The Spurned Mate Novels & Stories

“Someone who meant too much to him. Someone who changed everything.” Kael’s eyes glowed faintly with power. “You had no right.” “You wouldn’t do it,” Rowan said. “You loved her too much. Even after she turned.” Kael’s hands curled into fists. “Don’t speak about her.” “But she was dangerous,” Rowan said. “You know she would have killed you. Killed us all.” I gasped softly. “Are you saying... he had a mate before me?” Kael didn’t answer. Rowan did.

I had no right to be happy, I had just lost my dad, my friend, raven was left in a critical condition, two men who weren't my mate were already lusting after me and worse of all, it seemed like my said mate had no interest in me. Well it didn't matter because I didn't have any interest in him. I couldn't deny the fact that he was handsome, nor could I deny the fact that he gave me a little time to spend with my dear friend. But all those didn't catch my fancy towards him. I had always imagined myself meeting my mate in a more romantic scene. Where we both went for a forest run and our scent called out to each other. Where we would see each other and tell Mate, taking in our scent like our li

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.

Caspian remarked dryly. “I think it’s kind of romantic.” Visenya replied, a wistful smile playing on her lips. “That’s because you’re a girl,” Caspian muttered under his breath. Visenya always treaded lightly with Caspian when it came to the subject of mates. He had found his wolf the previous year and had learned the moment he first shifted that his mate had perished. The way he described it was as if a part of himself had been stripped of all light and replaced with a harrowing void.

I could feel my heart sink as she spoke, a heaviness settling in my gut that was impossible to ignore. "Mates," she said, the word hanging in the air like a delicate thread, "means two people the gods themselves have deemed to be perfect for one another, two souls intertwined in a way that transcends mortal understanding. It's a connection that is said to be forged in the heavens, an unbreakable bond that pulls these two individuals together across time and space, across lifetimes. It’s a love that is supposed to be pure, untainted by the world's harsh realities. But that’s the thing—love is never that simple, and neither is the idea of a mate."

“I’m sorry, Finnick, forgive me. But she was always going to be too powerful. No one could've controlled her. Not by you or anyone.” I clenched my fist the rage boiling over. How could he say that? He just tried to justify this? “No!” I shouted, turning back to Freya. “You’re not a weapon. You’re not just some thing to be controlled. You’re you. You’re my mate.” She ignored my words, and the pain in my chest became too painful__ unbearable. I needed to do something to end this. The word sounded like a lie to her now. We were fated. But I had destroyed it. I had torn us apart.

He turned away from me dismissively and took Sarah's perfectly manicured hand in his much larger one. "Sarah," he said in a voice warm with affection that he'd never used with me, "I'd be deeply honored if you'd accept my proposal to be my chosen mate and future Luna." Sarah's smile was absolutely radiant and triumphant. "Yes! Of course, yes! I'd love nothing more!" The entire pack erupted in thunderous cheers and enthusiastic congratulations. They looked like the perfect couple standing there together and destined for greatness. Everything a pack could want in their leaders. While everyone celebrated this wonderful news, I stood there completely invisible and utterly forgotten. Kira whimper

Cameron I watched Athena leave, and with every trace of excitement, I felt drained like water from spaghetti. I was doing everything I knew to make her see reason with me, but she didn’t even care about me. My mood was ruined by her blatant refusal, which made me think about forcing a bond by marking her. I couldn’t do that, though. Even though I was desperate to retain my father’s legacy, Athena was my mate, and I wanted a natural bond to form between us.

When they finally parted, Kian looked straight at me, a conqueror’s smirk on his face, and delivered the killing blow. "Ember and I will hold our mating ceremony at the next full moon," he said, his voice dripping with a victor's pride. "We are second chance mates. A gift from the Goddess herself." Second chance mates. A bond even more precious than fated mates, a gift from the Moon Goddess to wolves who have been deeply hurt. I looked at their clasped hands, and the world crumbled before my eyes. I had lost her. For good.

mate! I started perceiving a particular scent, the scent of newly bloomed lilies That scent was driving me crazy, I decided to follow the scent When I got to where the owner of the scent was, what I saw broke my heart My mate was being bullied and hit by a bunch of over pampered bitchy wolves Anger boiled inside of me and I roared "stop!!!" But the bitch and her group refused to listen And that was when my wolf went loose for the first time and I shifted