The Mate They Threw Away Novels & Stories

Caleb was the only one who ran to me. He broke from the circle, dropped to his knees, and wrapped his arms around me as I convulsed. “I’ve got you,” he whispered fiercely. “I’ve got you.” His voice was a lifeline in the chaos. But even he couldn’t stop what was happening. The mate bond had been torn. And I wasn’t ready. They left me on the ground. The Council rose and filed out like they’d just finished an opera. The pack dispersed in tight knots, whispering and glancing over their shoulders.

nothing. I looked at him quietly and pushed the Alpha Council-approved mate bond dissolution papers across the coffee table toward him. "Don't bother," I said calmly, my voice steadier than it had been in years. "The Alpha Council has approved our mate bond dissolution application. You're no longer my mate."

The sheer force of his grief shattered every glass object in the funeral hall. Above it all, I floated, weightless in the glow of the moonlight. I looked down at my fading form. My once-solid claws had nearly disappeared. By the laws of our kind, those who died betrayed by their mates would never ascend to the Moon Goddess. Instead, they would become nothing but scattered dust in the moonlight. Forever trapped where they had perished. On the ground below, Sophia had collapsed, trembling violently. And the pack? They bared their fangs at her.

Failed. Miriam Blackthorn stood in the corridor. Her eyes moved—streamers, the arrangement of us, Rhys's hand still holding mine. Her arms folded. I let go of his hand. Dropped my head. "What is going on in here?" Rhys reached over and took my hand back. I looked at him. He didn't look at me. He looked at his mother. "Mara is our mate, Mom." Quiet. Miriam looked at me for a long moment. Not at her sons. At me. Her expression stayed warm, nearly perfect, the kind of smile that cost nothing because it meant nothing.

Then she gave me this life, I thought, soaping my thighs with more force than needed. An omega in a world where we’re tools for packs—breeders, omegas, nothing but vessels. And now… Hunter. My mate. The one who hates me more than the rest of the world. The words echoed in my head as I rinsed my hair, the suds sliding down my back like tears.

"I don't wanna go back inside. How about going somewhere else? I see there's a pharmacy and a convenience store nearby. There might be ointments and plasters there." Matthew stood up. But he took off both shoes. With only socks on, he walked over here. He placed them in front of my feet. Then he squatted down again, putting the shoes on my feet. He took the one remaining heel and threw them both in the trash. "Why did you throw them away?" I asked in surprise. "They're from Charles, isn't it? I guess it was bought with Charles' money. I just wanted to throw them away. I want to slowly let go of your attachment. Starting from the simplest thing, which is throwing away the things he gave you."

"You should enter the car now. We'll be heading to the Alpha's residence. He wants to see you in his study." I nodded, climbing back into the car to settle in for the long drive. Throughout the journey, my brain wouldn't stop spinning, a billion questions racing about everything that had just gone down. Finally, unable to take the silence any longer, I leaned forward. “Joyce. What exactly is the Mate Bond Dissolution?" She glanced back briefly. "A medical procedure used to forcefully sever the mate bond after a mate has already been marked." My eyes widened. "You can unmark someone?"

I stared at the page, my pulse roaring like a hurricane in my ears. Zed’s words from the dorm room crashed back into my mind with terrifying clarity. “Mates don't abandon each other. Ever.” If he was right about the mate thing…then this proved that I could in fact abandon him with no consequences.

Elliot exclaimed as he felt disgusted by his own mate. Her mouth fell open but didn't say anything. Their destinies were quite the same in the mate account as she got rejected and her best friend was also rejected in some or another way, she thought.

The dark circles under my eyes and the scowl on my face made me look older than my years – I looked like a piece of trash. As I stood there, staring at myself, the thoughts of the hurtful things that Alpha Dwane had said to me filled my heart with hatred for his new mate. How could he do this to me? He was acting like our relationship had meant nothing to him. I had given him everything, and this was how he repaid me – with a new mate and words that cut deep into my heart.