Mated To My Mate's Worst Enemy Novels & Stories

On the other hand, the revelation brought a profound disappointment somehow with my mate being connected to my enemies. Meagia, whom I held dear to my heart and grew close to, had an association with my worst enemy. However, I still believed that she herself was not aware of it. And upon thinking close I was sure that neither Lily had any clue about it. Or else why would she befriend my enemies. Meagia was not only wolfless and my mate but also the sister of my worst enemy! How worse could things get anymore? On the other hand, Lily was his mate whom he had kidnapped. Zilver Zarcavier.

"Did you fake this to frame us? I’m telling you, don’t even think about it. She’s my wife!" My wolf’s lip curled. Even now… still acting. "Lover?" Anderson repeated the word lightly. I felt his gaze land on me. My hair was a mess. My breathing uneven. My eyes were still burning from tears I hadn’t realized were there. He smirked. "No," he said casually, "she’s my enemy." I blinked. My wolf paused. Of course, I was his enemy. He still believes I had killed his mate. The man looked confused. "What?"

But he will one day soon. Usually I am a very laid back guy. I don't allow many things to bother me. But after hearing that Multiple males have voluntarily harassed Our Mate on several occasions has me angry as hell! I have never been this upset before. The truth is, I envy them. I have always wanted to own all of My Mates 'Firsts.' But those bastards have robbed me of this one! As I glance around at the other guys. I notice just how pissed off they are also. Good, so it isn't just me alone. Our Mate is the most important person in this world to us. And to know that anyone has touched her in the way only WE shall touch her, has us BURNING WITH RAGE!

Renee can’t bring herself to say it. “ Mate Mark. ” I utter and the world slows down for a while. “ Who was it? Did you find your mate? ” She steps away from me cautiously. Deep grey eyes keep revolving in my mind. The indifference, the amusement, and the strange glint. My heartbeat escalates until I can’t breathe anymore. No way. A Princess marked by a man she doesn’t even know…That sounds just…Impossible. This man is from the South, an enemy and he is a Lycan which means he is closely related to the man I am promised to. That’s just oil to the fire.

I responded calmly, finishing my plate. “You don’t look or sound terrified.” she arched an eyebrow. “You’re my mate. I don’t think you’ll hurt me. Takes a real psychopath to hurt their mate. And nothing about you has indicated you to be that type of person.” I shrugged. “It's not unheard of. For mates to mistreat the other.” she whispered so softly I almost didn’t hear her.

I thought hatred was enough, but if she wanted to get down to the death enmity, I'd gladly give her. “I'll have your stuff packed into my room, i'll have my eyes on you all day and night onward… I would not let you out of my line of sight, ever. You thought being mated to me was bad enough? Well…Welcome to hell; I'll show you what being mated to me actually means.”

He will not make his other half, he is just a selfish man who only knows how to destruct and nothing else. "You will be Luna because alpha Marco is your mate so never bow down in front of any Luna," I said to her, and she make a sad face "I don't like alpha Marco and alpha Stefano said that he is a bad man," she said to me and how can I forget that alpha Stefano only spread hate? His life is full of hatred, and he has nothing more to offer. "He is a good man and gives him change. You will fall in love with him because you are his mate? Didn't you feel any connection towards him," I asked her because It's natural to feel a connection towards the mate.

After all she is the enemy here, and in my territory. I woke up the next morning feeling groggy. It’s not like I got much sleep after finding out my mate is the enemy. But now that I know, it’s my mission to make her life a living h*ll and destroy her. I will make her bow down to my feet and she watches her precious kingdom fall.

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 tried to hate her. Every blood I take becomes my enemy. That’s how it’s always been. So I took from her.” I scoffed. “And?” “And it didn’t work," my heart skipped. “But I've found a solution,” he said, and for the first time his voice changed, “I found my mate.” The word hit me like a slap. “You did what?” “I found my mate,” he repeated, slower now. There was something almost soft in his eyes. Something dangerous. “She might be the cure to my curse.” “That’s impossible,” I snapped. “Your mates always die. You drain them. You destroy them.”