Romans & histoires The Defiant Mate By Jennifer Francis

“You are my mate, and you will obey me.” I felt anger rise within me, my fists clenching at my sides as I met his gaze with a defiance. “We are equals, Declan,” I shot back. “I will not be submissive to you, not when we are supposed to be partners.” “What did you say to me?” Declan said raising a brow. I met his gaze, refusing to back down in the face of his intimidation tactics. “We may be mates,” I retorted, “But that does not give you the right to treat me like some obedient little pet. We are equals, and I will not bow down to you.”

She felt so angry. Cory’s deep blue eyes went dark, “Even if she disagreed, you are still my mate, L. Forget about the rejection. Whether you accept or not, I will never allow you to have a second chance mate.”

'Mate,' Felicia whispered. My heart sank into a sea of conflicting emotions as the truth dawned on me. Garrick, the object of my long-held affections, was indeed my destined mate. The moon goddess had, in her infinite wisdom, answered my prayers. Yet, in that moment of revelation, I found myself paralysed with uncertainty, retreating further behind the trees. A torrent of questions flooded my mind: Would he accept me? Could he, the admired and desired, possibly embrace someone like me as his mate?

Being a mate to a mere pack hunter daughter who isn't anywhere close to my taste is like a slap to my face, and nothing on earth can make me accept her. Filomena is the woman I desperately need in my life right now. Judian is nowhere close to her in beauty and sexiness. A nerdy and bookish young lady with a hawkish gaze. The mate bond is a shambles!! The moon goddess must have been drowsy when she mated her to me, and I will correct it for her by rejection. Filomena is the woman I badly want to be my mate, and nothing can stand in our way!

Matthias did not waist any time as he turned to Emma, "By now, Imogen has felt the loss of her mate, time to strike while the iron is hot." Emma cringed and brushed tears away as she processed the banishment but Matthias defended his actions, "Emma, stay strong. My brothers had my first mate killed. This is beyond personal because they were coming for you next. Do you understand?" "Matthias, I understand but I don't have to like it. It's so brutal and well..." she whispered as her voice faded away. He grabbed her and said softly, "It's ok! You will be ok!"

Those images were unable to leave my mind; it seemed they were stuck there forever. I wished I could have her back. I wished I could go over to France and bring her back, but I didn’t have any right to do so. She was the mate of my best friend and beta. How could I fight for her? What would people say? That I was fighting over a woman who is the mate of my beta? Sighing exhausted, I leaned on my seat, but just then, a knock came on my door. Sensing it was Matthew, I asked him in. Walking into my study, I could see the baffled look on his face when he glanced at the scattered files and documents on the floor.

I said, and he chuckled. “Have you ever considered the other possibilities?” Mat said in a serious voice. “Yeah, and I am fucking scared of them, so for now, I will keep positive wishful thinking,” I said and he chuckled. “It happened to Dominic... Aisling was infatuated with a guy, James... I believe it was his name.” Mat paused. “He got rejected, and I think my sister will reject any other man who is not you.” Mat pointed out, and I bit my lower lip. I hope so, I do, because if she decides to give the mate bond a chance, I am screwed.

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I grab the book from him and read the rest to myself. ‘But I can’t hold back, my father has taught me how to fight. One day, maybe I will be his mate and he will want me. Maybe he won’t see me as just head warrior, but as his mate. Please dear goddess, make me Atlas West’s mate.’ I close the book unable to read any more. “I thought you fled so she wouldn’t mate Atlas,” I say, holding the closed book to my breaking heart. “We did. The night we left, I asked if she wanted to be Atlas’s mate and she said no,” Jennifer holds her hand out for the book, but shake my head.

They all insisted I had never had a mate. But I clearly remembered reading their congratulatory comments! What on earth was happening? Just as despair threatened to consume me, I heard the low murmur of whispers spreading through the pack. "Looks like Nora's lost her mind. She imagined a mate who doesn't exist and disrupted the ceremony." "Right? Even her dad and friends confirm she has no mate. How dare she make a scene during the full moon ceremony, claiming her mate disappeared?" "And it's such an important event. She just wasted everyone's time."