Novel & Cerita Mated To My Mate's Worst Enemy

She instructed without looking away from me. "Cullen, show them the body." I ordered Cullen who bowed before leaving the throne hall with the crescent men. Immediately after their departure from the hall leaving just me and my newly found mate, I rose up from my throne and went to her. "Oh. What a day! So I am mated to an enemy." I chuckled but it soon faded quickly when I noticed the hurt written all over her expression by my words You shouldn't call our mate our enemy! My wolf growled at me. She is my enemy! I snapped back at my wolf.

“Do you think I will allow myself to succumb to your charms? You are my enemy’s daughter, you have the blood of a murderer!" I trembled at the rage in his eyes, cutting daggers into my chest. “We’re mates,” I told him softly, trying to reason out with him. Mates don't betray each other. They stayed together and fulfilled their destiny as one, or they would die slowly. Unless they reject each other as Boris had done to me. "You are not my mate. I don't have a mate who's my enemy's daughter." He said contemptuously. "Then reject me!" I challenged him.

“No way, it can't be. this devil can't be my mate, “I muttered. I frowned and charged towards him, I would rather have him dead than him becoming my mate. I struck him with the sword but he was quick and blocked the sword from cutting him. Indeed he was skillful as everyone had said, he grabbed me and placed his sword on my neck. I knew he felt it too because he immediately dropped his sword and muttered something to himself, his eyes widened in surprise as he couldn't stop staring at me. There was no way I would have a future with my enemy so I pushed him and ran out of the pack and into the woods. I ran as fast as I could but he followed behind and beckoned me to stop which I paid no atten

I traced my thumb along her jaw, wiping a tear she didn’t even notice had fallen. “Sabrina… I have enemies. More than most people could ever imagine. And they can’t hurt me. I’m cursed and invincible.” My voice lowered. “But the moment they learn I have a mate… they know exactly where to strike. They would come for you. You would be their weapon.” Her breath shuddered. She nodded slowly, understanding settling in her eyes like a quiet acceptance. She scoffed bitterly, fresh tears pouring down her face. “What's wrong?” I asked.

' "What did you think about when you created the will for your knife?" At that question, Ivor supported himself on the wall and drank a mouthful of wine. As he began to speak, a bitter smile appeared on his face. "You must know that I've never been too interested in cultivation, I was just a simple noble. I fell in love with a beautiful woman and she had the same feeling for me. Yet, my status wasn't good enough and she was then married to another family. From that moment on, the "Attunement" method has been precluded from me. The moment when Heavens and Earth feel that you don't believe in their fairness, you will lose all your chances to ever hear the language of the "Breath"."

“She’ll be in the front row, right next to me.” I scoff, crossing my arms to glare at him. “You mean as your unwilling prisoner? No thanks. Been there, done that.” “As my mate,” he corrects smoothly, though my blood runs cold when his grin shows every tooth. It’s not a safe smile, but the smile of someone who knows they’ll win, no matter what. “Or you can be my favorite enemy. Either way works and has you at my side.” “You would have your enemy sit beside you?” I question, confusion in my voice that I can’t mask.

She was supposedly his biggest enemy in the life nevertheless, the way he worried about her or for that matter, the way he indirectly just went and made the dangerous pledge— it gave rise to a thousand confusion in their hearts. And those confusions were so intense and irritating that it could not be left hidden for his best friend to comprehend everything within no time. Zander understood she was his mate— that mate who he took more than necessary time to realize for. That mate for whom he was doing everything possible to keep her life save however it can't be neglected that she was the same mate he had tried a million times to hurt!

“L-Lance?-” He pointed a furious finger at me, his eyes blazing with hatred. “You should be grateful I even accepted you after what your father did!” he snarled. “Your father, the traitorous beta, lied and manipulated my father—got them both killed! I took you in out of mercy, made you my mate, and this is how you repay me?!” Tears blurred my vision, but I caught a glimpse of Arielle behind him, her lips curved in a satisfied smirk. She was enjoying every second of my humiliation. I clenched my fists, trembling with anger.

Dust covers the edges now, but when I touch it, the air shifts—memories flooding back like ghosts. I built it myself, for our child.“Mine,” I whisper, gripping the wood until it splinters. Outside, wolves howl in unison—a signal that the Shadow Guard has moved. The storm begins tonight. But even as I stand there, I can feel something strange threading through the bond—a flicker of resistance. Selene is fighting me by pushing against the mate bond. I can almost hear her voice in my mind. My jaw tightens, a growl building deep in my throat.

To him it's an insult that his mark had been removed and replaced the one of my true mate. "Now if only we could get rid of that." He growled. "I know." I glanced down and then back up to him. "In a way though, it works to your advantage." "How?" He arched an eyebrow. "Just think about it, I met my fated mate but in the end I still chose you." He seemed to relax at my words. "And now you can make him pay later on." I knew what was driving Matteo's motivation right now, revenge. If I had him thinking this was beneficial to him then he'd shut up about it and not belittle me for letting my mate mark me.