The Defiant Mate Novels & Stories

So, she politely excused herself. Alpha Dane set up interviews for the patrols that found the individual that died as well as family members for that afternoon. Canon’s mate didn’t show up. Nor any of the patrol from her pack. Dane didn’t find it weird; he spent a week questioning them. Luna Marquee said, he interrogated them, not question them. He was cruel, even to Canon’s mate. Marquee was surprised she came to the funeral. Dane growled at her, that Canon’s mate wasn’t marked, and it had been two weeks since they found each other. That in its self was reason to interrogate her!

I snapped standing up, narrowing my eyes at the blue-eyed asshole seated across from me "Like hell you are! You will go out, and take the children with you." Noah shouted standing up and gritting his teeth at the look of stubbornness that crossed my face "Do not be stubborn about this. I am your mate... I want you safe." He said and I couldn't help the look of disgust that made it way up my face. "We are not mates... you rejected me." I say "that doesn't mean we are not mates, lingers of the bond are still present... Now you will listen and make yourself scarce during that time." Noah commanded pushing his Alpha aura out.

Her defiance was ice, pure and sharp. The mate bond burned, undeniable. But she would not surrender to it. Not like this. She promised herself she would not get hurt again. Even for a King.

The sound of heavy footsteps reached them, and Beta Gideon came forward. "You all should leave here at once. Unless you want to join your father in jail," he ordered, his voice cold. Ruben reached to pull his mother to her feet. "Mom, let's go." He urged her, but she pulled her hand away. "Isn't it best that I go to join your father in jail? He is my mate. How can I sleep alone knowing that my mate is imprisoned? Beta, please, spare my husband," Juliet pleaded, crawling to hold Beta Gideon's legs. But he kicked her away like she was a stain on his shoes.

I swallowed. “There were countless times she called me,” Valentino continued, “telling me you were coming over.” His expression darkened. “She would tell me she was going to hurt you. But you were so oblivious… so unaware of why she hated you, that she couldn’t bring herself to do it.” He sighed. “But then she found her salvation.” My heart skipped. “You,” Valentino said, pointing at me again, “were being shipped off to the most ruthless Alpha anyone knew.” He gestured toward Demarion. “Alpha Demarion Jones. Who just so happened to be your mate.” His smirk returned.

I don’t know, Matt. I didn’t listen to much else that Dagon had to say. The oath would force me and Matt to adhere to the demands he was putting forth on her behalf. Being dictated to irritated me so much I could barely speak, but when Dagon finally left, it was just me, Matt, and our beta there. He looked uncomfortable. Matt was antsy, and I didn’t move from my seat. “She’s our mate,” Matt growled, huffing. His eyes filled with tears. “You felt it, Tony. I felt it. We’re not crazy.”

"Mateo. You bring the charts?" Mateo spat onto the wet concrete, his dark eyes sliding past Elias to land on me. He took in my bruised knuckles, the dirt smudged across my jaw, and the subtle, telltale weight in my right pocket. A slow, yellow-toothed grin spread across his face. "You look like hell, my friend. International Maritime Security has your faces on a red notice from Lima to Tierra del Fuego. They say you blew up a mountain in Antarctica."

His pack was already on the verge of collapse, losing money since he was not doing his job. That was why he honed his attention on marriage, hoping to stabilize the political situation with the help of the Alpha King. Not only had he failed in that, but he had even offended the Alpha King. Jeremy’s pack soon fell, and he became a rogue wolf. On the day of the mating ceremony, I walked toward the man I loved in my wedding dress. Marcus, dressed in a black suit, looked fondly at me from across the room. Before the Moon Goddess, we made our vows, promises that would last a lifetime.

“Don’t you want your mate to stay with you? Your arousal can be scented from a mile. After all, mate-pull is worse in the first three months.” Mathew jumped at Charlotte’s accurate observation, her correct judgment buck washed him. He placed his hand over his “O” shaped mouth, his eyes widened with disbelief. “Jason is not my mate.” He shook his head, denying Charlotte’s claim. “Ask your wolf, Mathew. He will never lie to you.” Charlotte’s Luna command broke the protective barrier of Mathew, his wolf surged out in a full glory. “Jason is mine. This prick is not treating him well.”

"Be aware of the consequences if you dare defy me again. Do not underestimate my resolve, you scoundrel. I still have much to impart upon you." Resigned to my fate, I quietly clung to his back, tears streaming down my face. My Mate proves to be a malevolent, self-centered, and heartless individual.