Not Your Mate Anymore Book Novels & Stories

My mind was filled with thoughts of all kinds as I watched her, and just when I thought I had gotten enough surprises for one day, my wolf jumped and screamed, 'Mate!' ~~~~~~ Note: This book is the continuation of the rejected series. Pregnant And Rejected; His Wolfless Mate. It can also be read as a stand-alone. Welcome.

Rebirth in Blood: Vengeance in the Marrow Book 4; Chapter 1 – The Wrong Twin The moonlight no longer felt like a blessing. It was a cold spotlight illuminating the ruins of a life I’d spent twenty-one years building. I didn’t knock. No, an Alpha’s mate doesn't ask for permission to enter her own mate’s office. But as the doors swung open, the air rolling out was pregnant with the taint of lust, a cloying heat that made my skin crawl before my eyes could even process what was playing out in front of me.

well I started writing a new book called ECHOED HEARTBEATS, hope you would give it a try and drop your lovely comments below 💜💜 *** contains mature content *** ‘Accept me and I will show you heaven’ he licked his lips with a sexy smirk..... ‘What if I don't' I questioned, turning away..... ‘Then’ he smirked, pulling my face towards his, 'you should know there is no other choice when I am our mate, it is either you willingly give yourself or I take you, either ways, you will be mine’ he growled and I knew I was in danger. My mate was unreasonable and possessive. ***

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*Something's not right! With practiced control, I forced him down. Grace Morgan's whereabouts were not my concern. Not anymore. "Enough," I muttered to my wolf. "She's made her choice." The mate bond had grown so cold between us that I barely felt it these days. Just as I preferred it. I continued my evening routine, ignoring the persistent unease that refused to settle. The next morning, I stirred my tea while watching Emma pick at her toast across the breakfast table. Her small fingers tore the bread into tiny pieces rather than eating it.

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,.

He bowed again and went out of the room, leaving me alone with the unconscious woman. As soon as it was just the two of us, I sat on the chair beside the bed and sniffed in the air until her scent hit me hard in my nostrils. Still, I couldn't feel my wolf getting excited or even feel a slight connection to seeing that she was my mate. I relaxed as I saw that the possibility was erased. The last thing I wanted was to be mated to a maid I got from Damon's place. He would never let me live down that path. Any little argument and I could imagine how he would counter back.

“Blake, please, just tell me.” He takes a deep breath. “Anna... she’s my mate.” My breath catches in my throat. His mate? That’s not possible. “What do you mean she’s your mate?” I demand, struggling to keep my voice calm. “We’ve been together for three years, Blake. You can’t just throw that away for someone you barely know.” “I’m sorry,” he says, his eyes full of regret. “I didn’t mean for it to happen. I’ve been trying to fight the mate bond for a very long time now, Violet. But I can’t deny the connection I feel with her. I have to be with Anna.”

Dad had found his dead mate lying naked in her own puddle of blood and a five-year old clutching onto her body like his life depended on it. That day an Alpha lost his mate, a son lost his mother, a pack lost its luna and I lost my childhood. ~ ~ ~ ▪ She slams the book close, tears stream down her face as she clutched onto the leather covering of the book. Her wolf kept whimpering in her head constantly. Feelings sad for their mate and what nightmare he had to live through.

she said, her tone transforming into that of a childlike, laced with emotional blackmail. Her drastic change in tone made me chuckle again. It wasn't the first time; she wouldn't stop talking about it. After my chuckle had boiled down, I answered calmly, "I have a mate already, and you know that." My words were wrapped with chuckles. She shook her head fervently at my words, "No, no." Her voice came almost immediately, "You don't have a mate. You can't call Lena your mate. That lady is ruthless, heartless, and vile," she said with a firm voice, her voice wrapped with determination.