The Mate They Threw Away Novels & Stories

Is this some kind of joke? Just the word mate feels like rusty chains dragging through my bones. I never thought I would hear it, not in my lifetime, not ever. It had only been mentioned in old books, those dusty things I had to study before I took over from my father. The last real fated mates was centuries ago, so far back that the elders treat it like a myth. The kind of story you tell your kids to make them fall asleep with wonder, not a thing that's actually happening.

I didn’t talk to anyone when I got home. I just went straight to my room and cried until the next morning, and when I woke up, I started another round of crying. My pillow was soaked, and my nose kept running. I felt like I was slowly fading away, like I was no longer myself but just a shadow of who I used to be. My phone notification broke the silence, and I struggled to pick it up. Seeing Christopher's post on social media made me sniffle with curiosity. The caption says, "Clara Morgan, the true mate".

It looked really nice. “You know that answer," she shrugged again. “Unlike you, my mate didn't want me and denied me," I gasped. “What?" “In our pack, if one mate doesn't want the other mate, the unwanted mate would be banished, unless you have a family to go back to. In my case, my parents were long gone," “That's so cruel of them," She raised a brow at me. “I'm sorry," I said. “That must have been tough for you to let out,"

"But I'm done letting you dictate my choices. Done caring what you think about my mate or my children. Figure out how to be civil or stay away from them. Those are your options." "Your mate." She called after me. "She's not your mate. You rejected her. Threw her away like the garbage she was. Or have you forgotten what she is? What she'll always be? Omega trash dressed up in power she doesn't deserve."

I hated that more… But then the truth came out. The bond. That undeniable pull we both felt. She was my mate. And now— She was gone and the mate bond was severed, like it was never there. I stopped pacing for a bit, as the thought hit hard.. The mate bond was gone! I grabbed the nearest object, a small vase on the side table, and threw it across the chamber. It exploded against the wall in a violent crash, the shards scattering across the floor. I dragged both palms down my face and forced myself to think.

Cassian Wolfe, a candidate for pack Alpha, has an adopted younger sister named Daphne Wolfe who suffers from severe separation anxiety. She's always gentle and well-behaved in front of others and only seems to lose her composure when she sees me approaching Cassian. On the day of my bonding ceremony with Cassian, she breaks my Moon Goddess' crown. She even snatches away the mate ring that symbolizes my status as the pack Luna. Cassian hugs me and leans down to nuzzle against my neck. He says, "Daphne's just experiencing separation anxiety again. You'll be my Luna soon, so show a little more magnanimity. "Our bonding ceremony doesn't need to be constrained by formalities. It's just a cro

Sarah Blackwood has spent her entire life living in the shadow of her twin sister, Jasmine. While Jasmine is beautiful, powerful, and adored by the Moonlight Pack, Sarah is known as the cursed twin,a sickly, wolfless girl who can never measure up. But Sarah doesn't care what the pack thinks. She has always believed that one day, her fated mate will see her for who she truly is. Then she discovers that her mate is Alpha Zion, the man she has loved since childhood. For one glorious moment, Sarah believes her life is finally going to change.Instead, Zion breaks her heart in front of the entire pack. He rejects her.And before she can recover, he names Jasmine as his Luna.

🌹🌹 The Beginning (Part 4) 🌹🌹 ❤️❤️ The Rejected Mate (E) ❤️❤️ "That can't be possible, my mate didn't kill our mother and stop saying he did, please." "Believe it or not, he did."

A strike of trepidation gutted Mateo, eyes flickering between drunks, saloon girls, two bartenders that looked remarkably exhausted, and whoever else had dragged themselves here for the night, but the wildfire was nowhere to be seen. “Maw-ie!” Wayne slurred, eyes growing impossibly wide, his head slumping against Ade’s shoulder. “Song-moby.” Ade shrugged off both Wayne’s head and comment, passing Mateo a comforting glance. “She and Thomas left upstairs a while ago, but I know she’s comin’ back ‘ere; said it herself.” Mateo cussed in Spanish, trying to steady his shaky hands.

He rolled his eyes as he pulled his boxers up, “You’re definitely broken now. Looks like we won’t have any use for you anymore.” I could feel my face burning with anger at how easily he was talking about throwing me away like I was nothing to him. As if everything I’d ever done for him was worthless if he couldn’t continue to get what he wanted. “Are you telling me that you guys knew Atticus was my mate, and you propositioned me in front of him on purpose?”