Mateless Novels & Stories

“Y-you what?” “I told him no,” Bryce said, voice firm now but still calm—no raised volume, just unyielding certainty. “A bond is not something to discard in a moment of pride or anger. It is not weakness. And it is not optional.” He leaned forward slightly, elbows on the table, his presence filling the space without crowding me. “You are his mate, Sarah. The bond was formed the moment you agreed to it. Hunter may have lost his temper last night—God knows, I’ve seen him snap before—but I will not allow him to throw that away like it’s nothing.”

“And no moaning.” “Not fair!” she grumbled, trying to break free. “Fair or not, you know I’m not good at following rules.” He silenced any protests with another deep kiss, as his slow and torturous movements drove her mad. Meanwhile, elsewhere, Matheus moved through the old, empty house. The creaking floorboards echoed through the eerie silence as his eyes scanned every corner with almost palpable anxiety. The daylight streaming through the cracks in the window hit the nailed-down boards, reinforcing the sense of confinement.

There was another silence, this one edged with shock. An older woman to my left gave a tiny nod. “That is the mark of a true Alpha but what did they ask in return?” I straightened my spine. “Nothing. They offered their help freely, because peace has benefited them, too. I trust Viktor.” A few surprised looks met mine, but no one argued. I scanned the room and noticed one thing immediately. Mathias was missing. His usual seat was empty, the polished chair pushed back like he’d left in a hurry.

If I stopped at this point, we both would probably end up losing our minds. When the spell was finally done, the breath that I had been holding escaped my lips as a strong gust. I was so drained that I sat there like a corpse; still, unmoving. I didn’t even have the energy to take my hand off his forehead. “Valence! Let me go!” Nivaan shouted as he sat up with a gasp. “I need to go and meet Emilia. She is about to give…..” His voice trailed as his gaze landed on me. “Who are you?” His eyes widened, “Are you here to stop me from meeting my mate?”

like pillows and whatever else she wanted or enjoyed. "Pomelia," the priestess said softly, rubbing her back softly. "You know mates are a gift from our goddess...if this man is your mate you have to be truthful and accept this." War was surprised at how soft and loving the woman's voice came out. She was like a viper when she spoke to him. "Is he?"

An official notification from the Alpha Council filled the screen: [Luna Wren, the Mate Bond dissolution documents you commissioned have been prepared. They will take effect immediately upon signature by both parties.]

Trust would crumble like ash. “They want to isolate you,” she said, watching herself on the screen. “To make you doubt what’s real.” “They’ll fail,” Lorenzo said. But in his voice, there was something else. Not fear. Resolve. — That afternoon, Isabella found Mateo sitting alone in the greenhouse, a blanket around his shoulders. He looked up when she approached, eyes shadowed. “You said you wanted peace,” she said. “But peace doesn’t come from silence.” Mateo nodded once. “I know.”

he muttered. Matteo’s voice was calm. “Tell your sister to stop acting like a prostitute.” Click. The call ended. Carl froze in silence before groaning internally. Matteo returned his gaze to the night sky, taking another slow drag of his cigarette. He wasn’t interested in distractions. Not women. As unbelievable as it may seem, he was waiting. For his mate. He looked up to the moon in the sky and inwardly cursed the moon goddess — Laughter echoed through the training grounds.

I’ll be fine… I’m sure I’ll be fine…” Her voice faded away as she began another bout of pitiful crying. Mattias remained motionless while his eyes shifted back and forth between us. The unbearable tension stretched out endlessly while seconds turned into hours. His shoulders straightened while his jaw clenched with determination. He faced me completely before speaking my name, "Amélie Jakob." “I reject our Fate Mate bond. Now and forever.” His declaration slammed into me like a physical assault, leaving me speechless.. A sharp and overwhelming pain spread throughout my entire body. The pain appeared inside my chest then radiated outward until it controlled my entire body.

It doesn't how different or same they are. I'll kill them all. “We have ten seconds before the..,” he didn't finish his sentence. The air warped slightly, a rotten smell blooming in the air with such a force I staggered back. Three of them manifested from thin air. They looked ragged, hair missing patches and skin the color of rotten tomatoes. Their eyes were sharp and lucid, in contrast with their appearance. My men took their stance and I smiled. It was a feral thing, this smile. My teeth were clenched and so was my nostrils.