Mated To My Mate's Worst Enemy Novels & Stories

He’s always driving me dumbfounded every time he draws out the topic of us being mates! I’m a vampire, an enemy of their kind. We are enemies, but why? Why is it him? Why am I this bewildered every time he’s around? The strange racing of my beat, the attraction that’s pulling me closer to him. My lips can’t state it but my action does, he is an enemy I could not kill. Because whenever his eyes that holds the vastness of the sea stares at mine, the high walls I built suddenly collapses. “You are my mate, Adira. But you are just like the roses in the wild. Too precious and yet the more I keep, the further it throbs pain. Thus, I’m being naive to chase you, I have lost you once and never the se

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

“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!

My mate is a wolf? That can't be right. No, that can't be. It is my worst nightmare come true. I wanted a mate; I had always wished for one, and he was a wolf. I can't deal with that right now. I thought I was going to die in that cell, and now they are telling me that my worst enemy is the person I have to spend my life with. I did what I had to do. I rejected him even more now that I know he is an alpha. I don't want him in my life.

"That bitch is mine! She's my mate so stay out of this!" I snarl and dig my nails into the ground. Until she decides to reject me, if she does, Hazel is my mate. Mine and mine alone! And she's definitely no bitch! 'Get away from MY mate, rogue scum!' His eyes widen at my declaration and it's then that I pounce.

“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.

I stood beside her at the altar, folding her hand in mine, smiling like I has already won. Because I have. I had everything I ever wanted, everything I was born to have. Only… I could still feel Selene’s skin against mine. Hear her breath, soft and shaky. I had ordered them to burn her chambers down, but her memories still lingered in the space between my ribs. I told myself it would fade. It had to. Mate bonds snapped when one person abandoned it. When the weaker wolf fled. But this goddamn bond didn’t want to fade. It even grew worse.