The Defiant Mate By Jennifer Francis Novelas e Histórias

My breath caught in my throat as Alpha Weston's gaze settled on Seraphina, the daughter of Alpha Mark, a powerful alpha from a neighboring pack. "Seraphina," he continued, his voice carrying a bittersweet tone. "You have captured my heart with your grace, your strength, and your unwavering devotion to our pack. It is with great honor and love that I choose you to be my mate, to stand by my side as the Alpha Queen." A thunderous applause erupted, filling the hall with a symphony of both celebration and heartbreak. My world seemed to shatter in that moment, my hopes and dreams collapsing around me. The weight of unrequited love bore down on my shoulders, threatening to crush me under its immen

Okay… pause. Take a deep breath. How are we feeling about My Little Fierce Mate so far? Because I am feeling everything. The tension. The slow burn. The way Ella’s strength peeks through her softness. The way Jake’s eyes say one thing but his heart—oh, his heart—keeps betraying him.

"You and Darius should feel drawn to each other with such force that you can't fight it. It's how mateship works." Liar, I think and narrow my eyes. "Haven't you ever heard about mates who split? Or... cheated on each other?" I shrug. "Never in my lifetime," he answers at once. "There was never even such a story told. When a person has a mate...and finds it, he or she does not even think about another possible love interest. Your mate is your beginning and your end." I try to contain the bubble of words stuck inside me, but I cannot do it anymore. I burst. "How come Mother wasn't your end?" The words come out angry.

The smell of cigarettes contaminating the air woke me up and I thought Konstatin had tried to burn a building down with me inside of it. Yet, I still remain silent; resilient to fight my way out of hell's grip upon me. Even though minutes have passed, I haven't been able to make anything out that will help me survive or escape. I'm still lying on the frigid ground, helpless as the day I was born. Another voice sweeps through the room, "I was wondering when the Defiant Queen would join us." He murmurs in English with a thick accent, followed by laughter that erupts through the room.

Richard said, his voice a low growl. Logan stepped forward, reaching out to grab my hand, pulling me toward him. But Richard swiftly turned, pulling me out of his grasp with ease, then released me. Logan’s hands trembled as he quickly stepped in front of me, blocking my view. "Rae, don't be afraid, I'm here." His voice was strained as he tried to calm his nerves. "Rae is my intended mate," Logan continued, his tone laced with urgency. "Richard, shouldn't you explain yourself? Why are you holding my mate this way?"

"I just woke up a while ago and I was repairing the door outside. When I heard you screaming, I quickly went here to check on you and I have been waking you for for quite some time. What was your dream all about?" I smiled at him, "No, I just saw a man with disfigured face in my dream. He has a terrifying appearance and he said that my first mate is soon to get marry," I said this words as if nothing. Frankly saying, I'm gradually getting used to accept that Matthew is not meant for me. It seems that he meant what he said last time, rejecting me in front of his evil father. "By the way, I know that it hurts you if that is true. Unfortunately, a lot of things might already happen the moment y

The rage in Matthew’s heart rose more when he saw how defensive Christina was of John. “In this world, aside from a patricide, a man who steals my wife is my mortal enemy. I’m going to kill him if he dares set his heart on my woman!” She stared at him. “When did I become your woman? Matthew, can you stop with your nonsense?” “Christina, I don’t care what you think, you’re the woman whom I have my eyes on! Even God cannot have the woman that I fancy!” Matthew’s brain functioned differently from normal people, so communicating with him like how she would to normal people would not work.

Valeria’s POV “I can’t accept you as my mate.” It’s happening again. The seven words that sparked the beginning of the end, haunting me even in my dreams. I force myself to wake up, but even with my fitful sleep, I can’t. Matthew’s face looms over mine, in perfect color even in a dream. He’s as handsome as ever, with his bright blue eyes and messy blond hair. I want to reach out to him and change the course of events, but this is just an echo of reality.

~~~~~~~~~ “We aren’t committing a crime here. We didn’t do anything we shouldn’t have. I am his mate and he is mine! Tell me why I am not the one bearing his mark? Tell me why I am not the one bearing the news of his pup and instead it’s her! That’ bitch is the one at fault. Why did she have to steal my mate from me? Why did she have to be so callous? Why does she have to be the good one and us? And me? I’ve loved and waited for Matthew all my life! I finally found him only to see him mated to that slut! To see him mated to that whore. Why did she have to steal my mate when-“ I couldn’t wait for her to complete her words, slapping her hard across the face. “You’re so shameless! You’re disgus