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“I don’t know how I ended up with Melissa. Believe me, I rejected her the moment I found out she was my mate.” His eyes burned with regret as he took in Cassandra’s battered form—the woman he had once sworn to cherish, yet the same woman he had destroyed. “I should never have gone to that party without you… Or maybe I shouldn’t have gone at all.” "Would you believe that I rejected her the moment I felt the pull of the mate bond?" He asked again, his voice trembling with desperation. His eyes searched hers, pleading for understanding—for something, anything, that could prove he hadn’t completely lost her.

The glare he levels against Silas could send a chill down anyone’s spine, but Silas continues, “What’s your name young man?” Our eye snap back to one another and we both realize that we don’t know each other’s name. He seems hesitant to give any information to Silas, but I can see the longing in his eyes to share with me. While I’m still on the fence about the idea of having another mate, every time I look into his eyes my defenses crumble just a little more. Why is the mate bond so hard to resist? Why am I such a pushover? JERICHO

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.

He flinched, releasing me immediately. I stared at him, knowing exactly what I had to do. The words tangled like a knot in my throat. I took a steadied deep breath. “I’m sorry for this,” I said quietly, the words cutting both of us. “For wha–” “I, Mila Davis, reject you, Alex Anderson, as my mate.” The moment the words left my lips, Alex crumpled to the floor with a guttural scream. The sound tore through me, the pain flaring in my chest, and for a moment I wanted to take it back. To erase his pain, to undo this whole mess.

Chapter Thirty Two (Wilder POV) “My Mate.” The soft words spoken by her, snap me out of my daze that the sparks that flew up my arm to my heart caused when I touched her face. I couldn’t believe how close I had come to marking her. There had not been a doubt in my mind regarding the reaction but the word mate snaps me back to my reality and I jump back, looking down feeling disgusted with myself and begin to flee.

Mr Collins stuttered. I was amazed at how he stuttered. Who would ever thought he would be afraid of someone. He bowed slightly that anyone who didn't pay much attention won't notice but what amazed me more was Carmen. I'm sure I heard her say " MATE"in a low voice I've never heard her before. What did she mean by" Mate"? I guessed I'll ask her after school.

"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.

I silently reached out and made my way to the kitchen, prepared myself for coffee then stood there patiently. Last night's sex made me realize one thing , fighting and being defiant was all useless. My fate was this and all l had to do was to accept it. I had to accept that I was Damien's mate , act like one and move freely in his chambers without causing trouble. Still lost in my thoughts, I stared at the guards outside with cups in their hands. Guards were everywhere and this time I didn't want to be stubborn.

My wolf didn’t just wake up; he detonated. MATE. The word cracked through my mind like gunfire, shattering fourteen years of numbness. I clamped the cot so hard the metal groaned, and my knuckles went white. My breath came out ragged, my chest pounding like it was about to break through my ribs. No. God, hell no, this couldn't be real. I never had a mate. I was the monster, the killer with a body count. I’d stopped counting, and people like me didn’t get mates. The universe wasn’t that twisted.

Matthew bit her hard on her back as he climaxed, and Brandy followed soon after. Brandy attempted to mark Matthew back, but Matthew slung her away from him. She hit the wall hard and slid down to the ground. All the pleasure she felt vanishing and replaced with pain. "But I reject you as my mate and accept you as my slave," Matthew said, his voice dripping with cruelty, his eyes gleaming with malevolence. Brandy gripped her chest as if she had been stabbed, her heart sinking as the abhorrent words formed a damning bond between the two.