The Spurned Mate Novels & Stories

"I will do everything in my power to help you and, one day, set you free. Perhaps I have the mate dance to thank for this opportunity." "The mate dance?" I asked, puzzled. "Yes. It is the reason I had to return. I have yet to find a mate, and this year, the mate dance will be held in our pack," she replied. "Oh," I responded softly. The mate dance was once something Diana and I eagerly anticipated, a chance to find our destined partners if we hadn't by the age of eighteen. But now, I no longer cared for such prospects. I secretly hoped I wouldn't find a mate; my name was already tarnished, and no man would desire me due to my tragic past. I felt irreparably damaged, incapable of facing the h

I had been too busy looking for satisfaction but now that I knew I couldn't find it in anyone but Ariah, I had to get her back. Back in the bedroom, the ladies were gone. Searching for Ariah after all these was going to be a tedious task, but I was determined to get her back, at all costs. I imagined her with another man and the thought drove me crazy. I had felt the mate bond with her, although I had vehemently denied it, then I couldn't accept that fact. How could a mermaid be the mate of an alpha like me? It was absurd then, but now that I felt so incomplete, I had to get her back.

On the day she miscarried because her mate chose his ex, Rae's wolf went completely dormant from the trauma. That killed every ounce of love she had left for him. She was done playing his pathetic doormat. No more running his family's empire. No more grilling him about staying out all night. He left her locked in a freezing pack holding cell for nine whole days. Why? To baby-sit his childhood sweetheart through a "full moon panic attack" in a luxury mansion. Rae didn't cry. She didn't scream. She didn't even bother making a phone call. Then came day ten. Colton finally rolled up in his custom black Cadillac. He looked down at her with those golden wolf eyes, calling her dramatic. Rae just pu

But everyone had their weaknesses. This time it was a mate. The warriors believed that one of their members had their mate among us. So we had to give up one of ours, if they were mates. I reluctantly agreed under the condition that the mate, whoever he or she was, was on board with this. I would allow this only if they are willing to. “We are on board with this. But we need to stay connected on this always.” One of them quipped.

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,"

"Well…? what did he say?" "He's coming." I let out a sob. "Good," she stood up with a look of triumph on her face. "Why are you doing this?" "I want to ruin his life if not kill him. He killed my mate." She said with a look of hurt on her face. For a while, a millisecond, I felt for her. I don't know what it's like to lose your mate but it must be painful, funny how that may happen tonight. "Your mate must have done something to him, he'd never hurt someone without a reason behind it." I said instead.

They have been sitting in silence for the past half hour just looking into the scenery before them, both lost in their own thoughts. "Do you ever miss her?" Serenity breaks the silence by asking the question. Matthew immediately understand who she was asking him about, his mate. Its silent for a few moments apart from the chirping of birds and swaying of trees as the wind passes by, Matthew hasn't answered the question and sbe thought he never would, but a small smile plays on his face as he replies "Everyday", still looking forward the stream. She was not at all jealous that he still misses and loves her, her own mate rejected her and that's painful enough but she couldn't fathom the pain M

His first mate had died in a car crash shortly after he'd met her, and he never thought he'd get a second chance mate since those were extremely rare. He knew what it felt like to be in the presence of your mate....and he was feeling all that and more. Her scent was such sweet divinity it made him wanna pull her deep into the woods, strip her bare and lick every inch of her voluptuous body. His hands trembled to touch her, make her his right now. His wolf Jakari was running around in a crazed frenzy to mate & mark her. Jakari had never behaved like this...not even with their first mate.

She wondered what wrong she may have done in her previous life that pushed her to have someone whose only aim towards her is to kill her, as her mate. She just couldn't wrap her head around what could have been going through the moon goddess's mind when she decided to make someone like him her mate. She just couldn't bring herself to accept that Damien was actually her mate and the mere thought of it irritated her. She groaned in annoyance as the thought suddenly dawned on her once again. There was no way in hell she'd willingly accept such a joke and she could confidently say that nothing about him was attractive and they both can never be an item of any kind.

My horse never liked anyone touching him, Levi was conservative but he wasn't towards my mate. My mate smiled at me and it was dazzling, too dazzling for my liking. Everything about it felt too comfortable and acceptable to me. "My lady," He said in a softer tone. “Shall I help you down from your stead?” I licked my lips and looked around and my gaze met with Martinez. Martinez looked heartbroken and hurt by this, I truly wanted to understand him or have an invasion into his mind. He confused me and these expressions always made my heart throb but I had found my mate and I would detest that, any other feeling I had would surely be alive no longer.