My Cruel Mate Novels & Stories

But my mind was stuck on one thing – I wasn't going to be some pawn in their werewolf game. "This is insane!" I shouted, tears welling up in my eyes. "I didn't ask for any of this!" Just as I was about to storm out, Trix grabbed my arm, his grip like a vice. "You can't run from this, Dixie," he growled. "And besides…" He hesitated for a moment, his eyes blazing with an emotion I couldn't define. "We're mates." Mates? What in the world did that even mean? Before I could ask, Grandma intervened, putting a gentle hand on Trix’

This hut or cottage, whatever this is, is so small and simple, and quiet now that the pups are no longer in the area. “And?” I swallowed, braced myself for whatever horrible word her tongue might utter. “Kill her.” Delilah’s nose flared. “He wants to kill his mate.” *** My eyes widened after hearing those words. Words that I hardly knew. But all I know is it’s cruel, utterly cruel. Mate. Killing. I don’t understand any of these things. These are all foreign to me. “Delilah, what is a ‘mate’?”

He seems to hate what I did as his intense, angry look at me got more intense, and for a moment I was gonna run. "Don't you dare disrespect me," he ordered in a voice I almost didn't recognize. "I am your mate now, your alpha. You don't fucking point a finger at me." I just laughed at him as if he was insane. "HAH! You know what you are? You are a heartless, insufferable, selfish, prick!"

My first impression of her was that she's a good person and different from other girls, but her behavior proved me wrong. I wonder if self-consciousness isn't bothering her. How can someone be so cruel and date their mate's friend? Thinking about it, the person she was dating was my mate. I should be the one feeling angry, but I'm not. Even though I know my mate will end up hating me, that's okay. It's truly painful, but I have no power to change it. I wonder how Liam handle seeing Ivory and Henry together, his best friend and mate getting cozy. It hurts and feels disgusting.

“Mate.” The word is a curse. Four letters that sour on my tongue even as my wolf stirs, begging me to say it back. But I can’t. Not after everything. Not after Braden. The moment I heard what happened to me because of my first mate, I swore I would never let myself be vulnerable again. Even if I wanted to—if I let myself believe that nagging voice in the back of my head whispering that this time it could be different—I can’t. I don’t even have my canines to mark him. Braden stole them from me. What kind of mate can I be when I can’t even claim him? What kind of hybrid wolf has no teeth?

Barely holding myself together. “Alone.” It said the words barely audible as I try to fight the pain that was threatening to reveal itself in front of him. To break out from the fragile cage that was holding it all in. I could see the pain and guilt that was devouring my mate. I could feel it too. But at this moment, he deserved it. He deceived me for so long. And now he plans to drain me for everything I have. The moon goddess is cruel. My mate is cruel. The entire world is just cruel.

She gave me a forced smile and left the room, but not before turning on the TV and exiting the room. It was a few minutes later when the door open and in walked Ryan. With Ryan walking into the room all the memories were all coming back to me. From him telling me he's a werewolf and his mate and then to him shifting into his wolf. "You're a wolf." He nodded and walked farther into the room and shut the door behind him. The more closely he came the further I scooted back from him when he notices he stopped moving. "I'm not going to hurt you. You're my mate." He said as if that meant something.

"No!" Before she finished processing my words, the door was violently pushed open with a crash that echoed through the small space. He almost crashed through the door rushing in, his usual composed demeanor completely shattered. His hair was disheveled, his shirt wrinkled and partially untucked, and his eyes were wild with panic. He didn't even have time to steady himself before stumbling to my feet. "No, I won't allow it! You're my mate. You can't go to anyone else but me! You promised you'd love me and stay by my side forever. How can you just give up like this?"

the guard shouted, turning around and looking at a girl with a woman who looked rather big She was crying and trying to stand up, but her leg didn't help, and on top of that, the guard screamed at them because of her His heart beat so fast he heard his wolf Mars say snarl . "mate" Now I ache for your pain But then I will kill everyone who hurt you .......... “My Mate .” His voice shook the entire flock, not just her soul. She looked up at him, feeling a strange feeling… Who is he? He advanced with angry steps to punch the guard forcefully, shouting "What did you do to her!" I was horrified by his voice To bend down, looking at her foot in pain, he raised his gaze to her neck to freeze in pla

It couldn’t make sense. “I don’t understand you,” I whispered, the words spilling before I could stop them. “You keep saying things that… that can’t be true.” His gaze didn’t falter. “They’re true.” I shook my head, heat rising to my cheeks. “No. They’re not. I already had a mate.” The last word cracked, too jagged, too raw. “And he rejected me.” There it was. The scar I never let anyone touch. The one that still bled when the night got too quiet.