Ruthless Mate Novels & Stories

Mateo I gripped the ice-cold steel weapon in my hand in anger before cocking it. "Martha?" I called her and her head whipped up. "Remove her gag," I told Rafe and he nodded before complying. "Please, please don't kill me!" She begged and I frowned at her. "Martha, who exactly do you think you're dealing with here?" I calmly asked her with a light frown on my forehead. "Someone sent me here to kill your wife! I know exactly who you are because I did my homework," she stated so I harshly pressed my gun into her skull.

But Evelyn only grew louder, her composure slipping into something raw, wild. “I am power!” she screamed. “I am the reason this country worships the Caldwell name! Every single one of you—” her gaze swept the room “—feeds off the scraps of my table. You want to erase me? You can’t. I am untouchable.” Richard, frail in his wheelchair, raised his head. His voice rasped, but it carried: “No, Evelyn. You’re already finished.” The room went silent. She spun on him, eyes blazing with hatred. “You worthless shell! You’d dare betray me after everything I gave you?”

(Ruth’s POV) I thought my day would be easier today, but it seems to be worse. The wrenching feeling of pain that I feel every day makes me sick of living my miserable life. Of all the werewolves out there, why did the moon goddess have to choose him as my mate? He's rude, heartless, and worse, he likes to bully me. I just want a peaceful life without any problems or feeling any more heartache every day. Is it enough living my sickening life with my mother who hates me, and I have to be faced with a mate who also hates me?

"I, Alpha Kael Blackwood, reject you, Aurora Ashwood, as my true mate." The words hit her like a fist to the ribs. Aurora's knees locked. For one absurd second she thought she had misheard him, that the wind off the training fields had twisted his voice into something cruel. Then she saw his face. Calm. Certain. Not even the decency to look ashamed. Three years of quiet promises, of late nights spent planning a future together, and he stood there delivering her destruction with the same composed expression he used for approving trade agreements.

Every guard stood out of his way, he must really have a bad temperament. He yanked my hair, harder and more painful than before. Looking me in the eye, he spat out nothing short of hate. “You let Raven talk to me anyhow, your first night here isn't going to be a pleasurable one. What she said might be true, you might be my mate but you are nothing compared to who I am. I'll make your life miserable and you would wish that you had died instead.”

His eyes turn pitch black, his Alpha rage completely consuming him while suffocating pheromones pour off him, completely overwhelming her own alpha pheromones. "Listen to me very carefully, Rue, because I am only going to say this once," he snarls, bringing his face inches from hers. "Soren is my mate. That child is mine, and you are absolutely nothing compared to him." Rue gasps weakly, her face turning a pale shade of purple as she struggles for air. "If you ever disrespect him again…" he continues, his voice devoid of mercy, "...if you even breathe in his direction or look at him the wrong way, I will not hesitate to rip your head straight off your shoulders. Do you understand me?"

His comrades shake off the shock of seeing me jump out of the trees, and lunge for me, only to be suspended in the air. Confused, they try to look around, but Athena has them completely frozen mid strike. “Nuh uh. No four against one seems unfair enough, but five males against a bound, blindfolded and gagged female is just plain cruel.” Athena says, twisting her hand and breaking their necks in the movement. They fall to the ground lifeless, their unconscious friend saving his life only because I knocked him out. I turn around and look at the woman, my heart racing, my palms suddenly sweaty. She is dirty, but obviously gorgeous and perfect, and she is my mate.

Matteo has spent years working on his anger issues to be a better Alpha, father, and mate. Cheryl may have never appreciated his efforts, but I know Amara does. Amara is Matteo’s true mate. Cheryl was just a stepping stone to get to his true mate. The hard truth is that sometimes first mates are sometimes the cursed ones and in Cheryl’s case she was cursed as first mate because the only purpose she served was to be a stepping stone to Matteos true mate.

“Imagine the most intoxicating sensation over your entire body, every fiber, every inch of your body, both of your bodies. And this happens every time you touch each other. It won’t feel like this until you have mated and marked each other” “Until then it will feel like a really intense buzz and you’ll feel the intense urge for ‘more’. You both will want to do those things constantly. It will consume your thoughts, dreams, literally every part of your being. Your mate is your reason for being Ruth”. I look down, feeling incredibly guilty. I have completely ignored Ian and have purposefully not allowed myself to feel anything for him or allowed thoughts to enter.

He snapped his head up immediately, as his entire face went pale. Slowly, I closed my eyes, letting Hazel, my wolf, take over as I placed my right hand over my chest and said— “I, Natalia Russo, Princess of Moonshine Pack, reject you, Shane Whitmore, as my mate.” “No—Natalia, don’t!” Shane shouted desperately. “I sever the bond, the claim, and the connection between us. From today onward, you have no claim over me, and I have none over you.” At that moment, I felt the mate bond snapped violently inside me, as pain tore through my chest so suddenly it almost forced me to my knees, but just as quickly, relief followed. Like chains finally breaking apart.