The Accused Mate Book Novels & Stories

Weston will choose his mate. The words kept ringing in my head. A new testament, something i couldn’t truly believe until it was indented in my mind. I expected the ceremony to be anything else other than what Weston announced. I could feel myself Losing Grip of reality when I heard those words leave his mouth. when he presented those women and declared that he would choose a mate from one of them. I had lost him forever. He was no longer my best friend. He was no longer my friend to begin with. He was alpha and he has now started taking over his duties as alpha and doing what was good for the pack.

“You… you're saying that we're—” Aiden nodded, the weight of the word settling over him as well. “Yes, you are my mate, Lucy.” he took a deep breath. “I know it sounds strange. Unbelievable, even to me. But I felt it the moment I saw you.” A smile curled around his lips. “And I know you felt it too… it was the reason you stained my slacks… you were lost because of me… I noticed it.” He nodded again, taking a look at his slacks.

The heat between us intensified, engulfing us in a world that faded into insignificance, burning us both. With each passing second, our connection grew stronger, stroking a newfound strength within her. She shed her role as a vulnerable young woman seeking revenge, emerging as a force to be reckoned with. Emerging into my— ‘Mate.’ No, she can’t be. She’s Brandon’s mate. It’s impossible for a former human to have more than one mate. “Not so weak anymore,” I whispered against her lips, my voice tinged with admiration so I may mask my mate-worrying thing and ponder about it later.

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. ***

I cut Bruce off with this. "-and," Bruce continues, ignoring me as he keeps tracing his fingers through each line as he reads aloud, "to find if we'll get smitten by our second mate and ditch the first." There's a short pause as my beta and I exchange an awkward stare. "Whoever wrote this book was high on heavy narcotics," I snort. "No. The book has no author name, but I think he or she had two mates. Or they were a straight descendant from the moon goddess." And he's looking at me with that stupid serious gaze once more.

His voice was blunt, raw, almost tired of the whole circus. “What the living fuck did you ever see in that person, Michi? I really want to know—because she just showed everyone here exactly what kind of lunatic’s mate she is.” The words Lunatic’s Mate made my mind drift—reminding me of a book I had once bought online from my favorite author, Meg Elly Gerena. Lunatic’s Mate. I’d devoured every chapter, especially the one where Luna Meggy stood her ground against the old Luna who only wanted power through her fated mate. That story echoed with betrayal, sabotage, and the courage it took to see through masks.

I'm deep in my thoughts as the scout continued, “And also, I discovered just some minutes ago while coming over to report my findings so far, that the said marked mate tried to escape, but somehow someone got the information on time and informed some higher authorities who sabotaged that effort. So far, she’s being led to the dungeon, as well as her culprits, who are being punished severely.” Now I'm tugging my palms over the desk, putting down every detail. Like I said, I'm in no hurry. Better strategies for unmatched victory, rather than rush for some small crumbs. But that being said, my line of thoughts are spiraling in opposite directions. “Did you get any more details about this marked

“Your own fated mate didn’t want you. What does that say about you, Delilah?” My hands started shaking. I shoved them behind my back so they wouldn’t see. “It says she’s defective,” Mateo answered his brother like I wasn’t even there. “Broken. Used goods that nobody wants.” “Her mate spent years fucking her in secret and still couldn’t stand the thought of claiming her publicly.” Dante finally looked up and his storm gray eyes were colder than ice. “That’s not just rejection. That’s disgust.” My stomach turned over. Bile rose in my throat.

His eyes landed on me, and before I could move back further, Alpha Neo regarded me. “Are you saying that my son took advantage of this mute? That’s highly impossible. Dax hasn’t found his goddess-gifted mate. Even if he found a mate, it cannot be this mute!” Alpha Neo pointed at me as we all stood at the front of the Council of Elders building. My body trembled at the accusation. Tears streamed down my cheeks as my father tried to challenge our alpha. “Alpha, your son slept with my daughter. Dax has to take responsibility for what he did.”

I say the accusation sits between us, heavy and deliberate. But he doesn’t react the way I expect. There’s no irritation in his expression, no denial and no attempt to soften it. Just that same stillness before he breaks the silence again. “Mine As in My Mate,”He says again, his voice quieter this time, but somehow it sounds rougher and has a note of rawness to it one have never heard before. Mate? His words hits before I could brace for it.