard that once the mate dies, the bond is broken painfully and not even years may heal that loss and even more painful for the Alpha if he loves his mate greatly. A bad person or not. I just hope she’ll find happiness elsewhere.

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

they didn't even tell me good bye. Some minutes after 4,I finally got home,this was the earliest I'd gotten home since I resumed from my maternity break,that sounded really weird. I got to the gate of our home and punched in the code for the gate,I drove in to the garage and safely parked the car in its place;I got down and went straight to the door of the mansion,I could ear screaming and crying from my kids. Panicking,I searched my suitcase frantically for my keys,what could be wrong with my girls......?

"I accept. Our bond is broken with the blessing of the Goddess.' Axen tried and failed to hold back another howl. In the end he let loose a loud heart breaking cry that felt like a dagger to my heart, then fell back hitting the hard Chapel floor with a thud. There is a rush for the door, there's a feeling of panic in the room. I don't think any of us has seen a rejected mate react that way. Normally it is painful but it isn't normal for the mate to retaliate...his wolf was ready to attack....unheard of. The attendants and Axen are the last to leave the Chapel and I go with them back to the car where the physician is waiting. The car has left the compound and I'm alone. I'm trying to

It craves something that I can’t give it, my mate's touch. Drying off, I pull on some sleep shorts up just enough to cover the goods but low enough to show off my V-shaped muscles. I don’t know why, because it’s not like I’m going to find my mate sleeping in my room. I climb into bed and lay down. I stare at the ceiling, waiting for sleep, when I feel a pain in my chest. Mate. Our mate is hurt. Dom screams in my head. What? Like dead? No. She’s in pain. Her heart is broken. Someone hurt our mate.

I was a failure in every possible way, a traitor to the woman I loved and a traitor to my pack. The only thing that kept my heart beating at all was the smallest, flimsiest spark. An idea so faint and foolish that I couldn’t even let myself think it. But even in the numbed haze I stumbled through, as my pack and my life fell apart around me, it still burned with a quiet light. I knew what it felt like when a mate bond was broken by death. I’d felt it before, with Bria. Here and now, with Michaela gone, it felt…different.

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 got up and walked to my room. My heart was breaking into a million tiny pieces. I didn’t think that I would ever be able to put it back together. And he hasn’t officially rejected me yet. I didn’t know how I would survive when he does. Mates can reject each other. It doesn’t break the bond, though. Nothing does. It is only words. But it lets you know that your mate doesn’t want you, and it is horrible. The bond is alive, but you can’t do anything about it.