My Cruel Mate Novels & Stories

If Mattel was stronger, he would have probably strangled the guy. “You touched my mate” Mattel growled, eyes thinned to pinpricks. The man scratched his scalp awkwardly, “Well, I kind of didn’t know she was your mate, then. I’m really sorry man”. “You fucker” Mattel snarled, “Do you always go around touching other people’s mates? You had to have smelled an alpha on her, had to have smelled me on her. You knew”

I wrapped myself with the blanket as I was already stained with blood, and I stared at him as the deflating aftermath of the orgasm came crashing down on me. He was dressing up quickly with the detached movements of someone who wanted to get away from me and this as fast as possible. This was the right time to tell him that I was his mate before he disappeared into the world and I never got to see him again. Nevertheless, I was scared. I sat up slowly, feeling a slight pain in my lower body. “Don’t you feel it?” I whispered. “Speak loudly.” He barked harshly. “The mate-bond.” I blurted out. I watched the color drain rapidly from his face.

I asked That was when the dungeons doors opened and we hear two women screaming to ‘let them go.’ “MATE!” Roger screamed out. He found his mate? He is in his late thirties and said he was too evil to have a mate. How is he getting a mate now? “MATE!” I hear a snarl. This is bizarre. The women come down and he is reaching out for a person that looks completely smashed. Her face is beaten to a pulp. My uncle growls, “Who did this to you?”

Looking up, eyes shifting back and forth between Drake and Craig, I say in desperation, “Tell me it’s not real.” But both of them remain silent. My hands clenched on my side, and I repeated, “Please tell me it’s not true! Tell me that asshole is not Rena’s mate!” Right there, on the screen, under the mate category, shows Rena’s name very clearly. If it’s real and he’s not just some random sick attacker and really her mate… Then… It’s just so cruel. How can fate be so cruel? I bit the side of my cheek, tasting the rusty sweet taste of my own blood. With a heavy heart, I ask again in a hollow voice. “Are you sure?”

I hear a scream in the room, but I am not sure if it is from me. Hours later, at the crack of dawn, I am sheathed in his arms, staring up at his flawless face. My brain nudges at me, as the familiarity I didn’t realize last night begins to return. My eyes widen as I push off him suddenly. I just had sex with my mate's father. Alpha Kael, the Alpha of the Mystic Hollows Pack. This is all Aiden's plan. I can't believe I was so foolish as to fall for it. Slipping out of bed, I try to find my clothes on the floor, but come up with nothing. I remember he took them off in the living room and I make to go out.

his cheeks flared bright pink and I swooned at his words and how cute he looked blushing, "but what does that have to do with anything?" "I'm trying to show you how I could never stay away from you," I murmured awkwardly, "I trusted you even when I didn't know I trusted you. I guess deep down I knew you'd be like everyone else, my protector." "Except, I'm not like everyone else, am I?" "No, you're not," a weak smile pulled at my lips, "You're my mate."

Mates are supposed to be loving and caring. They are supposed to be your perfect life partner but my mate is a dark, empty, raggedly looking Alpha consumed in his own rage. Yes they aren't perfect nor was I looking for a perfect Prince charming but Kevin was far below these things. Well except his good looks of course. I massaged my chest with my right hand gently, hoping it would soothe the pain faintly blooming in my chest. It had started ever since I said those atrocious words to my mate.

He had killed my best friend, all because he couldn’t sense that I was his mate! The scream tears through me as I finally let out all the anger I had been holding in. Ryan was a cruel man, a man that didn’t deserve to have a mate and yet it was getting harder and harder to fight the mate bond. I just didn’t know if I was coming or going anymore. Sitting on the end of the bed and jiggling my leg. I chew on a nail trying to figure out my next steps as I wait for the door handle to be tried. I was fully expecting Ryan to come back and whip me again.

A loud crack emanated from the wood. "He killed my mate!" I hollered, unable to keep it all inside. The door was jerked from beneath me. Alvara was clothed in a black satin slip dress. Barefoot. Seething. Her own rage turned her eyes an electric blue. Her wolf eyes. The eyes of an Alpha in her own right. "I am your mate, Ciaran! I am alive! She is dead!" "Because of him!" I hissed, shoving my hands into my hair and tugging at the roots. Pain screamed through my scalp.

"Hunnie you are upsetting him." "Why is everything about him? Kris you must know this life isn't normal! Having two women mates are not normal! I don't want to share...I don't want to see him with another woman!....I don't want to be second!" I cry, feeling like I am going to be dragged back off to their castle defeated without a say again. "HUNNIE YOU ARE MY MATE AND WILL COME BACK WITH ME...TODAY!" Bahm yells off in the distance.