The Mate He Hates Novels & Stories

MATE! We both said the word looking at each other, a part of me wishes he wouldn’t reject me, that since he knew I was his mate he will look at me differently and his hate for me will turn into love, but I also knew, it wouldn’t happen, those things only happens on movies or fairy tales and this isn’t a movie or fairy tale, this is reality.

he says, making me turn to look at his face again, "More of YOU. More, more, more. I wanted all my stupid marks on your neck to stay. I wanted the whole pack knowing you're MY mate. I wanted everyone talking about us, our bond, our love, not Hope and Danny's. I fucking hate Danny, I can’t stand looking at him or looking at Hope’s marked neck. I hate that they found what I’ve always wanted. It was supposed to be US, Sky, not them.” Reality crashes down on me, hard and painfully. The answer I wanted the most has been provided. And it fucking sucks to hear, a lot more than I thought it would. "You just want a mate," I whisper, feeling hollow inside. Depleted, "You were craving a mate so bad, yo

He clearly works hard, and I can’t tell straight away whether his dark scent is meant to be infused with fresh cut wood, but I do like it. His wrist, forearm, everything about him is chunky, defined, and powerful. I think back to Strike, Rhett, Kane. They used similar sized hands to punch the walls, my pillow, or just me, making me hyperventilate with fear until I gave in to what they said I wanted to do anyway. Always the same. But Strike is dead. The others are long gone too. Fuck them all. I shut my eyes and walk blind, hoping my new-found mate doesn’t think I’m insane. Not that he is looking at me anyway.

Alpha Lucas's facade of indifference crumbled as he sank into the depths of his own thoughts. "She means nothing to me," he declared to no one in particular, his voice cold and detached. "I have plenty of women who are more than willing to fulfill my desires." But even as the words left his lips, a pang of longing tugged at his heart. He missed Sage, more than he cared to admit, and the emptiness left in her absence gnawed at him from the inside out. He hated the special bond between mates. Now he was having a difficult time getting her off his mind.

“When I know you are in the tower.” The confession lands like a physical weight. “Before that, I didn’t.” Silence stretches. “I hate it,” he says quietly. The honesty of that makes my chest ache. “I hate that something as brutal as a mate bond can dictate my instincts.” My breath falters. “But I can not deny it.” He searches my face. “Do you feel it too?” The question costs him. I see it in the way his jaw tightens. In the faint tension in his shoulders.

*Darian POV* I stand while I watch her head drop slowly to the floor she is my mate the other part of me I know she is pretty and good looking but I never want to have anything to do with human I hate human, I loathe human and I despise them having one as a mate is never what I have wish for and I am never going to accept her as my mate, even if she is the one that was said to break the curse.

“I know you miss your old pack but you belong here now. Even though I don’t like it you belong here and I am sorry you have me for a-err a mate.” His apology is genuine, the word Mate on his tongue taste’s venomous, he hates it. “I rarely say this but sorry you deserve better than me and I can’t be the Mate you want or deserve.” He says rising before he leaves, he doesn’t look at me on his way out. He’s making progress. I knock on the door frame and she sniffs looking at me. “Can I come in?” I ask her, she hesitates but nods. I make my way in.

he said, and I looked at him with a confused look and an angry look. "As much as I hate and despise you, I can't reject you because you're my fated and destined mate who I've been searching for years,"he said, and I looked at him with a sad look. I don't know why but I somehow felt sad when I heard the statement from his mouth that he hates me. He won't reject me because I'm his mate. Does that mean if I wasn't his mate he would have killed me? I asked myself even though I already had the answer to it.

If only he would stop fighting the mate bond and complete our mating! I hate him!! I hate him so much for making me go through all this pain! For years I've always wanted a mate that will complete me and accept me wholeheartedly!! A mate that would not think of me as a weak she-wolf but his partner! Someone who will encourage me to live happily and proudly as a hybrid!!of being myself! Someone that won't look at me in hate !! Someone that will love me and everything that I represent!! I hate him!! I hate him for making me feel this way!

I'm going to prove him wrong. He's nothing but a big fool. A bastard. I was so foolish to have been happy the first day I set my eyes on him. Yes, he's handsome, probably the most handsome person I've ever seen in my life. He's fucking attractive and has a good body shape, and I also feel sexually attracted to him. But, the kind of hatred I'm feeling for him right now is so much that I'm sure the attraction I felt for him before has already died. In fact, I can't even bear to call him my mate anymore. Funny me was refusing to accept his rejection when he had been so serious about it. He hates to call me his mate and now I hate it too, so that makes the two of us.