My Cruel Mate Novels & Stories

It’s like my heart is tearing apart when I say this to him, but I have to do it as I was always the crueler one out of us two no matter what others believed. “ I, Miracle Cullen…reject you as my mate, Alpha King Cain Reyes. ”

He came over and placed a worried hand on my shoulder. “Are you good? You've been zoned out all night? Yeesh never took you to be the type to be whipped.” “I'm not whipped,” I denied immediately. “No woman could ever have me wrapped around their finger, I'd say it's the other way around.” “I see.” My friend settled back without a word for a second, twisting his lips with devious curiosity.”But doesn't it get boring though? Same woman? Same routine? I mean I might be able to stand it for a couple of weeks but not as long as you have. I'm kind of hoping that I'll never find my mate.”

Then she uttered what destroyed the few remaining attempts to control my emotions, impulsively muttering, "No, he's my mate." This word was enough to completely destroy me and the appearance of the barbaric part of me. I snarled hard, pushed her body and crouched on top of her, pinned her to the bed, pressed her neck hard, and roared hard, "What are you saying?! Whose mate?! Have you lost your mind?" "I mean my friend Alexander," she whispered to me in a choked voice. The difference in meaning between these two words in this world, such as the difference between the sun and the moon,.

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’

I fight the urge to break loose and run back up to his library and surrender myself into his arms and let him mark me, own me. As we head to the door, I resolve to look straight in front of me. I pray that I never come back here and hope never to see Logan ever again. My wolf wimps and curls in pain. I feel sick to the core having to hurt my wolf when I have just met her. It's not my fault that our mate is the worst person on earth! If he cared, he would have at least let me go without worsening the issue. If he cared he wouldn't have been greedy to ask for ransom. He is a heartless greedy monster and I don't want him to be my Mate! He would have at least come to say goodbye to me like a mat

Rachel was still staring at Brandon with a disappointed look. "You're evil! You made me suffer like this, Brandon! You're a cruel Alpha!" Rachel cursed. "That's enough, Rachel! I may have broken your heart, but please come back to my pack, because you're in danger and I can't let my mate be in danger." Brandon planned to take Rachel back and claim her as his soulmate. "To hell with all that! I'm not going back to that pack and all that stuff about you that I hate so much, Brandon! Get out of my life and leave us alone."

His calm and composed demeanor long gone, all that was left was steam and black pupils. "So you finally agree that you are not my mate. So cheap of you to give up on your mission so quickly." I taunted her. "I would never want to be your mate. You are cruel and heartless. I am glad Fiorella is with someone better." Her words cut through my heart like a sharp knife. How dare she say my mate was with someone else? I could not bear to hear such a vile statement. I sank my claws deep in her neck and almost drew a well of her blood.

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—

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”

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.