Mateless Novels & Stories

My soul cried out in silent supplication. But the spark died out. His face hardened again. “I, Alpha Mikail of the Silverbane pack, reject Lyra Blackthorne as my mate.” The world shattered around me. No. No, no, no. The pain of rejection was a fire that pierced my chest, but this time… it was worse. I felt my wolf howl inside me. Her lament was heart-wrenching, and then… silence. Emptiness. My wolf died inside me. A heart-wrenching scream escaped my lips and I collapsed to the ground, unable to stand. The bond broken twice… was a fate worse than death.

Aria announced and my blood boiled within me as I scanned my brain, wondering how best to end their lives. "Why? Why are you doing this?" Nora whispered as tears clouded her eyes and my heart broke for her. "Don't act all sob as though you actually loved me." Jasper rolled his eyes. "I did, you were my mate for heaven's sakes." Nora pointed out and Aria cleared her throat. "About that..." She began. "We were neither of your mates." She announced and I held my breath. "That's not possible," I interjected and she smiled at me. "But it is Silas. A little potion from a witch here and there and poof, you have yourself a mate." Aria explained and a son tore through Nora.

Artemis sadly sucked in a breath through clenched teeth, “The game ends here and so does your mate, Valen.” “Bullshit!” I bellowed, watching my bleeding mate hang horizontally in the air. “Raina and I are one. I can share my safe glass tiles with her because mates share souls. We share everything. It's the ultimate rule of the mate bond, and even you have to honor that.” Artemis stared at me with a perturbed thinking face. The murmuring foreign voices erupted, making known the invisible presence of the other gods. “No freebies, Valen.” She said, sounding mournful.

As the Gray Moon Packs leave with their dead Alpha, Nate notices an odd look on Dylan’s face. “Dude, are you alright?” Dylan blinks and looks at his friend and mutters in a dulled tone. “He is my mate.” Nate blinks at him in confusion. “Who?” Dylan looks in the direction of departing Felix and Nate follows his eyes. His jaw drops when he realizes what Dylan is hinting at. “Felix is your mate!” Nate exclaims in a high-pitched tone, his two brows up on his forehead. Dylan nods with a complicated expression, difficult for his best friend to read.

It began to show Millions of other Marbles, each one pulsing with the light of a different "Pack." Elara is in the "Real World," but she’s just discovered that her battle was only one "Instance" in a multi-billion-dollar industry of "Soul-Harvesting." And the "Mother" is the CEO.

Many of us have fallen victims of the atrocious Head of the Council, and it’s time to put a stop to his abominable acts and deceiving behavior. We will shape history. “I’m coming, Allaya! Wait for me just a little longer, my love!” I mind link my mind blowing beautiful and pretty much unique mate. I miss her already, but there was no answer from her part. “Allaya?” I try to contact her again. ‘I can’t sense her anymore!’ Maddox is desperate inside, fighting for control. ‘What do you mean?’ I question, though I know exactly what he means. The mate bound is weak, as if something is interfering with our connection.

Her voice was a symphony of pure enchantment, a melodic whisper that could charm the gods themselves. “Mate? What's that?” I asked again, still walking closer to her. She never left where she was, and I never got closer to her. “Mate is referred to as a predestined, supernatural bond between two individuals. They are soulmates. And mate bond is a fated union, chosen by me to identify who your mate is. It's marked by a strong, irresistible attraction between the two mates.” Her tone was soothing, calming, and uplifting all at once, like a gentle summer breeze.

Even the torn playing card on the table was visible from this distance. A faint buzz. Then static. One by one, the feeds began to flicker. First the main corridor. Then the courtyard. Then the library. Then—nothing. The screens went dark. Mateo didn’t flinch. He smiled. A slow, amused thing that never quite reached his eyes. “It’s time,” he murmured, voice smooth as oil and just as dangerous. He leaned over and tapped a button on the console. A small red light blinked on. The secure mic was live.

I say. Whispers from the gathering stab through my chest like knives. The three words I just said slam into me. Mateless. It means I am Mateless. And everyone here knows what that means. What if they exile me and Liam is left behind? I am a bad omen now, a curse from the Goddess. I look at the elders watching me carefully. These wolves are superstitious enough to throw me and Liam out. In this instant, I despise Cael. He’s every bit the villain I prayed the Moon wouldn’t throw at me.

The Matriarch’s form shattered like ice in a furnace. The "Acoustic Debt" was cancelled by the only currency the system couldn't index: Forgiveness. [Watch Out for the Next Chapter]