My Cruel Mate Mga Nobela at Kwento

LAUREN'S POV "I will not deny the fact that I am a cruel person, but I am only cruel to my enemies," my mate said as he addressed the pack members. His voice was deep and firm, reflecting the strength of his leadership. I admired him for his unwavering determination to protect our pack, even if it meant being ruthless towards those who posed a threat.

Her whimpers stung my heart and I couldn't hold back tears from pooling in my eyes. Fuck the mate bond. I will never cry over this cruel jerk. As I pulled myself to my feet, he finally spoke up.“What makes you think I will accept a pathetic low life like you as my mate?”. Another round of laughter consumed the room as the guests enthusiastically watched us. “And what makes you think I will accept a cruel jerk like you?!” I angrily challenged, his eyes widened in shock followed by loud gasps from the guests. Is she nuts? She is crazy.

“Because she’s your mate.” I laughed bitterly. “Mates are supposed to feel something back. Ezra doesn’t want anything to do with me.” “You hurt her,” my mother said softly. “She doesn’t know the truth.” I stared at the floor. “And now there’s another wolf after her. A wolf who clearly knows more about her than I do.” “What other wolf?” I finally looked up at her. “His name is Ivan. He’s here for Ezra.” My mother’s eyes sharpened instantly. “From which pack?”

Silence fell, everyone watching. She shook, honestly seconds away from ugly-crying. After everything, all the pain, the whispers, the feeling like a walking cautionary tale—here it was. Her mate. The real deal. “Kieran…” she managed, looking up at him. He was a solid wall of unreadable, cold perfection. And then he said it. “I reject you.” It punched the breath out of her. Her knees went jelly. “I, Alpha Kieran Cross of MoonClaw, reject you, Evangeline Draven, as my mate.”

Ivy was publicly rejected by her fated mate in front of three hundred people, and the whole pack laughed. Kade Ashvale, heir to the Alpha King, called her unworthy and walked away. Hours later he wants her back. Callan Reyes, Alpha of the Silver Wolf Pack, offers her a place, protection, and a respect she has never known. He also has a prophecy, a plan, and a reason he was at that ceremony. Kade wants to own her again. Callan wants to use her. Ivy wants to stop being a prize in a war between men. The bond still burns, her wolf has never woken, and the people who made her small know more than they admit.

I took a deep breath of the rain and cedar scent filling the air and I let the reality of the situation finally settle into my bones. My miserable five-year marriage was truly over and the cowardly pack elders allowed it to happen without raising a single objection or lifting a finger to help me. I looked back toward the center of the hall and I watched my new mate hold the supposedly unbeatable Alpha against the cold stone floor. Matteo conquered Azriel in under two minutes without ever taking his human hands off his silver combat blade and without ever needing to shift into his wolf form. Azriel always bragged about being the most lethal predator in the territory but he was currently whini

She was my fucking mate. A slow smirk spread across my face. Well, well. What were the fucking odds? I had been wondering where she disappeared to, and now she just walked into my home, throwing a fucking tantrum? Before I could process it further, she shifted. Pure white fur. Stunning. She lunged. I dodged, catching her midair and slamming her into the ground, pinning her beneath me. She snarled, claws scraping the floor, fighting like hell. Then— “I reject you as my mate!” she screamed, voice dripping with venom.

His arms came around me, pulling me into a hug. He whispered close to my ear. “Let’s not be cruel to each other, yeah? You're still my mate. And I wanna start anew with you. Let's give each other another chance. Please.” My heart clenched at his heart-shattering plea. No way is this happening to me.

He pushed me away like I burned him. I stumbled back, whatever trance I was in shattering at my feet. “No fucking way!” He roared, his eyes blazing with unrestrained fury. “No fucking way a human is my mate.” MATE. The tears had started flowing by now. A choked sound escaped my throat. “What is this?” He hissed, “a cruel joke?” I’d like to know too! I’d like to know why the goddess had been cruel enough to pair me with a wolf! To pair me with—

I ask. I’ve never shied away from talking back to him, even though it gets me into trouble. He leans in. “Do you know how humiliating it is to have you as my mate?” “You tell me every time. But if it’s so humiliating, then reject me.” “No. I’m not done with you.” “Why are you so cruel?” “A mate is supposed to be a gift.” He shakes his head. “You are no gift. You’re a punishment. And since I’ve been punished, I’ll punish you too.”