The Defiant Mate Novels & Stories

“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.

Alpha Clark seethed with rage as he watched the two mates tightly embrace each other. The air hung heavy with the heady scent of their blood and lovemaking. Alpha Clark would have to travel with the windows down to drive off the scent. "Open the cell," Alpha Clark demanded of the nearest guard and rolled his eyes at the sound of sniffles coming from Amari and how Alexander repeatedly told her that he loved her. He didn't care about any of that because he was prepared to prove to Amari that he would be a better mate to her than Alexander ever could. Not only had Alpha Clark lost his first mate, he had lost his lover too. He would not lose another mate.

I can feel my wolf whimper, devastated at the thought of our mate rejecting us. "What.." "I said I reject you, Suerinity," he repeated with a straight face. "W-why… how…" I stuttered to get the right words out my mouth. "I don't want you to be my mate," he said firmly. "No.. please don't do this.." "I, Harris Smith, reject you Suerinity Altamera as my mate. I free myself from this unwanted bond, and free myself from you." >>> A knock on the door woke me up, I quickly sat up while catching my breath, desperate to get some air in my lungs. My eyes frantically looked across my room, my ears were ringing and I was sweating.

“I… I am trying. I am in my 30s with a history of getting a different lady each night. I am a hired assassin. I am stubborn, opinionated, and set in my ways. I assumed I never had a mate or they died. This is a huge change for me and I am trying. I don’t believe I am a good mate for you. What do I have to offer you?” His confession surprised me. His face softens and he is actually letting me see a different side of him. No one else gets this side of him, just me. I was actually stunned into silence. It took me a couple minutes but I found a few words. “Do you not think I don’t believe the same? Look at my life! I was abused but I refuse to let it define me. Going back to my pack gives me anx

This makes the guy and I both jump back in terror. "Sean." Jackson growl under his voice. Again with the growl. He spoke with every step he took closer towards us. "Get. Away. From. My. MATE!" He yells that last word with every ounce of anger and demand possible. 'Mate???Did I hear that right? What the heck is going on here?' This Sean guy stiffened with fear, slightly shaking. "It's not my fault Alpha, she won't let go of me. I'm serious!"

15 WE'RE MATE “Because we're mate.” A whisper of seduction and hot breath fan his ear, as soon as HiVi lift his body up, he felt cold. “Can you just stay a little while in that position?, you're such a tease!.” Cafelle's thought was much honester than him, as he groaned from the loss of touch, but what agitate him again from the beginning up to here was that word again. “MATE” “Fuck off me.” he can't wait until his free from here, he wanted to throw this Omega right away on the bed, MENTALLY SLAPPING HIS FACE, he mean throw undersea and be fed to the sharks.

I turn on the tap and splash cold water over my face, terrified that I am about to faint right here on the tiles. Why is all of this happening? I just returned from suffering in the dungeon for a crime I didn't commit, and now this? Jason is mateless? How? First, I was told we weren't truly fated, and now I'm being told he's mateless? That he can't have a mate at all? Oh, God. It makes sense now. Penny was right. If he is naturally mateless, then we could never have been real mates. I cover my face with my wet hands, my heart trying to jump out of my mouth.

“I knew there was no way you’d, in your right mind, just carry that with you. You’re down bad already. Damn, I never thought I’d see this day.” “What? I’m not,” I snapped, a little too defensively, and my chest tightened in irritation not just at him but at the fact he even thought that. “I can’t be in love with anyone. You know that.” Damian just scoffed. “Yeah, sure. You know that’s what they all say, right? But the mate bond doesn’t give a single fuck about what your mouth says. Even if you verbally deny her a thousand times, your soul is practically obsessed with her already. That’s probably why you’re refusing to get laid.”

He was alone, without his entourage of conceited idiots, and his brow was furrowed by a storm I couldn’t immediately read. He wasn’t the same haughty, confident Rowan as always. He wants her back; he says she’s his Mate and belongs to him. I had to tell him: she wasn’t his Mate; she was mine; she no longer belonged to him. But I could only say the last part. Was it cowardice? Insecurity? I wasn’t sure anymore. I looked at him closely. His jaw was trembling. He took a deep breath, as if trying not to lunge at me.

Matteo was still there. Soaked to the bone, hair plastered to his forehead, clothes clinging to his powerful frame. He hadn’t moved an inch. Rain streamed down his face, but his golden eyes remained fixed on the gate — on the pack house beyond it. On me*. I watched him for a long time, my heart warring with itself. *Why?* After everything. After the rejection. After I had rebuilt my life without him. Why was he doing this now? The mate bond throbbed painfully. My wolf paced restlessly inside me, whining at the sight of our mate enduring the storm like a repentant sinner. I tried to turn away. Tried to focus on the reports in front of me.