Mated To The Badboy Novels & Stories

inched closer to her through the crowd, her scent growing stronger. My wolf was screaming inside me, his growl rebounding through my head. He was only repeating one word, ‘Mate.’ But that couldn’t be right. I didn’t even know her. Wasn’t I supposed to be mated to someone my family knows?? Dad always told us that 99% of the time we are mated to someone within our own pack or to someone that our family adds pack knows. But Dad’s lied a lot over the years, so I should have figured he lied about other things as well. As I get closer, I hear the girls making fun of my mate about her clothing choice, saying that she looks like a freak in her black chunky ankle boots, fishnets, pleated black skirt

"Your mate is a pussy," I burst out into laughter at Adam's sudden words. It's ugly and loud. I'm snorting like a pig and crying like a baby with tears running down my cheeks. "Oh-my-god!" I shake more laughter out of my system. "Where did you get air from?" Adam growls above me. "What do you mean? The mate-bond is something sacred. I don't get people choosing people who aren't their mate for their partner, be it for power or something else. In my eyes, it's wrong,"

Her voice was getting shriller: "Whether it's true or not, your reputation is completely ruined now. The whole pack will know what kind of person you really are." "When you come crawling back begging Marcus to bond with you—and you will—our family might not even be willing to take you back!" She was practically spitting with fury: "You think you can find someone better than my son? You're delusional! No decent Alpha will want damaged goods!" I was so angry I could feel my wolf stirring beneath my skin, wanting to tear this woman's throat out. But I controlled myself and shot back: "Don't worry about me finding someone, Auntie. I already have a mate—one who's ten thousand times better than Ma

he said irritating me as I shivered. “Soul mates with an Omega? Uttering such words from your mouth could get you killed do you know that? Creed! Can't you see that you're an abomination to my pack, I can't have you around me, don't you get?” I said yelling at him. “I don't care if I'm an abomination or a condemnation, I don't really care, I swear by the moon goddess that I'll never reject you as my mate no matter what and that's final” He groaned at me.

Centuries. Darkness. Loneliness. Waiting. Starving. Dreaming. Praying. Not evil. Not originally. Something abandoned. Something twisted by endless isolation. Something that no longer remembered what it had once been. “She promised.” Pain flooded my chest. “She promised me.” I saw Selene. Broken. Destroyed. Holding her dying daughter. And I understood. The bargain. Not power. Not immortality. Not conquest. Companionship. The creature had been alone. And Selene—

I want this to be over with. “Amelia Hope Robertson.” “I, Dimitri Sky Hemming, reject you, Amelia Hope Robertson as my mate.” Let’s see how you react now. A smirk formed my face. “Are you high?.. Oh gosh I told Trixie not to involve drugs tonight.” I was not prepared for her answer at all. Didn’t they say that once you found your mate, your bond will be very strong that when one rejects you, you will literally suffer from the heart-break?

He continued what he was doing and all of a sudden he walked up to me and I quickly stood on my feet. His eyes were cold. Did I just rile him up? “ I don’t like you, you’re not fit to be called my mate,”he growled , his cold gaze piercing through me. “ I hate you , I don’t want to be your mate ,” I fired back at him. He rejected me, I accepted the rejection, but there’s something skeptical about it. I felt a pull in my heart, but I couldn’t place what it was.

"You two are starting to make me jealous." "I really liked that he stayed, but since then I've been sleeping terribly. It takes me hours just to fall asleep." "Uh oh, sounds like you found out how good it is when he's there, and now you're dependent — like an addict." "Funny. Maybe I need to stop using my phone and computer before bed or something — or I had caffeine too late in the day." "You sound like a grandma, Mia. It's definitely the mate bond; it likes to draw fated couples together. When Liam is in bed with me, I have a much better sleep, and that hasn't changed since we were mated."

Sia asked suddenly and Nate chuckled. “I told you before, I’m all yours” he replied pressing a kiss to Sia’s forehead. ‘You know what Caleb would call him?” he asked and Sia burst into laughter knowing that it was going to be funny. “What?” she asked a full-blown smile on her lips. “A bad girl’s boy or better still the bad girl’s boy” “Hilarious” THE END.

“But just because we have a bond doesn’t make her my mate.” “It kinda does.” Kellen now chuckles at me. “It’s complicated,” I tell him. “It’s really not.” Now he’s just pushing my buttons. “Really?” I growl throwing my pen down, leaning back in the chair and crossing my arms. “What’s not complicated about this whole fucked up situation? Go on tell me? Because I had already chosen someone to be my mate. That person happens to be in a fucking coma knocked up by one of our friends, who happens to be her mate that she cheated on me with. To top off that shit, my fated fucking mate stole your mate’s crown! And even getting past that bullshit, she’s afraid of being touched! How the fuck am I suppo