Mated To My Mate's Worst Enemy Novels & Stories

“She turned him into a weakling. Just like his mother did to his father. You think I didn’t see it? Ainsley was once feared. Now he’s pathetic…chasing her like a damned pup.” “She was his mate!” Ellison growled. “And you tried to destroy her.” “She should’ve died the moment she took hold of him.” Old Williams’s voice was like venom. “I should have drowned her as a baby. Maybe then this pack would still be led by a true Alpha.” Ellison stumbled back, horrified. “You watched her grow up. You held her when she cried. And now you say this?” “She’s a curse,” Old Williams hissed. “Just like every mate who drags a wolf down. This family should be iron. Not bleeding over some pretty face.”

Rory He’s my mate. My fated mate. And he hates me. I almost laughed at the irony of how unlucky I am. I am the unluckiest person who has ever existed. “How are you feeling?” Jaxon asked, snapping me from my train of thought. I turned to look at him; he had his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket, bouncing on his heels. I glance at him and think he must be lucky to have Marissa as his mate. I’m glad for him because he deserves that kind of love.

After all I'm his mate, let the whole world know the type of Alpha he is. "How dare you slap me, have you forgotten that I'm the Alpha?" He holds my ponytail so hard, grabbing my check firmly with his right hard, he kicks hard at me and I fall rolling on the floor. My throat chokes, tears of betrayals forming in my eyes. I wonder why I should feel betrayal for him even when I don't truly want to be with him, but on a contract. The mate bond is strong here, though he's my enemy, my wolf can't stop feeling betrayed and cheated on. I curl up on the floor in my underwear and pants, when another kick comes, this time around, hitting me hard on the stomach. I sense I'll throw up blood, I hold my t

Of course, he will pick her side after the mate-bond has kicked to life. "Mate..." Finn whispers. "You're my mate..." I stare at the couple, and I think I'm going to be sick. Nothing I've ever felt can compare to the pain ripping open my chest right now.

Not a friendship but there is more to that which I couldn't place my finger on what exactly that could be. "I don't…. Uh. Have no idea what you are talking about," I said, avoiding the words rolling out from my lips like I was stammering. "Is he your mate……. Are you two mated?" My bones cringe at that one word **MATE** me and Allen mates! That sounds fascinating! Incredible!! Hell, no……. This is the craziest thing ever, never!! Mated to Allen and Albin, that means that I need to go and start digging my grave by now.

The real Alpha—not the man she'd dressed in pink and dragged around like a prize. Then she broke character. Her gaze flicked toward the door Freya had exited earlier,and the hate that twisted her face made my stomach churn. "This is all her fault," Mia spat,voice dripping venom. "That plain little nothing's been obsessed with you since day one. She's jealous. She'll never have what we do—a true mate bond." A chilling smile curved my lips as the truth slotted into place. "What we have," I said,voice as still as death,"is nothing."

However that wasn't for her, she had just gone through a heartbreak, and she couldn't afford to experience the same thing; only if she comes out of that one alive. "Do you think so?" He questioned, his eyes piercing into hers. She wondered who the man was, to be so confident to claim her his, even when she refused. And her senses told her that that kind of man must be dangerous, and one must flee from him. "Yes," she answered, swallowing hard. "The mark... is nothing, and moreover you can't make me do what I don't intent to do" "I think I can make you do more." Unknown to her that Logan Knight had no intention in letting her go, it'd taken him years for him to finally found a mate.

The mothers wiped the tears of joy from their eyes, while the fathers clapped their sons on the back with expressions of softness. Unfortunately, I had no one standing beside me. ‘Not that I expected any different.’ The Bloodwyn pack had never pretended to care about me; Cassandra Montclair. To put things bluntly, I was tolerated. A packmate by default, not by choice. An orphan wolf with no bloodline worth mentioning and no rank worth protecting, and the pack had made sure I understood exactly where I stood for as long as I could remember. But the mate bond was different. The mate bond was the one thing that rank couldn't buy and blood couldn't manufacture. It was the Moon Goddess's design,

I stared at him, as my hands ran cold. As soon as he laid his eyes on me, I slowly retracted, shaking my head. No, no, he can never be my mate. Flashes of the night he ruined me replayed at the back of my head as if drafted there already. My eyes burned as tears welled up in them. I raised my hands, covering my mouth as I retracted into the crowd. But as I had anticipated, he began running towards me. He was so fast I could not even run past the guards before he caught up to me.

Us being mates is a joke made by the moon goddess. I pushed myself off the wall. I have decided. I hated him. Every inch of my body felt rage when I remember all those times he tricked, pranked, and even lied to me. How will I ever know that he is telling the truth? If this is one of his schemes. That he would go this low. Can I risk it? "I, Samantha Parker from the Moonlight Pack," I will never know if he is telling the truth. "Accept Ryder Jackson as my mate." But part of me is willing to believe him.